Psalms 65
1 To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of David. A Song. It is right for you, O God, to have praise in Zion: to you let the offering be made.
Dāvida dziesma. Dziedātāju vadonim. Dievs, klusībā iekš Ciānas Tu topi slavēts, un solījumi Tev top maksāti.
2 To you, O hearer of prayer, let the words of all flesh come.
Tu paklausi lūgšanas, visa miesa nāk pie Tevis.
3 Evils have overcome us: but as for our sins, you will take them away.
Noziegumi mūs ir pārvarējuši, - mūsu pārkāpumus, tos Tu salīdzini!
4 Happy is the man of your selection, to whom you give a resting-place in your house; we will be full of the good things out of your holy place.
Svētīgs tas, ko Tu izredzi, un kam Tu vaļu dod pie Tevis nākt un dzīvot Tavos pagalmos; mēs tapsim paēdināti no Tava nama labuma Tavā svētā dzīvoklī.
5 You will give us an answer in righteousness by great acts of power, O God of our salvation; you who are the hope of all the ends of the earth, and of the far-off lands of the sea;
Paklausi mūs pēc tās taisnības, kas brīnišķas lietas dara, ak Dievs, mūsu Pestītājs, Tu patvērums visām zemes robežām, un tiem, kas tālu pie jūras dzīvo.
6 The God by whose strength the mountains are fixed; who is robed with power:
Tu stiprini kalnus ar Savu spēku, Tu apjozies ar varu,
7 Who makes the loud voice of the sea quiet, and puts an end to the sound of its waves.
Tu klusini jūras kaukšanu, viņas viļņu kaukšanu un ļaužu troksni,
8 Those in the farthest parts of the earth have fear when they see your signs: the outgoings of the morning and evening are glad because of you.
Ka tie, kas dzīvo tanīs robežās, bīstas no Tavām zīmēm. Tu iepriecini visu, kas kust, vakarā un rītā.
9 You have given your blessing to the earth, watering it and making it fertile; the river of God is full of water: and having made it ready, you give men grain.
Tu piemeklē zemi un to dzirdini un to dari ļoti bagātu. Dieva upīte ir ūdens pilna. Tu liec viņu labībai labi izdoties, jo tā Tu zemi apkopi.
10 You make the ploughed lands full of water; you make smooth the slopes: you make the earth soft with showers, sending your blessing on its growth.
Tu slacini viņas vagas, un liec lietum līt uz viņas arumiem; Tu tos dari mīkstus caur lāsēm, Tu svētī viņas asnus.
11 The year is crowned with the good you give; life-giving rain is dropping from your footsteps,
Tu pušķo gadu ar Savu labumu, un Tavas pēdas pil no taukumiem.
12 Falling on the grass of the waste land: and the little hills are glad on every side.
Tuksneša ganības pil un pakalni ar prieku ir apjozti.
13 The grass-land is thick with flocks; the valleys are full of grain; they give glad cries and songs of joy.
Lauki ir apģērbti ar ganāmiem pulkiem, un ielejas ar labību apklātas, ka gavilē un dzied.
