The Prophet’s Prayer O Lord, I have heard the report of thee, and thy work, O Lord, do I fear. In the midst of the years renew it; in the midst of the years make it known; in wrath remember mercy.
Coptic English (عن القبطية)
O Lord, I have heard thy report, and was afraid: I considered thy works, and was amazed: thou shalt be known between the two living creatures, thou shalt be acknowledged when the years draw nigh; thou shalt be manifested when the time is come; when my soul is troubled, thou wilt in wrath remember mercy.
Ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲡⲉϥⲙⲟⲩⲉ ⲉϥⲉ̀ⲉⲣ ⲙ̀ⲫⲣⲏϯ ⲙ̀ⲡⲓⲟⲩⲱⲓⲛⲓ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ϩⲁⲛⲧⲁⲡ ⲥⲉ ⲛ̀ϩⲣⲏⲓ ϧⲉⲛ ⲛⲉϥϫⲓϫ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁϥⲭⲱ ⲛ̀ϯⲁⲅⲁⲡⲏ ⲛ̀ⲧⲉ ⲧⲉϥϫⲟⲙ ⲉⲥⲧⲁϫⲣⲏⲟⲩⲧ And his brightness shall be as light; there were horns in his hands, and he caused a mighty love of his strength.
English (Standard • WEB)
His brightness was like the light, rays flashed from his hand; and there he veiled his power.
Coptic English (عن القبطية)
His excellence covered the heavens, and the earth was full of his praise.
Ⲁϥϫⲟⲩϣⲧ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁⲩⲃⲱⲗ ⲉ̀ⲃⲟⲗ ⲛ̀ϫⲉ ϩⲁⲛⲉⲑⲛⲟⲥ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁⲩϧⲟⲙϧⲉⲙ ⲛ̀ϫⲟⲛⲥ ⲛ̀ϫⲉ ⲛⲓⲧⲱⲟⲩ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁⲩⲃⲱⲗ ⲉ̀ⲃⲟⲗ ⲛ̀ϫⲉ ⲛⲓⲕⲁⲗⲁⲙⲫⲟ ⲛ̀ⲉⲛⲉϩ he beheld, and the nations melted away: the mountains were violently burst through, the everlasting hills melted at his everlasting going forth.
English (Standard • WEB)
He stood and measured the earth; he looked and shook the nations; then the eternal mountains were scattered, the everlasting hills sank low. His ways were as of old.
Was thy wrath against the rivers, O Lord? Was thy anger against the rivers, or thy indignation against the sea, when thou didst ride upon thy horses, upon thy chariot of victory?
Coptic English (عن القبطية)
Wast thou angry, O Lord, with the rivers? or was thy wrath against the rivers, or thine anger against the sea? for thou wilt mount on thine horses, and thy chariots are salvation.
Thou wentest forth for the salvation of thy people, for the salvation of thy anointed. Thou didst crush the head of the wicked, laying him bare from thigh to neck. Selah
Coptic English (عن القبطية)
Thou wentest forth for the salvation of thy people, to save thine anointed: thou shalt bring death on the heads of transgressors; thou has brought bands upon their neck. Pause.
Thou didst pierce with thy shafts the head of his warriors, who came like a whirlwind to scatter me, rejoicing as if to devour the poor in secret.
Coptic English (عن القبطية)
Thou didst cut asunder the heads of princes with amazement, they shall tremble in it; they shall burst their bridles, they shall be as a poor man devouring in secret.
I hear, and my body trembles, my lips quiver at the sound; rottenness enters into my bones, my steps totter beneath me. I will quietly wait for the day of trouble to come upon people who invade us.
Coptic English (عن القبطية)
I watched, and my belly trembled at the sound of the prayer of my lips, and trembling entered into my bones, and my frame was troubled within me; I will rest in the day of affliction, from going up to the people of my sojourning.
Trust and Joy in the Midst of Trouble Though the fig tree do not blossom, nor fruit be on the vines, the produce of the olive fail and the fields yield no food, the flock be cut off from the fold and there be no herd in the stalls,
Coptic English (عن القبطية)
For though the fig-tree shall bear no fruit, and there shall be no produce on the vines; the labour of the olive shall fail, and the fields shall produce no food: the sheep have failed from the pasture, and there are no oxen at the cribs;
God, the Lord, is my strength; he makes my feet like hinds’ feet, he makes me tread upon my high places. To the choirmaster: with stringed instruments.
Coptic English (عن القبطية)
The Lord God is my strength, and he will perfectly strengthen my feet; he mounts me upon high places, that I may conquer by his song.