Psalmi 39

1 Zborovođi. Jedutunu. Psalam. Davidov. Odlučio sam: “Čuvat ću put svoj da ne zgriješim jezikom; usta ću svoja zauzdati dokle god preda mnom bude bezbožnik.”

I said, I will take heed to my ways, that I sin not with my tongue. I will keep my mouth with a bridle while the wicked man is before me.

2 Zamukoh, zanijemjeh, glasa ne puštah, ali uzalud - bol mi postade gorča.

I was mute with silence. I held my peace, even from good, and my sorrow was stirred.

3 U meni srce je gorjelo, na samu pomisao buknuo bi oganj; tad progovorih svojim jezikom:

My heart was hot within me. While I was musing the fire burned. Then I spoke with my tongue:

4 “Objavi mi, Jahve, moj svršetak i kolika je mjera mojih dana, da znam kako sam ništavan.

Jehovah, make me to know my end, and the measure of my days, what it is. Let me know how frail I am.

5 Evo, pedljem si mi dane izmjerio, život moj je kao ništa pred tobom: tek dašak je svaki čovjek.

Behold, thou have made my days as handbreadths, and my life-time is as nothing before thee. Surely every man at his best condition is altogether vanity. (Selah)

6 Poput sjene čovjek prolazi tek dašak je sve bogatstvo njegovo: zgrće, a ne zna tko će ga pokupiti.”

Surely every man walks in a shadow. Surely they are disquieted in vain. He heaps up, and knows not who shall gather them.

7 A sada, čemu da se nadam, Gospode? Sva je nada moja u tebi!

And now, Lord, what do I wait for? My hope is in thee.

8 Izbavi me svih mojih bezakonja, ne daj da ruglo budem luđaku!

Deliver me from all my transgressions. Make me not the reproach of the foolish.

9 Šutim i usta ne otvaram, jer tako si ti učinio.

I was mute. I opened not my mouth, because thou did it.

10 Bič svoj otkloni od mene, jer izdišem pod težinom ruke tvoje.

Remove thy stroke away from me. I am consumed by the blow of thy hand.

11 Ti kaznama popravljaš čovjeka i sve mu najdraže kao moljac rastačeš: tek dašak je svaki čovjek.

When thou have corrected man with rebukes for iniquity, thou make his beauty to disintegrate like a moth. Surely every man is vanity. (Selah)

12 Čuj, o Jahve, molitvu moju, vapaje mi poslušaj, na suze se moje ne ogluši! Jer u tebe ja sam došljak, pridošlica kao svi oci moji.

Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, and give ear to my cry. Keep not silent at my tears, for I am a stranger with thee, a sojourner, as all my fathers were.

13 Odvrati pogled od mene, da odahnem prije nego odem i više ne budem!

O spare me, that I may recover strength before I go from here, and be no more.