Psalms 56

1 For the Chief Musician. To the tune of “Silent Dove in Distant Lands.” A poem by David, when the Philistines seized him in Gath. Be merciful to me, God, for man wants to swallow me up. All day long, he attacks and oppresses me.

Načelniku godbe, o duši, ki silo trpi od tujcev krdela, odlična pesem Davidova, ko so ga prijeli Filistejci v Gatu. Milosten mi bodi, Bog, ker rohneč me preganja človek, ves dan me stiska oblegovatelj.

2 My enemies want to swallow me up all day long, for they are many who fight proudly against me.

Rohné zalezovalci moji vés dan, ker mnogo jih je; z višave naj mi pomagajo borilci.

3 When I am afraid, I will put my trust in you.

Ko se bodem bal, zaupal bodem v tebe.

4 In God, I praise his word. In God, I put my trust. I will not be afraid. What can flesh do to me?

V Bogu bodem hvalil besedo njegovo; v Boga bodem zaupal, ne bodem se bal: Kaj naj bi mi storilo meso?

5 All day long they twist my words. All their thoughts are against me for evil.

Ves dan žalijo mojo stvar; zoper mene merijo vse njih misli v hudo.

6 They conspire and lurk, watching my steps. They are eager to take my life.

Zbirajo, skrivajo se oni; na moj sled prežé, kakor ki iščejo življenje moje.

7 Shall they escape by iniquity? In anger cast down the peoples, God.

Poleg krivičnosti jim stóri, v jezi pahni ljudstva, Bog.

8 You count my wanderings. You put my tears into your container. Aren’t they in your book?

Ti imaš sešteto tavanje moje; v meh svoj deni vsako solzo mojo, ali bi jih ne imel seštetih?

9 Then my enemies shall turn back in the day that I call. I know this: that God is for me.

Tedaj se povrnejo sovražniki moji nazaj; tisti dan, ko bodem vpil: To vém, da mi bode Bog na strani.

10 In God, I will praise his word. In the LORD, I will praise his word.

V Bogu bodem hvalil besedo, v Gospodu hvalil besedo.

11 I have put my trust in God. I will not be afraid. What can man do to me?

V Boga zaupam, ne bodem se bal; kaj bi mi storil človek?

12 Your vows are on me, God. I will give thank offerings to you.

Z menoj bodejo, o Bog, obljube tvoje; zahvaljeval se bodem tebi.

13 For you have delivered my soul from death, and prevented my feet from falling, that I may walk before God in the light of the living.

Ker dušo mojo otimaš smrti; ali bi ne rešil nóg mojih padca? da neprestano hodim pred Bogom v tega življenja luči.