Psalms 109
1 For the music director. A psalm of David. God, the one I praise, please don't remain silent,
Bože, slavo moja, nemoj muèati,
2 because wicked and deceitful people are attacking me, telling lies about me.
Jer se usta bezbožnièka i usta lukava na me otvoriše; govore sa mnom jezikom lažljivijem.
3 They surround me with words of hate, fighting against me for no reason.
Rijeèima zlobnijem sa svijeh strana gone me, i oružaju se na me ni za što.
4 I love them, but they respond with hostility towards me, even while I'm praying for them!
Za ljubav moju ustaju na mene, a ja se molim.
5 They pay me back with evil instead of good, with hatred instead of love.
Vraæaju mi zlo za dobro, i mržnju za ljubav moju.
6 “Appoint someone wicked over him. Have someone stand as an accuser against him.
Postavi nad njim starješinu bezbožnika, i protivnik neka mu stane s desne strane.
7 When he is judged and sentenced, may he be found guilty. Let his prayers be counted as sins.
Kad se stane suditi, neka izaðe kriv, i molitva njegova neka bude grijeh.
8 May his life be short; let someone else take over his position.
Neka budu dani njegovi kratki, i vlast njegovu neka dobije drugi.
9 May his children be left fatherless, and his wife become a widow.
Djeca njegova nek budu sirote, i žena njegova udovica.
10 May his children be homeless, wandering beggars, driven from their ruined houses.
Djeca njegova nek se potucaju i prose, i neka traže hljeba izvan svojih pustolina.
11 May creditors seize all that he owns; may strangers take all that he worked for.
Neka mu uzme dužnik sve što ima, i neka razgrabe tuðini muku njegovu.
12 May no one be kind to him; may no one take pity on his fatherless children.
Nek se ne naðe niko ko bi ga ljubio, ni ko bi se smilovao na sirote njegove.
13 May his descendants die; may his family name be wiped out in the next generation.
Natražje njegovo nek se zatre, u drugom koljenu neka pogine ime njihovo.
14 May the Lord be reminded of the sins of his fathers; may his mother's sins not be blotted out.
Bezakonje starijeh njegovijeh nek se spomene u Gospoda, i grijeh matere njegove nek se ne izbriše.
15 May their sins be constantly before the Lord; may his name be totally forgotten by people.
Neka budu svagda pred Gospodom, i on neka istrijebi spomen njihov na zemlji;
16 For he didn't think to be kind to others, instead he harassed and killed the poor, the needy, the brokenhearted.
Zato što se nije sjeæao èiniti milost, nego je gonio èovjeka ništega i ubogoga, i tužnome u srcu tražio smrt.
17 He loved to put a curse on others—let it come back on him. He had no time for blessings—so may he never receive any.
Ljubio je kletvu, neka ga i stigne; nije mario za blagoslov, neka i otide od njega.
18 He cursed as often as he got dressed. May his curses go into him like the water he drinks, like the olive oil he rubs on his skin that enters his bones.
Nek se obuèe u kletvu kao u haljinu, i ona nek uðe u njega kao voda, i kao ulje u kosti njegove.
19 May his curses stick to him like clothing, may they be pulled tight around him like a belt.”
Nek mu ona bude kao haljina, u koju se oblaèi, i kao pojas, kojim se svagda paše.
20 May all this be the punishment of the Lord on my enemies, on those who speak evil of me.
Taka plata nek bude od Gospoda onima koji me nenavide, i koji govore zlo na dušu moju.
21 But treat me well, Lord God, because of your own reputation. Save me because you are faithful and good.
A meni, Gospode, Gospode, uèini što prilièi imenu tvojemu. Ti si dobar, milošæu svojom izbavi me.
22 For I am poor and needy, and my heart is breaking.
Jer sam nevoljan i ništ, i srce je moje ranjeno u meni.
23 I am fading away like an evening shadow; I am like a locust that is shaken off.
Nestaje me kao sjena, kad se odmièe; tjeraju me kao skakavce.
24 I am so weak from lack of food that my legs give way; my body is just skin and bones.
Koljena moja iznemogoše od posta, i tijelo moje omrša.
25 People ridicule me—they look at me and shake their heads!
Postadoh potsmijeh njima; videæi me mašu glavom svojom.
26 Help me, Lord my God; save me because of your trustworthy love.
Pomozi mi, Gospode, Bože moj, spasi me po milosti svojoj.
27 May they recognize that this is what you are doing—that you are the one who saves me.
Neka poznadu da je ovo tvoja ruka, i ti, Gospode, da si ovo uèinio.
28 When they curse me, you will bless me. When they attack me, you will defeat them. And I, your servant, will be happy.
Oni kunu, a ti blagoslovi; ustaju, ali nek se postide, i sluga se tvoj obraduje.
29 May those who accuse me be clothed with disgrace; may they cover themselves with a cloak of shame.
Nek se protivnici moji obuku u sramotu, i kao haljinom nek se pokriju stidom svojim.
30 But I will keep on thanking the Lord, praising him to everyone around me.
Hvaliæu Gospoda veoma ustima svojima, i usred mnogih slaviæu ga,
31 For he takes a stand to defend the needy, to save them from those who condemn them.
Jer stoji s desne strane ubogome, da bi ga spasao od onijeh koji osuðuju dušu njegovu.
