Psalms 17
1 A Prayer. Of David. Let my cause come to your ears, O Lord, give attention to my cry; give ear to my prayer which goes not out from false lips.
Dāvida lūgšana. Kungs, ņem vērā taisnību, klausies uz manu brēkšanu, griez savas ausis uz manu lūgšanu, kas nenāk no viltīgām lūpām.
2 Be my judge; for your eyes see what is right.
No tava vaiga lai nāk mana tiesa; tavas acis skatās uz to, kas ir taisnība.
3 You have put my heart to the test, searching me in the night; you have put me to the test and seen no evil purpose in me; I will keep my mouth from sin.
Tu pārbaudi manu sirdi, Tu piemeklē to naktīs, Tu mani esi kausējis un nekā neatradis; es esmu apņēmies, ka manai mutei nebūs pārkāpt.
4 As for the works of men, by the word of your lips I have kept myself from the ways of the violent.
Pie cilvēku darbiem es sargos caur Tavas mutes vārdu no pārkāpēja pēdām.
5 I have kept my feet in your ways, my steps have not been turned away.
Uzturi manu gājienu uz Taviem ceļiem, ka mani soļi nešaubās.
6 My cry has gone up to you, for you will give me an answer, O God: let your ear be turned to me, and give attention to my words.
Es Tevi piesaucu, jo Tu mani paklausi, ak Dievs! Griez' Savu ausi pie manis, klausi manu valodu.
7 Make clear the wonder of your mercy, O saviour of those who put their faith in your right hand, from those who come out against them.
Parādi brīnišķi Savu žēlastību, Tu, kas glābi no pretiniekiem tos, kas tvērās pie Tavas labās rokas.
8 Keep me as the light of your eyes, covering me with the shade of your wings,
Pasargi mani kā acs raugu acī, apslēp mani savu spārnu pavēnī
9 From the evil-doers who are violent to me, and from those who are round me, desiring my death.
No bezdievīgo vaiga, kas mani posta, no maniem nikniem ienaidniekiem, kas ap mani apmetās.
10 They are shut up in their fat: with their mouths they say words of pride.
Savu cieto sirdi tie aizslēguši, ar savu muti tie runā lepni.
11 They have made a circle round our steps: their eyes are fixed on us, forcing us down to the earth;
Tie nu ir visapkārt ap mums mūsu ceļos, ar savām acīm tie glūn, mūs gāzt pie zemes.
12 Like a lion desiring its food, and like a young lion waiting in secret places.
Viņa ģīmis ir kā lauva, kas tīko saplosīt, un kā jauns lauva, kas sēž paslēpies.
13 Up! Lord, come out against him, make him low, with your sword be my saviour from the evil-doer.
Celies, Kungs, steidzies viņam pretī, nogāz viņu, izglāb ar Savu zobenu manu dvēseli no bezdievīgā,
14 With your hand, O Lord, from men, even men of the world, whose heritage is in this life, and whom you make full with your secret wealth: they are full of children; after their death their offspring take the rest of their goods.
No tiem ļaudīm ar Savu roku, ak Kungs! no šās pasaules ļaudīm, kam sava tiesa ir šai dzīvībā, kam vēderu Tu pildi ar Savu mantu, kam dēlu papilnam, un kas savu mantu atstāj saviem bērniem.
15 As for me, I will see your face in righteousness: when I am awake it will be joy enough for me to see your form.
Bet es skatīšu Tavu vaigu iekš taisnības, uzmodies mielošos no Tava ģīmja.
