Psalms 142

1 Maschil. Of David. A prayer when he was in the hole of the rock. The sound of my cry went up to the Lord; with my voice I made my prayer for grace to the Lord.

Glasom svojim ka Gospodu vièem, glasom svojim Gospodu se molim.

2 I put all my sorrows before him; and made clear to him all my trouble.

Izlivam pred njim moljenje svoje, tugu svoju pred njim kazujem,

3 When my spirit is overcome, your eyes are on my goings; nets have been secretly placed in the way in which I go.

Kad iznemogne u meni duh moj. Ti znaš stazu moju. Na putu, kojim hodim, sakriše mi zamku.

4 Looking to my right side, I saw no man who was my friend: I had no safe place; no one had any care for my soul.

Pogledam nadesno, i vidim da me niko ne zna; nestade mi utoèišta, niko ne mari za dušu moju.

5 I have made my cry to you, O Lord; I have said, You are my safe place, and my heritage in the land of the living.

Vièem k tebi, Gospode; velim: ti si utoèište moje, dio moj na zemlji živijeh.

6 Give ear to my cry, for I am made very low: take me out of the hands of my haters, for they are stronger than I.

Èuj tužnjavu moju; jer se muèim veoma. Izbavi me od onijeh koji me gone, jer su jaèi od mene.

7 Take my soul out of prison, so that I may give praise to your name: the upright will give praise because of me; for you have given me a full reward.

Izvedi iz tamnice dušu moju, da slavim ime tvoje. Oko mene æe se skupiti pravednici, kad mi uèiniš dobro.