Psalms 17
1 The prayer of Dauid. Heare the right, O Lord, consider my crye: hearken vnto my prayer of lips vnfained.
Dāvida lūgšana. Kungs, ņem vērā taisnību, klausies uz manu brēkšanu, griez savas ausis uz manu lūgšanu, kas nenāk no viltīgām lūpām.
2 Let my sentence come forth from thy presence, and let thine eyes beholde equitie.
No tava vaiga lai nāk mana tiesa; tavas acis skatās uz to, kas ir taisnība.
3 Thou hast prooued and visited mine heart in the night: thou hast tryed me, and foundest nothing: for I was purposed that my mouth should not offend.
Tu pārbaudi manu sirdi, Tu piemeklē to naktīs, Tu mani esi kausējis un nekā neatradis; es esmu apņēmies, ka manai mutei nebūs pārkāpt.
4 Concerning the workes of men, by the wordes of thy lips I kept mee from the paths of the cruell man.
Pie cilvēku darbiem es sargos caur Tavas mutes vārdu no pārkāpēja pēdām.
5 Stay my steps in thy paths, that my feete doe not slide.
Uzturi manu gājienu uz Taviem ceļiem, ka mani soļi nešaubās.
6 I haue called vpon thee: surely thou wilt heare me, O God: incline thine eare to me, and hearken vnto my wordes.
Es Tevi piesaucu, jo Tu mani paklausi, ak Dievs! Griez' Savu ausi pie manis, klausi manu valodu.
7 Shewe thy marueilous mercies, thou that art the Sauiour of them that trust in thee, from such as resist thy right hand.
Parādi brīnišķi Savu žēlastību, Tu, kas glābi no pretiniekiem tos, kas tvērās pie Tavas labās rokas.
8 Keepe me as the apple of the eye: hide me vnder the shadowe of thy wings,
Pasargi mani kā acs raugu acī, apslēp mani savu spārnu pavēnī
9 From the wicked that oppresse mee, from mine enemies, which compasse me round about for my soule.
No bezdievīgo vaiga, kas mani posta, no maniem nikniem ienaidniekiem, kas ap mani apmetās.
10 They are inclosed in their owne fat, and they haue spoken proudely with their mouth.
Savu cieto sirdi tie aizslēguši, ar savu muti tie runā lepni.
11 They haue compassed vs now in our steps: they haue set their eyes to bring downe to the ground:
Tie nu ir visapkārt ap mums mūsu ceļos, ar savām acīm tie glūn, mūs gāzt pie zemes.
12 Like as a lyon that is greedy of pray, and as it were a lyons whelp lurking in secret places.
Viņa ģīmis ir kā lauva, kas tīko saplosīt, un kā jauns lauva, kas sēž paslēpies.
13 Vp Lord, disappoint him: cast him downe: deliuer my soule from the wicked with thy sworde,
Celies, Kungs, steidzies viņam pretī, nogāz viņu, izglāb ar Savu zobenu manu dvēseli no bezdievīgā,
14 From men by thine hand, O Lord, from men of the world, who haue their portion in this life, whose bellies thou fillest with thine hid treasure: their children haue ynough, and leaue the rest of their substance for their children.
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 But I will beholde thy face in righteousnes, and when I awake, I shalbe satisfied with thine image.
Bet es skatīšu Tavu vaigu iekš taisnības, uzmodies mielošos no Tava ģīmja.
