Psalms 17
1 A prayer of David. Hear, O LORD, my righteous plea; listen to my cry. Give ear to my prayer— it comes from lips free of deceit.
Molitev Davidova: Čuj, Gospod, pravico, poslušaj vpitje moje; uho nagni molitvi moji brez ustnic zvijačnih.
2 May my vindication come from Your presence; may Your eyes see what is right.
Od obličja tvojega izidi pravica moja; oči tvoje naj gledajo, kar je pravično.
3 You have tried my heart; You have visited me in the night. You have tested me and found no evil; I have resolved not to sin with my mouth.
Ko bodeš preiskal srce moje, obiskal ponoči, preskušal me, ne najdeš; kar mislim, ne prestopi mojih ust.
4 As for the deeds of men— by the word of Your lips I have avoided the ways of the violent.
Pri delih človeških, po besedi ustnic tvojih opazujem steze silovitega.
5 My steps have held to Your paths; my feet have not slipped.
Ohrani korake moje na stezah svojih, da ne zaidejo moje noge.
6 I call on You, O God, for You will answer me. Incline Your ear to me; hear my words.
Jaz te kličem, ker me slišiš, Bog mogočni; nagni k meni uho svoje, poslušaj govor moj.
7 Show the wonders of Your loving devotion, You who save by Your right hand those who seek refuge from their foes.
Odloči milosti svoje, o ti, ki otimaš preganjalcev pribegajoče na desnico tvojo.
8 Keep me as the apple of Your eye; hide me in the shadow of Your wings
Hrani me kakor zenico v očesu; sè senco peroti svojih skrivaj me:
9 from the wicked who assail me, from my mortal enemies who surround me.
Zaradi krivičnih, ki me napadajo, sovražnikov mojih glavnih, ki me obdajajo.
10 They have closed their callous hearts; their mouths speak with arrogance.
Mast svojo masté, z usti svojimi govoré prevzetno:
11 They have tracked us down, and now surround us; their eyes are set to cast us to the ground,
Hojo našo zdaj obdajajo nam; oči svoje obračajo vpirajoč v tla.
12 like a lion greedy for prey, like a young lion lurking in ambush.
Podoba je vsakega kakor leva želečega zgrabiti, in kakor mladega leva čepečega v zakotji.
13 Arise, O LORD, confront them! Bring them to their knees; deliver me from the wicked by Your sword,
Vstani, Gospod, prehítí obličje njegovo; trešči ga, izpuli dušo mojo z mečem svojim krivičnemu.
14 from such men, O LORD, by Your hand— from men of the world whose portion is in this life. May You fill the bellies of Your treasured ones and satisfy their sons, so they leave their abundance to their children.
Ljudém izpuli v roko svojo, Gospod, ljudém od svetá, katerih delež je v tem življenji, katerim trebuh polniš sè skrivnim zakladom svojim; sitijo se sinovi in preobilost svojo zapuščajo otrokom svojim.
15 As for me, I will behold Your face in righteousness; when I awake, I will be satisfied in Your presence.
Jaz bodem v pravičnosti videl obličje tvoje, sitil se bodem, ko se zbudim, s podobo tvojo.
