Psalms 57
1 To the chief Musician, Altaschith, Michtam of David, when he fled from Saul in the cave. Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me: for my soul trusteth in thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I make my refuge, until these calamities are past by.
Bodi mi usmiljen, oh Bog, bodi mi usmiljen, kajti moja duša zaupa vate. Da, v senci tvojih peruti si bom pripravil svoje zatočišče, dokler te katastrofe ne bodo minile.
2 I will cry to God most high; to God that performeth all things for me.
Klical bom k Bogu najvišjemu, k Bogu, ki zame opravlja vse stvari.
3 He shall send from heaven, and save me from the reproach of him that would swallow me up. (Selah) God shall send forth his mercy and his truth.
Poslal bo z neba in me rešil pred grajo tistega, ki me hoče požreti. (Sela) Bog bo poslal svoje usmiljenje in svojo resnico.
4 My soul is among lions: and I lie even among them that are set on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
Moja duša je med levi in ležim celó med tistimi, ki so vneti z ognjem, celó človeškimi sinovi, katerih zobje so sulice in puščice ter njihov jezik oster meč.
5 Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens; let thy glory be above all the earth.
Bodi povišan, oh Bog, nad nebo, naj bo tvoja slava nad vso zemljo.
6 They have prepared a net for my steps; my soul is bowed down: they have dug a pit before me, into the midst of which they have fallen themselves. (Selah)
Pripravili so mrežo za moje korake, moja duša je sklonjena. Zame so pred menoj izkopali jamo in v katere sredo so sami padli. (Sela)
7 My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed: I will sing and give praise.
Moje srce je trdno, oh Bog, moje srce je trdno. Prepeval bom in dajal hvalo.
8 Awake, my glory; awake, psaltery and harp: I myself will awake early.
Zbudi se kvišku, moja slava, zbudita se plunka in harfa. Jaz sam se bom prebudil zgodaj.
9 I will praise thee, O Lord, among the people: I will sing to thee among the nations.
Hvalil te bom, oh Gospod, med ljudstvom, prepeval ti bom med narodi.
10 For thy mercy is great to the heavens, and thy truth to the clouds.
Kajti tvoje usmiljenje je veliko do neba in tvoja resnica do oblakov.
11 Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens: let thy glory be above all the earth.
Bodi povišan, oh Bog, nad nebo. Naj bo tvoja slava nad vso zemljo.
