Psalms 42

كَمَا يَشْتَاقُ الإِيَّلُ إِلَى جَدَاوِلِ الْمِيَاهِ، هكَذَا تَشْتَاقُ نَفْسِي إِلَيْكَ يَا اللهُ.

As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God.

عَطِشَتْ نَفْسِي إِلَى اللهِ، إِلَى الإِلهِ الْحَيِّ. مَتَى أَجِيءُ وَأَتَرَاءَى قُدَّامَ اللهِ ؟

My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?

صَارَتْ لِي دُمُوعِي خُبْزًا نَهَارًا وَلَيْلاً إِذْ قِيلَ لِي كُلَّ يَوْمٍ: «أَيْنَ إِلهُكَ؟ ».

My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?

هذِهِ أَذْكُرُهَا فَأَسْكُبُ نَفْسِي عَلَيَّ: لأَنِّي كُنْتُ أَمُرُّ مَعَ الْجُمَّاعِ، أَتَدَرَّجُ مَعَهُمْ إِلَى بَيْتِ اللهِ بِصَوْتِ تَرَنُّمٍ وَحَمْدٍ، جُمْهُورٌ مُعَيِّدٌ.

When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.

لِمَاذَا أَنْتِ مُنْحَنِيَةٌ يَا نَفْسِي؟ وَلِمَاذَا تَئِنِّينَ فِيَّ؟ ارْتَجِي اللهَ، لأَنِّي بَعْدُ أَحْمَدُهُ، لأَجْلِ خَلاَصِ وَجْهِهِ.

Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.

يَا إِلهِي، نَفْسِي مُنْحَنِيَةٌ فِيَّ، لِذلِكَ أَذْكُرُكَ مِنْ أَرْضِ الأُرْدُنِّ وَجِبَالِ حَرْمُونَ، مِنْ جَبَلِ مِصْعَرَ.

O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar.

غَمْرٌ يُنَادِي غَمْرًا عِنْدَ صَوْتِ مَيَازِيبِكَ. كُلُّ تَيَّارَاتِكَ وَلُجَجِكَ طَمَتْ عَلَيَّ.

Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.

بِالنَّهَارِ يُوصِي الرَّبُّ رَحْمَتَهُ، وَبِاللَّيْلِ تَسْبِيحُهُ عِنْدِي صَلاَةٌ لإِلهِ حَيَاتِي.

Yet the LORD will command his lovingkindness in the daytime, and in the night his song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my life.

أَقُولُ ِللهِ صَخْرَتِي: «لِمَاذَا نَسِيتَنِي؟ لِمَاذَا أَذْهَبُ حَزِينًا مِنْ مُضَايَقَةِ الْعَدُوِّ؟ ».

I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

بِسَحْق فِي عِظَامِي عَيَّرَنِي مُضَايِقِيَّ، بِقَوْلِهِمْ لِي كُلَّ يَوْمٍ: «أَيْنَ إِلهُكَ؟ ».

As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is thy God?

لِمَاذَا أَنْتِ مُنْحَنِيَةٌ يَا نَفْسِي؟ وَلِمَاذَا تَئِنِّينَ فِيَّ؟ تَرَجَّيِاللهَ، لأَنِّي بَعْدُ أَحْمَدُهُ، خَلاَصَ وَجْهِي وَإِلهِي.

Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.