Psalms 74
1 An instruction: of Asaph. Why, O God, hast thou cast off for ever? [why] doth thine anger smoke against the sheep of thy pasture?
Oh Bog, zakaj nas zavračaš za vedno? Zakaj se tvoja jeza kadi proti ovcam tvoje paše?
2 Remember thine assembly, which thou hast purchased of old, which thou hast redeemed [to be] the portion of thine inheritance, this mount Zion, wherein thou hast dwelt.
Spomni se svoje skupnosti, ki si jo odkupil od davnine, palico svoje dediščine, ki si jo odkupil, to goro Sion, kjer prebivaš.
3 Lift up thy steps unto the perpetual desolations: everything in the sanctuary hath the enemy destroyed.
Dvigni svoja stopala k neprestanim opustošenjem, celó vsemu kar je sovražnik zlobnega storil v svetišču.
4 Thine adversaries roar in the midst of thy place of assembly; they set up their signs [for] signs.
Tvoji sovražniki rjovijo v sredi tvojih skupnosti, svoje zastave so postavili za znamenja.
5 [A man] was known as he could lift up axes in the thicket of trees;
Človek je bil slaven, če je nad debela drevesa dvigoval sekire.
6 And now they break down its carved work altogether, with hatchets and hammers.
Toda sedaj so s sekirami in kladivi takoj zlomili rezljano delo le-tega.
7 They have set on fire thy sanctuary, they have profaned the habitation of thy name to the ground.
Ogenj so vrgli v tvoje svetišče, s podrtjem do tal so omadeževali bivališče tvojega imena.
8 They said in their heart, Let us destroy them together: they have burned up all God's places of assembly in the land.
V svojih srcih so rekli: »Skupaj jih uničimo.« V deželi so požgali vse Božje sinagoge.
9 We see not our signs; there is no more any prophet, neither is there among us any that knoweth how long.
Ne vidimo svojih znamenj. Nobenega preroka ni več niti tukaj med nami ni nobenega, ki ve doklej.
10 How long, O God, shall the adversary reproach? Shall the enemy contemn thy name for ever?
Oh Bog, doklej bo nasprotnik grajal? Mar bo sovražnik na veke preklinjal tvoje ime?
11 Why withdrawest thou thy hand, and thy right hand? [pluck it] out of thy bosom: consume [them].
Zakaj umikaš svojo roko, celó svojo desnico? Iztrgaj jo iz svojega naročja.
12 But God is my king of old, accomplishing deliverances in the midst of the earth.
Kajti Bog je moj Kralj od davnine, ki dela rešitev duš v sredi zemlje.
13 Thou didst divide the sea by thy strength; thou didst break the heads of the monsters on the waters:
S svojo močjo si razdelil morje. Razbijaš glave zmajem v vodah.
14 Thou didst break in pieces the heads of leviathan, thou gavest him to be meat to those that people the desert.
Razbijaš glave leviatána na koščke in ga daješ, da postane hrana ljudstvu, ki prebiva v divjini.
15 Thou didst cleave fountain and torrent, thou driedst up ever-flowing rivers.
Združil si studenec in morje, osušuješ mogočne reke.
16 The day is thine, the night also is thine; thou hast prepared the moon and the sun:
Dan je tvoj, tudi noč je tvoja, pripravil si svetlobo in sonce.
17 Thou hast set all the borders of the earth; summer and winter — thou didst form them.
Določil si vse meje zemlje. Naredil si poletje in zimo.
18 Remember this, that an enemy hath reproached Jehovah, and a foolish people have contemned thy name.
Spomni se, da je sovražnik grajal, oh Gospod in da je nespametno ljudstvo izrekalo bogokletje proti tvojemu imenu.
19 Give not up the soul of thy turtle-dove unto the wild beast; forget not the troop of thine afflicted for ever.
Oh ne izročaj duše svoje grlice množici zlobnih. Ne pozabi skupnosti svojih ubogih na veke.
20 Have respect unto the covenant; for the dark places of the earth are full of the dwellings of violence.
Ozri se k zavezi, kajti temni kraji zemlje so polni prebivališč krutosti.
21 Oh let not the oppressed one return ashamed; let the afflicted and needy praise thy name.
Oh naj se zatirani ne vrne osramočen. Naj ubog in pomoči potreben hvalita tvoje ime.
22 Rise up, O God, plead thine own cause: remember how the foolish man reproacheth thee all the day;
Vstani, oh Bog, zagovarjaj svojo lastno pravdo. Spomni se, kako te nespameten človek dnevno graja.
23 Forget not the voice of thine adversaries: the tumult of those that rise up against thee ascendeth continually.
Ne pozabi glasu svojih sovražnikov. Hrup teh, ki vstajajo zoper tebe, se nenehno povečuje.
