Psalms 57
1 For the end. Destroy not: by David, for a memorial, when he fled from the presence of Saul to the cave. Have mercy, upon me, O God, have mercy upon me: for my soul has trusted in you: and in the shadow of your wings will I hope, until the iniquity have passed away.
Smiluj se na me, Bože, smiluj se na me; jer se u tebe uzda duša moja, i pod sjen krila tvojih sklanjam se dok ne proðu nevolje.
2 I will cry to God most high; the God who has benefited me. (Pause)
Prizivam Boga višnjega, Boga, koji mi dobro èini;
3 He sent from heaven and saved me; he gave to reproach them that trampled on me: God has sent forth his mercy and his truth;
Da pošlje s neba i saèuva me, da posrami onoga koji traži da me proždre; da pošlje Bog milost svoju i istinu svoju.
4 and he has delivered my soul from the midst of [lions']whelps: I lay down to sleep, [though] troubled. [As for] the sons of men, their teeth are arms and [missile] weapons, and their tongue a sharp sword.
Duša je moja meðu lavovima, ležim meðu onima koji dišu plamenom. Zubi su sinova ljudskih koplja i strijele, i njihov jezik maè oštar.
5 Be you exalted, O God, above the heavens; and your glory above all the earth.
Uzvisi se više nebesa, Bože, po svoj zemlji neka bude slava tvoja!
6 They have prepared snares for my feet, and have bowed down my soul: they have dug a pit before my face, and fallen into it [themselves]. (Pause)
Metnuše zamku nogama mojima, i stegoše dušu moju, iskopaše preda mnom jamu, i sami padoše u nju.
7 My heart, O God, [is] ready, my heart [is] ready: I will sing, yes will sing psalms.
Utvrdilo se srce moje, Bože, utvrdilo se srce moje; pjevaæu te i slaviæu.
8 Awake, my glory; awake, lute and harp: I will awake early.
Probudi se, slavo moja, probudi se, psaltire i gusle; ustaæu rano.
9 O Lord, I will give thanks to you among the nations: I will sing to you among the Gentiles.
Hvaliæu Gospoda po narodima, pjevaæu ti po plemenima.
10 For your mercy has been magnified even to the heavens, and your truth to the clouds.
Jer je velika do nebesa milost tvoja, i istina tvoja do oblaka.
11 Be you exalted, O God, above the heavens; and your glory above all the earth.
Uzvisi se više nebesa, Bože, po svoj zemlji neka bude slava tvoja!
