Psalms 28

1 Of David. To You, O LORD, I call; be not deaf to me, O my Rock. For if You remain silent, I will be like those descending to the Pit.

Pesem Davidova. Tebe, Gospod, kličem, skala moja; ne delaj se gluhega obrnen od mene, da ne postanem, ako bodeš nem, od mene obrnen, podoben njim, ki v grob gredó.

2 Hear my cry for mercy when I call to You for help, when I lift up my hands toward Your holy sanctuary.

Čuj prošenj mojih glas, ko vpijem k tebi; ko molím roke svoje proti hramu tvoje svetosti.

3 Do not drag me away with the wicked, and with the workers of iniquity, who speak peace to their neighbors while malice is in their hearts.

Ne potegni me med hudobne in njé, ki delajo krivico; ki govoré mir z bližnjimi svojimi, hudobija pa biva v njih srci.

4 Repay them according to their deeds and for their works of evil. Repay them for what their hands have done; bring back on them what they deserve.

Daj jim po njih delu, in po hudobnosti njih dejanj; po delu njih rók jim daj, povrni jim povračilo svoje.

5 Since they show no regard for the works of the LORD or what His hands have done, He will tear them down and never rebuild them.

Ker ne menijo se za dela Gospodova, in za stvarjenje rok njegovih: podere jih, a postavi jih ne.

6 Blessed be the LORD, for He has heard my cry for mercy.

Blagoslovljen Gospod, ker je uslišal prošenj mojih glas;

7 The LORD is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in Him, and I am helped. Therefore my heart rejoices, and I give thanks to Him with my song.

Gospod moč moja in ščit moj; njemu zaupa srce moje, in pomaga mi; zatorej se raduje srce moje, da ga slavim s pesmijo svojo.

8 The LORD is the strength of His people, a stronghold of salvation for His anointed.

Gospod je moč moja, in preblaga moč je Maziljenec njegov.

9 Save Your people and bless Your inheritance; shepherd them and carry them forever.

Reši ljudstvo svoje, in blagoslovi svojo last; in pasi jih ter povzdigni jih na veke.