Psalms 39

1 For Jeduthun, the music director. A psalm of David. I told myself, “I will be careful in what I do, and not sin in what I say. I will keep my mouth shut when the wicked are around.”

Zborovođi. Jedutunu. Psalam. Davidov. Odlučio sam: “Čuvat ću put svoj da ne zgriješim jezikom; usta ću svoja zauzdati dokle god preda mnom bude bezbožnik.”

2 So I was completely silent—I didn't even say anything good. But the pain inside only got worse.

Zamukoh, zanijemjeh, glasa ne puštah, ali uzalud - bol mi postade gorča.

3 My mind burned as if on fire; I had to say what I was thinking:

U meni srce je gorjelo, na samu pomisao buknuo bi oganj; tad progovorih svojim jezikom:

4 Lord, remind me. How short is my life? How long do I have? Remind me how quickly my life will pass.

“Objavi mi, Jahve, moj svršetak i kolika je mjera mojih dana, da znam kako sam ništavan.

5 Just look at the tiny amount of days you have given me! In your eyes my whole lifetime is like nothing. Our lives here are just a breath… (Selah)

Evo, pedljem si mi dane izmjerio, život moj je kao ništa pred tobom: tek dašak je svaki čovjek.

6 Human beings are just shadows walking around. They pointlessly rush through life, trying to pile up possessions without knowing who will get them.

Poput sjene čovjek prolazi tek dašak je sve bogatstvo njegovo: zgrće, a ne zna tko će ga pokupiti.”

7 So Lord, what am I looking for? I put my hope in you.

A sada, čemu da se nadam, Gospode? Sva je nada moja u tebi!

8 Save me from my rebellion. Don't let me be mocked by fools.

Izbavi me svih mojih bezakonja, ne daj da ruglo budem luđaku!

9 I will stay quiet, I won't say a word, for it's you who has done this to me.

Šutim i usta ne otvaram, jer tako si ti učinio.

10 Please stop hitting me! Your beating has worn me out!

Bič svoj otkloni od mene, jer izdišem pod težinom ruke tvoje.

11 When you discipline us, reprimanding us for our sins, it's like a moth eating up what is precious to us. All of us are just a breath… (Selah)

Ti kaznama popravljaš čovjeka i sve mu najdraže kao moljac rastačeš: tek dašak je svaki čovjek.

12 Please hear my prayer, Lord! Listen to my cry for help! Don't be deaf to my weeping. Please treat me as your guest, passing through, just like my forefathers.

Čuj, o Jahve, molitvu moju, vapaje mi poslušaj, na suze se moje ne ogluši! Jer u tebe ja sam došljak, pridošlica kao svi oci moji.

13 Please leave me alone so I can be cheerful again, before I am dead and gone.

Odvrati pogled od mene, da odahnem prije nego odem i više ne budem!