Psalmi 5
1 Zborovođi. Uz frule. Psalam. Davidov. Čuj, o Jahve, riječi moje, jecaje moje razaberi!
To the ouercomere on the eritagis, the song of Dauid. Lord, perseyue thou my wordis with eeris; vndurstonde thou my cry.
2 Osvrni se na glas mog prizivanja, o Kralju moj i Bože moj, jer tebe vruće zazivam!
Mi kyng, and my God; yyue thou tent to the vois of my preier.
3 Jahve, zorom glas mi već čuješ, zorom ti već lijem molitve u nadi čekajuć'.
For, Lord, Y schal preie to thee; here thou eerly my vois.
4 Jer ti nisi Bog kom je nepravda mila: zlobniku nema boravka s tobom,
Eerli Y schal stonde nyy thee, and Y schal se; for thou art God not willynge wickidnesse.
5 opaki ne mogu opstati pred tvojim pogledom. Mrziš sve što čine bezakonje
Nethir an yuel willid man schal dwelle bisidis thee; nethir vniust men schulen dwelle bifor thin iyen.
6 i uništavaš lažljivce. Varalica i krvopija Jahvi se gadi.
Thou hatist alle that worchen wickidnesse; thou schalt leese alle that speken leesyng. The Lord schal holde abhomynable a manquellere, and gileful man.
7 Po velikoj dobroti tvojoj unići ću u Dom tvoj; past ću ničice pred svetim Domom tvojim, Jahve, prepun poštovanja.
But, Lord, in the multitude of thi merci Y schal entre in to thin hows; Y schal worschipe to thin hooli temple in thi drede.
8 U svojoj me pravdi vodi poradi mojih dušmana, svoj put mi poravnaj pred očima.
Lord, lede thou forth me in thi riytfulnesse for myn enemyes; dresse thou my weie in thi siyt.
9 U njihovim ustima iskrenosti nema, srce im je puno zloće; grlo im je grob otvoren, a jezikom laskaju.
For whi treuthe is not in her mouth; her herte is veyn.
10 Kazni ih, o Bože! Nek' propadnu oni i osnove njine, otjeraj ih zbog mnogih nedjela njihovih; tÓa oni se digoše na tebe.
Her throte is an opyn sepulcre, thei diden gilefuli with her tungis; God, deme thou hem. Falle thei doun fro her thouytis, vp the multitude of her wickidnessis caste thou hem doun; for, Lord, thei han terrid thee to ire.
11 Nek' se raduju svi što se utječu tebi, neka kliču sve dovijeka! Štiti ih i nek se vesele u tebi koji ljube ime tvoje,
And alle that hopen in thee, be glad; thei schulen make fulli ioye with outen ende, and thou schalt dwelle in hem. And alle that louen thi name schulen haue glorie in thee;
12 jer pravednika, Jahve, ti blagoslivljaš, dobrotom ga svojom k'o štitom zaklanjaš.
for thou schalt blesse a iust man. Lord, thou hast corouned vs, as with the scheeld of thi good wille.
