< Psalmi 83 >

1 Pjesma. Psalam. Asafov. Ne šuti, Jahve, ne budi nijem i nemoj mirovati, Bože!
A Song, a Melody of Asaph. O God, Do not keep quiet, Do not hold thy peace, Neither be thou still, O GOD!
2 Jer evo: dušmani tvoji buče, i mrzitelji tvoji glave podižu.
For lo! thine enemies, are tumultuous, And, they who hate thee, have lifted up the head;
3 Protiv naroda se tvoga rote i svjetuju se protiv štićenika tvojih.
Against thy people, they craftily devise a secret plot, And conspire against thy treasured ones.
4 Govore: “Dođite, zatrimo ih da ne budu narod, nek' se ime Izrael više ne spominje!”
They have said—Come, and let us wipe them out from being a nation, That the name of Israel may be remembered no more.
5 Zaista, jednodušno se svjetuju i protiv tebe savez sklopiše:
For they have taken counsel with one heart, Against thee—a covenant, would they solemnize—
6 šatori edomski i Jišmaelci, Moapci i Hagrijci,
The tents of Edom, and the Ishmaelites, of Moab and the Hagarenes;
7 Gebal i Amon i Amalek, Filisteja sa stanovnicima Tira.
Gebal and Ammon, and Amalek, The Philistines, with the dwellers in Tyre;
8 I Asirci se s njima udružiše, pružiše ruke potomcima Lotovim.
Even Assyria hath joined herself with them, They have become an arm to the sons of Lot. (Selah)
9 Učini njima k'o Midjancima, k'o Siseri i Jabinu na potoku Kišonu:
Make them like Midian, like Sisera, like Jabin, by the torrent of Kishon;
10 koji padoše blizu En-Dora i postaše gnojivo njivi.
They perished at En-dor, They become manure for the soil!
11 K'o Oreb i Zeb neka budu knezovi njihovi, kao Zebah i Salmuna nek' budu sve vođe njihove
Make them—their nobles—like Oreb and like Zeeb, And, like Zebah and like Zalmunna, all their princes:
12 koji jednodušno vikahu: “Osvojimo krajeve Božje!”
Who said—Let us take a possession for ourselves, The pastures of God!
13 Daj, o Bože, da budu kao kovitlac, kao pljeva koju nosi vjetar.
O my God, make them, As whirling [dust], As chaff before a wind;
14 Kao što oganj proždire šumu, kao što plamen sažiže bregove,
As a fire burneth a forest, —And as a flame setteth mountains ablaze,
15 tako ih goni olujom svojom, prestravi ih svojom žestinom!
So, wilt thou pursue them with thy tempest, —And, with thy storm-wind, wilt terrify them:
16 Pokrij im lice sramotom, da traže tvoje ime, Jahve!
Fill thou their faces with dishonour, That men may seek thy Name, O Yahweh;
17 Neka se stide i plaše navijek, neka se posrame i neka izginu!
Let them turn pale, and be terrified to futurity, Yea let them blush, and perish:
18 Nek' znaju: ti si komu je ime Jahve, jedini Višnji nada svom zemljom.
That men may know that, thou, Whose Name alone is Yahweh, Art Most High over all the earth.

< Psalmi 83 >