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.”

To the Overseer, to Jeduthun. — A Psalm of David. I have said, 'I observe my ways, Against sinning with my tongue, I keep for my mouth a curb, while the wicked [is] before me.'

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

I was dumb [with] silence, I kept silent from good, and my pain is excited.

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

Hot [is] my heart within me, In my meditating doth the fire burn, I have spoken with my tongue.

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

'Cause me to know, O Jehovah, mine end, And the measure of my days — what it [is],' I know how frail I [am].

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

Lo, handbreadths Thou hast made my days, And mine age [is] as nothing before Thee, Only, all vanity [is] every man set up. (Selah)

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

Only, in an image doth each walk habitually, Only, [in] vain, they are disquieted, He heapeth up and knoweth not who gathereth them.

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

And, now, what have I expected? O Lord, my hope — it [is] of Thee.

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

From all my transgressions deliver me, A reproach of the fool make me not.

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

I have been dumb, I open not my mouth, Because Thou — Thou hast done [it].

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

Turn aside from off me Thy stroke, From the striving of Thy hand I have been consumed.

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

With reproofs against iniquity, Thou hast corrected man, And dost waste as a moth his desirableness, Only, vanity [is] every man. (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 [to] my cry give ear, Unto my tear be not silent, For a sojourner I [am] with Thee, A settler like all my fathers.

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

Look from me, and I brighten up before I go and am not!