Psalmi 57
1 Zborovođi. Po napjevu “Ne pogubi!” Davidov. Miktam. Kad je ispred Šaula pobjegao u pećinu. Smiluj mi se, Bože, o smiluj se meni jer mi se duša utječe tebi! U sjenu tvojih krila zaklanjam se dok pogibao ne mine.
To the chief Musician, Altaschith, Michtam of David, when he fled from Saul in the cave. Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me: for my soul trusteth in thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I make my refuge, until these calamities are past by.
2 Vapijem Bogu višnjemu, Bogu koji mi čini dobro.
I will cry to God most high; to God that performeth all things for me.
3 Nek' pošalje s nebesa i spasi me, nek' postidi one što me progone: neka Bog pošalje dobrotu svoju i vjernost!
He shall send from heaven, and save me from the reproach of him that would swallow me up. (Selah) God shall send forth his mercy and his truth.
4 Ležim usred lavova koji proždiru ljudske sinove. Zubi su im koplja i strijele, a jezik im mač je naoštren.
My soul is among lions: and I lie even among them that are set on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
5 Uzvisi se, Bože, nad nebesa, slava tvoja nek' je nad svom zemljom!
Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens; let thy glory be above all the earth.
6 Mrežu namjestiše stopama mojim, stisnuše dušu moju; iskopaše preda mnom jamu: sami nek' u nju padnu!
They have prepared a net for my steps; my soul is bowed down: they have dug a pit before me, into the midst of which they have fallen themselves. (Selah)
7 Postojano je srce moje, Bože, postojano je srce moje; pjevat ću i svirati.
My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed: I will sing and give praise.
8 Probudi se, dušo moja! Probudi se, harfo i citaro! Probudit ću zoru jutarnju.
Awake, my glory; awake, psaltery and harp: I myself will awake early.
9 Hvalit ću te, Gospode, među narodima, među pucima pjevat ću tebi:
I will praise thee, O Lord, among the people: I will sing to thee among the nations.
10 jer do neba je dobrota tvoja, do oblaka vjernost tvoja.
For thy mercy is great to the heavens, and thy truth to the clouds.
11 Uzvisi se, Bože, nad nebesa, slava tvoja nek' je nad svom zemljom!
Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens: let thy glory be above all the earth.
