Psalms 142

1 A contemplation by David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer. I cry with my voice to the LORD. With my voice, I ask the LORD for mercy.

S svojim glasom sem klical h Gospodu, s svojim glasom sem storil svojo ponižno prošnjo h Gospodu.

2 I pour out my complaint before him. I tell him my troubles.

Svojo pritožbo sem izlil pred njim, pred njim sem pokazal svojo stisko.

3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, you knew my route. On the path in which I walk, they have hidden a snare for me.

Ko je bil moj duh znotraj mene nadvladan, tedaj ti poznaš mojo pot. Na stezi, po kateri sem hodil, so zame na skrivnem postavili zanko.

4 Look on my right, and see; for there is no one who is concerned for me. Refuge has fled from me. No one cares for my soul.

Pogledal sem na svojo desnico in zagledal, toda ni bilo človeka, ki bi me poznal. Zatočišče se mi je izneverilo, noben človek ni skrbel za mojo dušo.

5 I cried to you, LORD. I said, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”

Klical sem k tebi, oh Gospod. Rekel sem: »Ti si moje zatočišče in moj delež v deželi živih.«

6 Listen to my cry, for I am in desperate need. Deliver me from my persecutors, for they are too strong for me.

Prisluhni mojemu joku, kajti zelo sem ponižan. Osvobodi me pred mojimi preganjalci, kajti močnejši so od mene.

7 Bring my soul out of prison, that I may give thanks to your name. The righteous will surround me, for you will be good to me.

Privedi mojo dušo iz ječe, da bom lahko hvalil tvoje ime. Pravični me bodo obdali, kajti radodarno boš postopal z menoj.