Psalms 64

1 To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of David. O God, let the voice of my grief come to your ear: keep my life from the fear of those who are against me.

Načelniku godbe, psalm Davidov. Čuj, o Bog, glas moj, ko premišljujem; strahu sovražnikovega varuj življenje moje.

2 Keep me safe from the secret purpose of wrongdoers; from the band of the workers of evil;

Skrivaj me skrivnemu naklepu hudobnih, ropotanju njih, ki delajo krivico:

3 Who make their tongues sharp like a sword, and whose arrows are pointed, even bitter words;

Ki brusijo kakor meč jezik svoj, napenjajo kakor pušico svojo bridko besedo.

4 So that in secret they may let loose their arrows at the upright, suddenly and unseen.

S kopjem napadajo poštenjaka iz zakotja; nenadoma ga napadajo s kopjem in se ne bojé.

5 They make themselves strong in an evil purpose; they make holes for secret nets; they say, Who will see it,

Potrjujejo si reč hudobno; o skrivanji zank govoré; pravijo: Kdo bi jih videl?

6 Or make discovery of our secret purpose? The design is framed with care; and the inner thought of a man, and his heart, is deep.

Preiskujejo krivice; oslabeli smo po tem, kar so tako zvito preiskali; tako globoko je osrčje moža in srce.

7 But God sends out an arrow against them; suddenly they are wounded.

Ali ko jih bode Bog napadel s kopjem, pušica nagla bodejo njih udarci.

8 The evil of their tongues is the cause of their fall; all those who see them are shaking their heads at them.

In storili bodejo, da sè samim jezikom svojim udarijo sebe; razkropljeni se bodejo spustili v beg, kdorkoli jih bode videl.

9 And in fear men make public the works of God; and giving thought to his acts they get wisdom.

Katerikoli pa ljudjé se bojé, oznanjali bodo delo Božje in dejanje njegovo stavili pred óči.

10 The upright will be glad in the Lord and have hope in him; and all the lovers of righteousness will give him glory.

Veselil se bode pravični v Gospodu, in pribežal k njemu; ponašali se bodo vsi, ki so pravega srca.