Psalms 57
1 For the choirmaster. To the tune of “Do Not Destroy.” A Miktam of David, when he fled from Saul into the cave. Have mercy on me, O God, have mercy, for in You my soul takes refuge. In the shadow of Your wings I will take shelter until the danger has passed.
Načelniku godbe: "Ne pogubi", Davidova pesem odlična, ko je bežal pred Savlom v brlog. Milosten mi bodi, Bog, milosten mi bodi; ker k tebi je pribežala duša moja, in v senco peroti tvojih hočem pribežati, dokler ne minejo težave.
2 I cry out to God Most High, to God who fulfills His purpose for me.
Klical bodem Boga najvišjega, mogočnega, ki zvršuje za me.
3 He reaches down from heaven and saves me; He rebukes those who trample me. (Selah) God sends forth His loving devotion and His truth.
Poslal bode z nebes rešit me, osramotil bode njega, ki me rohneč preganja silovito. Poslal bode Bog milost svojo in resnico svojo.
4 My soul is among the lions; I lie down with ravenous beasts— with men whose teeth are spears and arrows, whose tongues are sharp swords.
Jaz sem med levi groznimi, med požigalci ležim, med ljudmi, katerih zobje so sulice in pušice, in jezik njih je oster meč.
5 Be exalted, O God, above the heavens; may Your glory cover all the earth.
Povišaj se nad nebesa, o Bog; nad vso zemljo v slavi svoji.
6 They spread a net for my feet; my soul was despondent. They dug a pit before me, but they themselves have fallen into it!
Mrežo so bili nastavili stopinjam mojim; potlačil je bil dušo mojo; jamo so bili skopali pred menoj, vanjo padajo silno.
7 My heart is steadfast, O God, my heart is steadfast. I will sing and make music.
S povzdignenim srcem svojim, o Bog, s povzdignenim srcem bodem pel in prepeval:
8 Awake, my glory! Awake, O harp and lyre! I will awaken the dawn.
Vstani, slava moja, vstanite brenklje in strune, budil bodem sè zarijo;
9 I will praise You, O Lord, among the nations; I will sing Your praises among the peoples.
Slavil te bodem med ljudstvi, Gospod; prepeval med narodi;
10 For Your loving devotion reaches to the heavens, and Your faithfulness to the clouds.
Velika je do nebés milost tvoja, in noter do gornjih oblakov resnica tvoja.
11 Be exalted, O God, above the heavens; may Your glory cover all the earth.
Povišaj se nad nebesa, o Bog; nad vso zemljo v slavi svoji.
