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.”

For the Chief Musician, for Jeduthun. A Psalm of David. 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 is before me.

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

I was dumb 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] spake I 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 mine 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 hast made my days [as] handbreadths; And my life-time is as nothing before thee: Surely every man at his best estate 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 walketh in a vain show; Surely they are disquieted in vain: He heapeth up [riches], and knoweth not who shall gather them.

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

And now, Lord, what wait I 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 dumb, I opened not my mouth; Because thou didst 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 with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity, Thou makest his beauty to consume away 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 unto my cry; Hold not thy peace 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!

Oh spare me, that I may recover strength, Before I go hence, and be no more.