< Psalmi 140 >

1 Načelniku godbe, psalm Davidov. Reši me, Gospod, hudobnih ljudî; mož presilovitih brani me,
For the chief musician. A psalm of David. Yahweh, rescue me from the wicked; preserve me from violent men.
2 Kateri mislijo hudo v srci; vsak dan se shajajo – na vojsko.
They plan evil in their hearts; they cause battles every day.
3 Brusijo jezik svoj, podoben kačjemu; strup gadji je pod njih ustnami.
Their tongues wound like serpents; vipers' poison is on their lips. (Selah)
4 Reši me, Gospod, rok krivičnih, mož presilovitih brani me, ki mislijo izpodbiti mi noge.
Keep me from the hands of the wicked, Yahweh; preserve me from violent men who plan to knock me over.
5 Skrivali so mi prevzetniki zanko in vrvi; razgrinjali mi mrežo poleg pota.
The proud have set a trap for me; they have spread a net; they have set a snare for me. (Selah)
6 Rekel sem Gospodu; Bog mogočni si moj; čuj, Gospod, molitev mojih glas.
I said to Yahweh, “You are my God; listen to my cries for mercy.”
7 Gospod, Bog, moč blaginje moje; glavo si mojo pokril o boja času.
Yahweh, my Lord, you are powerfully able to save me; you shield my head in the day of battle.
8 Ne dopústi, Gospod, kar želi krivični; pregrešne misli njegove ne pospešuj; povzdigovali bi se presilno.
Yahweh, do not grant the desires of the wicked; do not let their plots succeed. (Selah)
9 Glave njih, ki me obdajajo, – ustnic njih nadloga naj jih pokrije.
Those who surround me raise their heads; let the mischief of their own lips cover them.
10 Žarjavica pridi nadnje; v ogenj naj jih vrže, v jame, da ne vstanejo.
Let burning coals fall on them; throw them into the fire, into bottomless pits, never more to rise.
11 Mož prokleti ne utrdi se na zemlji; mož silovitosti, njega naj udari pogin.
May men of tongues not be made secure on the earth; may evil hunt down the violent man to strike him dead.
12 Vem, da bode Gospod pravdo vodil siromaku, pravico potrebnim.
I know that Yahweh will judge in favor of the afflicted, and that he will give justice to the needy.
13 Dà, pravični bodo slavili ime tvoje; pošteni sedeli pred tvojim obličjem.
Surely the righteous people will give thanks to your name; the upright people will live in your presence.

< Psalmi 140 >