Psalms 13

1 To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of David. Will you for ever put me out of your memory, O Lord? will your face for ever be turned away from me?

Dāvida dziesma. Dziedātāju vadonim. Cik ilgi, ak Kungs, Tu mani it visai aizmirsti? Cik ilgi Tu apslēpi Savu vaigu priekš manis?

2 How long is my soul to be in doubt, with sorrow in my heart all the day? how long will he who is against me be given power over me?

Cik ilgi man būs padomu meklēt savā dvēselē un savā sirdī ikdienas baiļoties? Cik ilgi mans ienaidnieks pār mani paaugstināsies?

3 Let my voice come before you, and give me an answer, O Lord my God; let your light be shining on me, so that the sleep of death may not overtake me;

Skaties, paklausi mani, ak Kungs, mans Dievs, apgaismo manas acis, ka es nāvē neaizmiegu,

4 And he who is against me may not say, I have overcome him; and those who are troubling me may not be glad when I am moved.

Ka mans ienaidnieks nesaka: es viņu esmu pārvarējis, un ka mani pretinieki nepriecājās, ka es šaubos.

5 But I have had faith in your mercy; my heart will be glad in your salvation.

Bet es cerēju uz Tavu žēlastību, mana sirds līksmojās iekš Tavas pestīšanas.

6 I will make a song to the Lord, because he has given me my reward.

Es dziedāšu Tam Kungam, ka Viņš man labu dara.