For the director.לַמְנַצֵּחַA psalmמִזְמוֹרof David.לְדָוִדA song.שִׁירFor youלְךָsilence isדֻמִיָּהpraise,תְהִלָּהElohim,אֱלֹהִיםin Zion,בְּצִיּוֹןand to youוּלְךָthe vowנֶדֶרwill be fulfilled.יְשֻׁלַּם
You who hearשֹׁמֵעַprayer,תְּפִלָּהto youעָדֶיךָallכָּלfleshבָּשָׂרwill come.יָבֹאוּ
Mattersדִּבְרֵיof iniquitiesעֲוֺנֹתprevailגָּבְרוּover me;מֶנִּיour transgressions,פְּשָׁעֵינוּyouאַתָּהmake expiation for them.תְכַפְּרֵם
Happy isאַשְׁרֵיthe one you chooseתִּבְחַרand bring near;וּתְקָרֵבhe will dwellיִשְׁכֹּןin your courts.חֲצֵרֶיךָWe will be satisfiedנִשְׂבְּעָהwith the goodnessבְּטוּבof your house,בֵּיתֶךָthe holinessקְדֹשׁof your temple.הֵיכָלֶךָ
With awesome thingsנוֹרָאוֹתin righteousnessבְּצֶדֶקyou answer us,תַּעֲנֵנוּElohimאֱלֹהֵיof our salvation,יִשְׁעֵנוּthe confidenceמִבְטָחof allכָּלthe endsקַצְוֵיof the earthאֶרֶץand of the seaוְיָםfar off;רְחֹקִים
who establishesמֵכִיןthe mountainsהָרִיםby his strength,בְּכֹחוֹgirdedנֶאְזָרwith might,בִּגְבוּרָה
who stillsמַשְׁבִּיחַthe roarשְׁאוֹןof the seas,יַמִּיםthe roarשְׁאוֹןof their waves,גַּלֵּיהֶםand the commotionוַהֲמוֹןof the peoples.לְאֻמִּים
Andוַthe inhabitantsיֹשְׁבֵיof the ends of the earthקְצָוֺתfearיִּירְאוּbecause of your signs;מֵאוֹתֹתֶיךָthe goings outמוֹצָאֵיof the morningבֹקֶרand of the eveningוָעֶרֶבyou make shout for joy.תַּרְנִין
You have visitedפָּקַדְתָּthe landהָאָרֶץand watered it;וַתְּשֹׁקְקֶהָgreatlyרַבַּתyou enrich it.תַּעְשְׁרֶנָּהThe streamפֶּלֶגof Elohim isאֱלֹהִיםfullמָלֵאof water;מָיִםyou prepareתָּכִיןtheir grain,דְּגָנָםforכִּיsoכֵןyou prepare it.תְּכִינֶהָ
Its furrowsתְּלָמֶיהָyou drench,רַוֵּהyou levelנַחֵתits clods;גְּדוּדֶיהָwith downpoursבִּרְבִיבִיםyou soften it;תְּמֹגְגֶנָּהits sproutsצִמְחָהּyou bless.תְּבָרֵךְ
You have crownedעִטַּרְתָּthe yearשְׁנַתof your goodness,טוֹבָתֶךָand your tracksוּמַעְגָּלֶיךָdripיִרְעֲפוּןrichness.דָּשֶׁן
The pasturesנְאוֹתof the wildernessמִדְבָּרdrip,יִרְעֲפוּand with jubilationוְגִילthe hillsגְּבָעוֹתgird themselves.תַּחְגֹּרְנָה
The meadowsכָרִיםhave put onלָבְשׁוּflocks,הַצֹּאןand the valleysוַעֲמָקִיםare coveredיַעַטְפוּwith grain;בָרthey shout aloud,יִתְרוֹעֲעוּand alsoאַףthey sing.יָשִׁירוּ