Psalms 57
1 For the Chief Musician. To the tune of “Do Not Destroy.” A poem by David, when he fled from Saul, in the cave. Be merciful to me, God, be merciful to me, for my soul takes refuge in you. Yes, in the shadow of your wings, I will take refuge, until disaster has passed.
Bodi mi usmiljen, oh Bog, bodi mi usmiljen, kajti moja duša zaupa vate. Da, v senci tvojih peruti si bom pripravil svoje zatočišče, dokler te katastrofe ne bodo minile.
2 I cry out to God Most High, to God who accomplishes my requests for me.
Klical bom k Bogu najvišjemu, k Bogu, ki zame opravlja vse stvari.
3 He will send from heaven, and save me, he rebukes the one who is pursuing me. (Selah) God will send out his loving kindness and his truth.
Poslal bo z neba in me rešil pred grajo tistega, ki me hoče požreti. (Sela) Bog bo poslal svoje usmiljenje in svojo resnico.
4 My soul is among lions. I lie among those who are set on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
Moja duša je med levi in ležim celó med tistimi, ki so vneti z ognjem, celó človeškimi sinovi, katerih zobje so sulice in puščice ter njihov jezik oster meč.
5 Be exalted, God, above the heavens! Let your glory be above all the earth!
Bodi povišan, oh Bog, nad nebo, naj bo tvoja slava nad vso zemljo.
6 They have prepared a net for my steps. My soul is bowed down. They dig a pit before me. They fall into the middle of it themselves. (Selah)
Pripravili so mrežo za moje korake, moja duša je sklonjena. Zame so pred menoj izkopali jamo in v katere sredo so sami padli. (Sela)
7 My heart is steadfast, God. My heart is steadfast. I will sing, yes, I will sing praises.
Moje srce je trdno, oh Bog, moje srce je trdno. Prepeval bom in dajal hvalo.
8 Wake up, my glory! Wake up, lute and harp! I will wake up the dawn.
Zbudi se kvišku, moja slava, zbudita se plunka in harfa. Jaz sam se bom prebudil zgodaj.
9 I will give thanks to you, Lord, among the peoples. I will sing praises to you among the nations.
Hvalil te bom, oh Gospod, med ljudstvom, prepeval ti bom med narodi.
10 For your great loving kindness reaches to the heavens, and your truth to the skies.
Kajti tvoje usmiljenje je veliko do neba in tvoja resnica do oblakov.
11 Be exalted, God, above the heavens. Let your glory be over all the earth.
Bodi povišan, oh Bog, nad nebo. Naj bo tvoja slava nad vso zemljo.
