Psalmi 17
1 Molitva. Davidova. Počuj, Jahve pravedni, i vapaj mi poslušaj, usliši molitvu iz usta iskrenih!
“A psalm of David.” Hear the righteous cause, O LORD! Attend to my cry; Give ear to my prayer from lips without deceit!
2 Od tebe nek' mi dođe presuda, tvoje oči vide što je pravo.
May my sentence come forth from thy presence; May thine eyes behold uprightness!
3 Istraži mi srce, pohodi noću, ognjem me iskušaj, al' u meni nećeš nać' bezakonja. Ne zgriješiše usta moja
Provest thou my heart, visitest thou me in the night, Triest thou me like gold, thou shalt find nothing!
4 kao što griješe ljudi: po riječima usta tvojih čuvah putove Zakona.
My thoughts do not vary from my lips. As to the deeds of men, Through the word of thy lips I have kept me from the paths of the destroyer.
5 Korak mi čvrsto prionu za tvoje staze, ne zasta mi noga na putima tvojim.
Support my steps in thy paths, That my feet may not slip!
6 Zazivam te, Bože, ti ćeš me uslišit': prikloni mi uho i čuj riječi moje.
I call upon thee, O God! for thou wilt hear me; Incline thine ear to me, and listen to my prayer!
7 Proslavi na meni dobrotu svoju, ti koji od dušmana izbavljaš one što se utječu desnici tvojoj.
Show forth thy loving-kindness, O thou that savest by thy right hand Them that seek refuge in thee from their adversaries!
8 Čuvaj me k'o zjenicu oka, sakrij me u sjenu krila svojih
Guard me as the apple of the eye; Hide me under the shadow of thy wings
9 od zlotvora što na me nasrću. Dušmani me bijesni opkoljuju,
From the wicked who assault me, From my deadly enemies who compass me about!
10 bešćutno srce zatvaraju i ustima zbore naduto,
They shut up their hard heart; With their mouth they speak haughtily.
11 Koraci njini sad me okružuju, smjeraju da me na zemlju obore;
They encompass us in all our steps; They fix their eyes upon us, that they may cast us on the ground.
12 slični lavu dok se, zinuv, na plijen obara i laviću što vreba u potaji.
They are like a lion, eager for his prey; Like a young lion, lurking in secret places.
13 Ustani, Jahve, presretni ga i obori, od grešnika mi život mačem spasi,
Arise, O LORD! disappoint them, cast them down! Deliver me from the wicked by thy sword,
14 a rukom od ljudi, Gospodine: od ljudi kojih je dio ovaj život, kojima želudac puniš dobrima; kojih su sinovi siti, a djeci daju što im pretekne.
From men, by thy hand, O LORD! from men of the world, Whose portion is in life; whom thou loadest with thy treasure; Whose children have enough, and leave their superfluity to their children.
15 A ja ću u pravdi gledati lice tvoje, i jednom kad se probudim, sit ću ga se nagledati.
But I through righteousness shall see thy face; I shall be satisfied with the revival of thy countenance.
