Psalms · Chapter 75
Peshitta OT
10 verses
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ܐܘܕܝܢܢ ܠܟ ܐܠܗܐ ܐܘܕܝܢܢ ܠܟ ܘܩܪܝܢ ܫܡܟ ܘܐܫܬܥܝܢ ܟܠܗܝܢ ܬܕܡܪ̈ܬܟ
thdmrthk klhyn w'shtheyn shmk wqryn lk 'wdynn 'lh' lk 'wdynn
When I choose the appointed time, I will judge blamelessly.
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ܡܛܠ ܕܐܣܒ ܙܒܢܐ ܘܐܢܐ ܒܬܪܝܨܘܬܐ ܐܕܘܢ
'dwn bthrytswth' w'n' zbn' d'sb mTl
The earth and all its inhabitants quake. I firmly hold its pillars. Selah.
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ܬܬܡܟܟ ܐܪܥܐ ܘܟܠܗܘܢ ܥܡܘܪ̈ܝܗ̇ ܐܢܬ ܬܩܢܬ ܠܥܡܘܪ̈ܝܗ̇
lemwryh thqnth 'nth emwryh wklhwn 're' ththmkk
I said to the arrogant, “Don’t boast!” I said to the wicked, “Don’t lift up the horn.
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ܐܢܬ ܐܡܪܬ ܠܫ̈ܛܝܐ ܕܠܐ ܬܫܛܘܢ ܘܠܪ̈ܫܝܥܐ ܕܠܐ ܬܪܝܡܘܢ ܩܪܢܐ
qrn' thrymwn dl' wlrshye' thshTwn dl' lshTy' 'mrth 'nth
Don’t lift up your horn on high. Don’t speak with a stiff neck.”
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ܘܠܐ ܬܪܝܡܘܢ ܠܡܪܘܡܐ ܩܪܢܟܘܢ ܘܬܡܠܠܘܢ ܒܨܘܪܐ ܪܡܐ
rm' btswr' wthmllwn qrnkwn lmrwm' thrymwn wl'
For neither from the east, nor from the west, nor yet from the south, comes exaltation.
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ܡܛܠ ܕܠܐ ܡܦܩܐ ܡܢ ܡܥܪܒܐ ܐܦܠܐ ܡܢ ܡܕܒܪܐ ܕܛܘܪ̈ܐ
dTwr' mdbr' mn 'pl' merb' mn mpq' dl' mTl
But God is the judge. He puts down one, and lifts up another.
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ܡܛܘܠ ܕܐܠܗܐ ܗܘ ܕܝܢܐ ܠܗܢܐ ܡܫܦܠ ܘܠܗܢܐ ܡܪܝܡ
mrym wlhn' mshpl lhn' dyn' hw d'lh' mTwl
For in Yahweh’s hand there is a cup, full of foaming wine mixed with spices. He pours it out. Indeed the wicked of the earth drink and drink it to its very dregs.
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ܡܛܠ ܕܟܣܐ ܒܐܝܕܗ ܕܡܪܝܐ ܘܡܠܐ ܡܙܓܐ ܕܚܡܪܐ ܬܛܝܪܐ ܐܪܟܢ ܡܢ ܗܢܐ ܠܗܢܐ ܬܛܪܗ ܢܡܨܘܢ ܘܢܫܬܘܢ ܟܘܠܗܘܢ ܪ̈ܫܝܥܐ ܕܐܪܥܐ
d're' rshye' kwlhwn wnshthwn nmtswn thTrh lhn' hn' mn 'rkn thTyr' dkhmr' mzg' wml' dmry' b'ydh dks' mTl
But I will declare this forever: I will sing praises to the God of Jacob.
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ܘܐܢܐ ܐܚܐ ܠܥܠܡ ܘܐܙܡܪ ܠܐܠܗܗ ܕܝܥܩܘܒ
dyeqwb l'lhh w'zmr lelm 'kh' w'n'
I will cut off all the horns of the wicked, but the horns of the righteous shall be lifted up.