Original Text
Mizmor shir l'yom hashabat:
Tov l'hodot ladonai,
ulzameir l'shimcha elyon.
L'hagid baboker chasdecha,
v'emunat'cha baleilot.
alei asor va'alei navel,
alei higayon b'chinor.
Ki simachtani Adonai
b'fo'olecha, b'ma'asei
yadecha aranein.
Ma gad'lu ma'asecha Adonai,
m'od am'ku machsh'votecha.
Ish ba'ar lo yeida,
uchsil lo yavin et zot.
Bifroach r'sha'im k'mo eisev
vayatsitsu kol poalei aven
l'hischam'dam adei ad.
V'ata marom l'olam Adonai.
Ki hinei oy'vecha Adonai.
ki hinei oy'vecha yoveidu
yitpar'du kol poalei aven.
Vatarem kireim
karni, baloti
b'shemen ra'anan.
Vatabeit eini b'shurai,
bakamim alai m'rei'im
tishmana a znai.
Tsadik katamar yifrach,
k'erez bal'vanon yisgeh.
Sh'tulim b'veit Adonai,
b'chatsrot Eloheinu yafrichu.
Od y'nuvun b'seiva,
d'sheinim v'ra'ananim yih'yu,
L'hagid ki yashar Adonai,
Tsuri, v'lo avlata bo. |
English Translation
Psalm. A song; for the Sabbath day.
It is good to praise the Lord,
to sing hymns to Your name, O Most High,
To proclaim Your steadfast love at daybreak,
Your faithfulness each night
with a ten-stringed harp,
with voice and lyre together.
You have gladdened me
by Your deeds, O Lord;
I shout for joy at Your handiwork.
How great are Your works, O Lord,
how very subtle Your designs!
A brutish man cannot know,
a fool cannot understand this:
though the wicked sprout like grass,
though all evildoers blossom,
it is only that they may be destroyed forever.
But You are exalted, O Lord, for all time.
Surely, Your enemies, O Lord,
surely, Your enemies perish;
all evildoers are scattered.
You raise my horn high
like that of a wild ox;
I am soaked in freshening oil.
I shall see the defeat of my watchful foes,
hear of the downfall
of the wicked who beset me.
The righteous bloom like a date-palm;
they thrive like a cedar in Lebanon;
planted in the house of the Lord,
they flourish in the courts of our God.
In old age they still produce fruit;
they are full of sap and freshness,
attesting that the Lord is upright,
my rock, in whom there is no wrong. |
