Psalmi 64

1 Zborovođi. Psalam. Davidov. Poslušaj, Bože, moje žalbe glas; od strašna dušmanina život mi čuvaj!

To the Chief Musician. A Melody of David. Hear, O God, my voice when I complain, From dread peril by the foe, wilt thou guard my life.

2 Štiti me od mnoštva opakih, sakrij od bjesnila zlotvora

Wilt thou hide me, From the conclave of evil-doers, From the crowd of workers of iniquity.

3 koji bruse jezike k'o mačeve, otrovne riječi izbacuju kao strijele,

Who have sharpened, like a sword, their tongue, Have made ready their arrow—a bitter word;

4 da iz potaje rane nedužna, da ga rane iznenada ne bojeć' se ničega.

To shoot, in secret places, at the blameless one, Suddenly they shoot at him, and fear not.

5 Spremni su na djelo pakosno, snuju kako će kradom zamke staviti i govore: “Tko će nas vidjeti?”

They strengthen for them a wicked word, They talk of hiding snares, They have said, Who can see them?

6 Snuju zlodjela, smišljene osnove kriju: pamet i srce čovječje bezdan su duboki.

They devise perverse things, They have completed the device well devised, Both the intent of each one, and the mind, are unsearchable.

7 No Bog ih ranjava strijelom, odjednom ih rane prekriju.

Once let God have shot at them an arrow, Suddenly have appeared their own wounds!

8 Vlastiti jezik propast im donosi, kimaju glavom oni što ih vide:

When they were to have ruined another, their tongue smote themselves, All who observe them take flight.

9 svi se boje, Božje djelo slave i misle o onom što on učini.

Therefore have all men feared, —And have told the doing of God, And, his work, have considered.

10 Pravednik se raduje u Jahvi, njemu se utječe, i kliču svim srcem čestiti.

The righteous man shall rejoice in Yahweh, and seek refuge in him, Then shall glory—all who are upright in heart.