Psalms 57
1 Unto the end. May you not destroy. Of David, with the inscription of a title, when he fled from Saul into a cave. Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me. For my soul trusts in you. And I will hope in the shadow of your wings, until iniquity passes away.
Smiluj se na me, Bože, smiluj se na me; jer se u tebe uzda duša moja, i pod sjen krila tvojih sklanjam se dok ne proðu nevolje.
2 I will cry out to God Most High, to God who has been kind to me.
Prizivam Boga višnjega, Boga, koji mi dobro èini;
3 He sent from heaven and freed me. He has surrendered into disgrace those who trampled me. God has sent his mercy and his truth.
Da pošlje s neba i saèuva me, da posrami onoga koji traži da me proždre; da pošlje Bog milost svoju i istinu svoju.
4 And he has rescued my soul from the midst of the young lions. I slept troubled. The sons of men: their teeth are weapons and arrows, and their tongue is a sharp sword.
Duša je moja meðu lavovima, ležim meðu onima koji dišu plamenom. Zubi su sinova ljudskih koplja i strijele, i njihov jezik maè oštar.
5 Be exalted above the heavens, O God, and your glory above all the earth.
Uzvisi se više nebesa, Bože, po svoj zemlji neka bude slava tvoja!
6 They prepared a snare for my feet, and they bowed down my soul. They dug a pit before my face, yet they have fallen into it.
Metnuše zamku nogama mojima, i stegoše dušu moju, iskopaše preda mnom jamu, i sami padoše u nju.
7 My heart is prepared, O God, my heart is prepared. I will sing, and I will compose a psalm.
Utvrdilo se srce moje, Bože, utvrdilo se srce moje; pjevaæu te i slaviæu.
8 Rise up, my glory. Rise up, psaltery and harp. I will arise in early morning.
Probudi se, slavo moja, probudi se, psaltire i gusle; ustaæu rano.
9 I will confess to you, O Lord, among the peoples. I will compose a psalm to you among the nations.
Hvaliæu Gospoda po narodima, pjevaæu ti po plemenima.
10 For your mercy has been magnified, even to the heavens, and your truth, even to the clouds.
Jer je velika do nebesa milost tvoja, i istina tvoja do oblaka.
11 Be exalted above the heavens, O God, and your glory above all the earth.
Uzvisi se više nebesa, Bože, po svoj zemlji neka bude slava tvoja!
