1 I n the Lord I put my trust; How can you say to my soul, “Flee as a bird to your mountain”?

عَلَى اللهِ أتَّكِلُ. فَكَيفَ تَقُولُونَ لِي: «اهرُبْ كَعَصفُورٍ إلَى جَبَلِكَ!»

2 F or look! The wicked bend their bow, They make ready their arrow on the string, That they may shoot secretly at the upright in heart.

فَالأشرارُ يَختَبِئُونَ فِي الظَّلامِ، يَمُدُّونَ أقواسَهُمْ وَيُسَدِّدُونَ سِهامَهُمْ لِيُصِيبُوا أحشاءَ الإنسانِ المُستَقِيمِ.

3 I f the foundations are destroyed, What can the righteous do?

ماذا يَفعَلُ الصّالِحُونَ إذا هَوَتِ الأساساتُ؟

4 T he Lord is in His holy temple, The Lord ’s throne is in heaven; His eyes behold, His eyelids test the sons of men.

اللهُ فِي هَيكَلِهِ المُقَدَّسِ. عَرشُ اللهِ فِي السَّماءِ وَهُوَ يَرَى كُلَّ ما يَفعَلُهُ البَشَرُ.

5 T he Lord tests the righteous, But the wicked and the one who loves violence His soul hates.

يَمتَحِنُ اللهُ الصّالِحِينَ، لَكِنَّهُ يُبغِضُ الأشرارَ العُنَفاءَ،

6 U pon the wicked He will rain coals; Fire and brimstone and a burning wind Shall be the portion of their cup.

وَيُمطِرُ عَلَيهِمْ ناراً وَكِبرِيتاً. وَرِيحٌ لافِحَةٌ هِيَ كُلُّ نَصِيبِهِمْ.

7 F or the Lord is righteous, He loves righteousness; His countenance beholds the upright.

اللهُ عادِلٌ وَيُحِبُّ الصّالِحِينَ. وَسَيُبصِرُ المُستَقِيمُونَ وَجْهَهُ.