Psalm 200/Text/Clauses
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| Hebrew | Verse | CBC |
|---|---|---|
| לָ֭מָּה רָגְשׁ֣וּ גוֹיִ֑ם | 1.1 | The 1st clause of imaginary Psalm 200 that has enough words for multiple lines |
| וּ֝לְאֻמִּ֗ים יֶהְגּוּ־רִֽיק׃ | 1.2 | and clause 2 that is short |
| יִ֥תְיַצְּב֨וּ ׀ מַלְכֵי־אֶ֗רֶץ | 2.1 | but clause 3, starting verse 2, that is also long enough to have multiple lines |
| וְרוֹזְנִ֥ים נֽוֹסְדוּ־יָ֑חַד | 2.2 | and clause 4, still part of verse 2 |
| עַל־יְ֝הוָה וְעַל־מְשִׁיחֽוֹ׃ | 2.3 | and clause 5, still part of verse 2 |
| נְֽ֭נַתְּקָה אֶת־מֽוֹסְרוֹתֵ֑ימוֹ | 3.1 | Let's tear off their bonds |
| וְנַשְׁלִ֖יכָה מִמֶּ֣נּוּ עֲבֹתֵֽימוֹ׃ | 3.2 | and throw their ropes away from us!" |
| יוֹשֵׁ֣ב בַּשָּׁמַ֣יִם יִשְׂחָ֑ק | 4.1 | The one enthroned in the heavens laughs. |
| אֲ֝דֹנָ֗י יִלְעַג־לָֽמוֹ׃ | 4.2 | The Lord mocks them. |
| אָ֤ז יְדַבֵּ֣ר אֵלֵ֣ימוֹ בְאַפּ֑וֹ | 5.1 | Then he speaks to them in his anger |
| וּֽבַחֲרוֹנ֥וֹ יְבַהֲלֵֽמוֹ׃ | 5.2 | and terrifies them in his wrath. |
| וַ֭אֲנִי נָסַ֣כְתִּי מַלְכִּ֑י | 6.1 | But I have poured out my king |
| עַל־צִ֝יּ֗וֹן הַר־קָדְשִֽׁי׃ | 6.2 | on Zion, my holy mountain." |
| אֲסַפְּרָ֗ה אֶֽ֫ל חֹ֥ק | 7.1 | I will tell about the decree; |
| יְֽהוָ֗ה אָמַ֘ר אֵלַ֥י בְּנִ֥י אַ֑תָּה | 7.2 | YHWH said to me, "You are my son. |
| אֲ֝נִ֗י הַיּ֥וֹם יְלִדְתִּֽיךָ׃ | 7.3 | I hereby father you today. |
| שְׁאַ֤ל מִמֶּ֗נִּי וְאֶתְּנָ֣ה ג֭וֹיִם נַחֲלָתֶ֑ךָ | 8.1 | Ask me, and I will make nations your inheritance |
| וַ֝אֲחֻזָּתְךָ֗ אַפְסֵי־אָֽרֶץ׃ | 8.2 | and the ends of the earth your property. |
| תְּ֭רֹעֵם בְּשֵׁ֣בֶט בַּרְזֶ֑ל | 9.1 | You will crush them with an iron scepter. |
| כִּכְלִ֖י יוֹצֵ֣ר תְּנַפְּצֵֽם׃ | 9.2 | You will smash them like clay pottery." |
| וְ֭עַתָּה מְלָכִ֣ים הַשְׂכִּ֑ילוּ | 10.1 | And now, kings, wise up! |
| הִ֝וָּסְר֗וּ שֹׁ֣פְטֵי אָֽרֶץ׃ | 10.2 | Accept discipline, earthly rulers! |
| עִבְד֣וּ אֶת־יְהוָ֣ה בְּיִרְאָ֑ה | 11.1 | Serve YHWH with fear |
| וְ֝גִ֗ילוּ בִּרְעָדָֽה׃ | 11.2 | and rejoice with trembling! |
| נַשְּׁקוּ־בַ֡ר פֶּן־יֶאֱנַ֤ף ׀ וְתֹ֬אבְדוּ דֶ֗רֶךְ | 12.1 | Kiss the son, or else he will become angry and you will perish in your way, |
| כִּֽי־יִבְעַ֣ר כִּמְעַ֣ט אַפּ֑וֹ | 12.2 | for his anger quickly ignites. |
| אַ֝שְׁרֵ֗י כָּל־ח֥וֹסֵי בֽוֹ׃ | 12.3 | Happy are all who take refuge in him! |