Psalms 92
1 A Psalm, a Song for the sabbath day. It is a good thing to give thanks unto Jehovah, And to sing praises unto thy name, O Most High;
Psalm in pesem, v sobote dan. Dobro je slaviti Gospoda, in prepevati tvojemu imenu, o Najvišji!
2 To show forth thy lovingkindness in the morning, And thy faithfulness every night,
Oznanjati vsako jutro milost tvojo, in zvestobo tvojo vsako noč;
3 With an instrument of ten strings, and with the psaltery; With a solemn sound upon the harp.
Na desetostrunje in na brenklje, na strune s premišljevanjem.
4 For thou, Jehovah, hast made me glad through thy work: I will triumph in the works of thy hands.
Ker razveseljuješ me, Gospod, z delom svojim; prepeval bodem o dejanjih tvojih rôk.
5 How great are thy works, O Jehovah! Thy thoughts are very deep.
Kako velika so dela tvoja, Gospod; silno globoke so misli tvoje!
6 A brutish man knoweth not; Neither doth a fool understand this:
Mož neumen ne spozna, in nespameten ne zapazi tega,
7 When the wicked spring as the grass, And when all the workers of iniquity do flourish; It is that they shall be destroyed for ever.
Ko poganjajo krivični kakor trava in cvetó vsi, ki delajo krivico, zgodi se, da se pogubé vekomaj.
8 But thou, O Jehovah, art on high for evermore.
Ti pa, o Najvišji, si vekomaj.
9 For, lo, thine enemies, O Jehovah, For, lo, thine enemies shall perish; All the workers of iniquity shall be scattered.
Ker glej, sovražniki tvoji, Gospod, ker glej, sovražniki tvoji ginejo; razkropé se vsi, ki delajo krivico.
10 But my horn hast thou exalted like [the horn of] the wild-ox: I am anointed with fresh oil.
Rog moj pa zvišuješ kakor samorogov, oblivajoč me z oljem prisnim.
11 Mine eye also hath seen [my desire] on mine enemies, Mine ears have heard [my desire] of the evil-doers that rise up against me.
To gleda oko moje na zalezovalcih mojih, ušesa moja poslušajo o njih, ki se spenjajo v mé.
12 The righteous shall flourish like the palm-tree: He shall grow like a cedar in Lebanon.
Kakor palma bode zelenel pravični, kakor cedra na Libanu bode rasel.
13 They are planted in the house of Jehovah; They shall flourish in the courts of our God.
Vsajeni v hiši Gospodovi, v vežah Boga našega bodo poganjali mladike.
14 They shall still bring forth fruit in old age; They shall be full of sap and green:
V obilosti bodejo živeli še v sivosti, debeli bodejo in zeleneči;
15 To show that Jehovah is upright; He is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.
In oznanjali, da je pravičen Gospod, skala moja, in da ni nobene krivice v njem.
