Psalms 55
1 For the music director. With stringed instruments. A psalm (maskil) of David. God, please hear my prayer; don't ignore my cry for help!
Načelniku godbe na strune, pesem Davidova ukovita, Sliši, Bog, molitev mojo, in prošnji moji se ne skrivaj!
2 Please listen, and give me an answer. I'm terribly troubled by my problems! I'm frantic!
Ozri se v mé in usliši me; glasno jokam v premišljevanji in zdihujem:
3 For my enemies are screaming at me; the wicked are intimidating me. They rain down suffering on me, angrily assaulting me in their hatred.
Zavoljo glasú sovražnikovega, zavoljo krivičnega stiske; ker v mé obračajo krivico, in srditi me preganjajo sè srčnim sovraštvom.
4 My heart thumps in agony! Terrified, I feel I'm about to die!
Srce moje me boli v meni, in smrtni strahovi me obhajajo.
5 I'm in a panic, trembling with fear; feelings of horror wash over me.
Strah in trepet me napada, in groza me pokriva.
6 I tell myself, If only God would give me wings like a dove so I could fly away and be at peace!
Tako da pravim: O da bi mi dal kdó perot kakor golobu; zletel bi, kjer bi mogel prebivati.
7 I would fly far away to escape, and stay in the wilderness. (Selah)
Glej, kar najdalje bi pobegnil, prebivat v puščavi.
8 I would hurry to a place to hide, out of the wind, safe from the raging storm.
Hitreje bi pobegnil od vetra viharnega, od vrtinca.
9 Confuse them, Lord! Muddle what they're saying, for I see violence and conflict in the city.
Pogúbi, Gospod, razdeli njih jezik; ker silovitost in prepir vidim v mestu.
10 They patrol the city walls day and night, and wickedness and trouble are within the city.
Podnevi in ponoči ga obdajajo na zidovji njegovem; in krivica in hudobnost sta sredi njega.
11 The ones causing destruction are inside the city; frauds and cheats are always on the streets.
Težave so sredi njega, in ne umakneta se z ulic njegovih goljufija in zvijača.
12 The problem is that it's not an enemy who mocks me—I could stand that. It's not someone who hates me who insults me—I could avoid them.
Ker ne nasprotnik me sramotí, to bi prenašal; ne sovražnik moj se spenja proti meni, njemu bi se skril:
13 No, it's you, a man just like me, my best friend who I know so well!
Temuč tí, človek, meni enak, vodnik moj in znanec moj,
14 Our friendship was so close. We used to have great talks together as we walked with everyone to the house of God.
Ki sva skupaj sladkó se posvetovala, v hišo Božjo hodila z množico.
15 May death come quickly to them; may they go down into the grave alive, because evil finds its home in them. (Sheol h7585)
Napadla jih bode smrt terjalka, živi pogreznejo se v grob; ker hudobija je, kjer bivajo oni, v njih sredi. (Sheol h7585)
16 As for me, I cry out to God, and the Lord will save me.
Jaz bodem klical Boga, in Gospod me bode rešil.
17 I weep and groan morning, noon, and night, and he listens to me.
Zvečer in zjutraj in o poludné bodem premišljal in stokal, dokler ne bode slišal mojega glasu.
18 He rescues me, keeping me safe and sound from my attackers, because there are so many against me.
Rešil je življenje moje, da se ne vojskujejo zoper mene, postavil ga v mir; ko so z mnogimi krdeli vojskovali se, bili so poleg mene.
19 God who has ruled from the beginning will hear me and answer them. (Selah) For they refuse to change and don't respect God.
Slišal bode Bog mogočni in jih zarotil, kakor ostane vekomaj; v katerih ni prememb in se ne bojé Boga.
20 As for my best friend, he attacked his friends who had no quarrel with him; he broke the promises he had made to them.
Roko svojo steza nad njé, ki živé v miru med seboj, oskrunja zavezo svojo.
21 What he says is as smooth as butter, but inside he plans war; his words are as soothing as oil, but they cut like sharp swords.
Sladke so, maslene besede njegove, a vojska tiči v njegovem srci; mehkeji od olja so njegove besede, ali goli meči.
22 Throw your burdens onto the Lord and he will take care of you. He will never allow those who live right to fall.
Nad Gospoda zváli, karkoli ti dá, in on te bode podpiral; nikdar ne pripustí pravičnemu, da omahne.
23 But you, God, will bring down murderers and liars, throwing them into the pit of destruction before they have even lived half their lives. As for me, I will trust in you.
Ti torej, Bog, pahneš jih v jamo gnjilobe: ljudje krvoločni in zvijačni ne doživé dní svojih polovice, jaz pa bodem tebi zaupal.
