Psalms 39
1 Unto the end, for Idithun himself, a canticle of David. I said: I will take heed to my ways: that I sin not with my tongue. I have set guard to my mouth, when the sinner stood against me.
Dāvida dziesma, dziedātāju vadonim, Jedutunam. Es esmu apņēmies, ka savu ceļu sargāšu, ka negrēkošu ar savu mēli; es sargāšu savu muti kā ar iemauktiem, kamēr bezdievīgais manā priekšā.
2 I was dumb, and was humbled, and kept silence from good things: and my sorrow was renewed.
Es esmu palicis kā mēms un klusu cietis, un nepieminu vairs labuma, bet manas sāpes vairojās.
3 My heart grew hot within me: and in my meditation a fire shall flame out.
Mana sirds ir iekarsusi iekš manis; kad es uz to domāju, tad es iedegos kā uguns; es runāju ar savu mēli:
4 I spoke with my tongue: O Lord, make me know my end. And what is the number of my days: that I may know what is wanting to me.
Kungs, māci man manu galu un kāds ir manu dienu mērs, lai es zinu, cik nīcīgs es esmu.
5 Behold thou hast made my days measurable: and my substance is as nothing before thee. And indeed all things are vanity: every man living.
Redzi, Tu manas dienas esi licis plaukstas platumā, un mans mūžs ir kā nekas Tavā priekšā; tiešām niecība vien ir ikviens cilvēks savā stiprumā. (Sela)
6 Surely man passeth as an image: yea, and he is disquieted in vain. He storeth up: and he knoweth not for whom he shall gather these things.
Cilvēks staigā kā ēna un nieka dēļ raizējās; viņš krāj, bet nezin, kas to dabūs.
7 And now what is my hope? is it not the Lord? and my substance is with thee.
Nu tad, uz ko man būs gaidīt, Kungs? Es cerēju uz Tevi.
8 Deliver thou me from all my iniquities: thou hast made me a reproach to the fool.
Izglāb mani no visām manām pārkāpšanām, un neliec man ģeķiem palikt par apsmieklu.
9 I was dumb, and I opened not my mouth, because thou hast done it.
Es esmu klusu un neatdaru savu muti; jo Tu to esi darījis.
10 Remove thy scourges from me. The strength of thy hand hath made me faint in rebukes:
Atņem Savu mocību no manis, jo es nīkstu no Tavas rokas grūtuma.
11 Thou hast corrected man for iniquity. And thou hast made his soul to waste away like a spider: surely in vain is any man disquieted.
Kad Tu cilvēku pārmāci par noziegumiem, tad Tu iznīcini viņa skaistumu kā kodes; tiešām: visi cilvēki ir niecība.(Sela.)
12 Hear my prayer, O Lord, and my supplication: give ear to my tears. Be not silent: for I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner as all my fathers were.
Klausi, Kungs, manu lūgšanu, ņem vērā manu saukšanu, un neciet klusu pie manām asarām, jo es esmu svešinieks un piedzīvotājs Tavā priekšā, tā kā visi mani tēvi.
13 O forgive me, that I may be refreshed, before I go hence, and be no more.
Atstājies no manis, ka es atspirgstos, pirms noeju un vairs neesmu.
