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.”
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 So I was completely silent—I didn't even say anything good. But the pain inside only got worse.
Es esmu palicis kā mēms un klusu cietis, un nepieminu vairs labuma, bet manas sāpes vairojās.
3 My mind burned as if on fire; I had to say what I was thinking:
Mana sirds ir iekarsusi iekš manis; kad es uz to domāju, tad es iedegos kā uguns; es runāju ar savu mēli:
4 Lord, remind me. How short is my life? How long do I have? Remind me how quickly my life will pass.
Kungs, māci man manu galu un kāds ir manu dienu mērs, lai es zinu, cik nīcīgs es esmu.
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)
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 Human beings are just shadows walking around. They pointlessly rush through life, trying to pile up possessions without knowing who will get them.
Cilvēks staigā kā ēna un nieka dēļ raizējās; viņš krāj, bet nezin, kas to dabūs.
7 So Lord, what am I looking for? I put my hope in you.
Nu tad, uz ko man būs gaidīt, Kungs? Es cerēju uz Tevi.
8 Save me from my rebellion. Don't let me be mocked by fools.
Izglāb mani no visām manām pārkāpšanām, un neliec man ģeķiem palikt par apsmieklu.
9 I will stay quiet, I won't say a word, for it's you who has done this to me.
Es esmu klusu un neatdaru savu muti; jo Tu to esi darījis.
10 Please stop hitting me! Your beating has worn me out!
Atņem Savu mocību no manis, jo es nīkstu no Tavas rokas grūtuma.
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)
Kad Tu cilvēku pārmāci par noziegumiem, tad Tu iznīcini viņa skaistumu kā kodes; tiešām: visi cilvēki ir niecība.(Sela.)
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.
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 Please leave me alone so I can be cheerful again, before I am dead and gone.
Atstājies no manis, ka es atspirgstos, pirms noeju un vairs neesmu.
