Psalms 10
1 Why standest thou farre off, O Lord, and hidest thee in due time, euen in affliction?
Zakaj stojiš daleč stran, oh Gospod? Zakaj se skrivaš v časih stiske?
2 The wicked with pride doeth persecute the poore: let them be taken in the craftes that they haue imagined.
Zlobni v svojem ponosu preganjajo revnega. Naj se ujamejo v naklepe, ki so si jih domislili.
3 For the wicked hath made boast of his owne heartes desire, and the couetous blesseth himselfe: he contemneth the Lord.
Kajti zlobni se baha z željo svojega srca in blagoslavlja pohlepnega, ki ga Gospod prezira.
4 The wicked is so proude that hee seeketh not for God: hee thinketh alwayes, There is no God.
Zlobni zaradi ponosa svojega obličja ne bo povpraševal po Bogu. V vseh njegovih mislih ni Boga.
5 His wayes alway prosper: thy iudgements are hie aboue his sight: therefore defieth he all his enemies.
Njegove poti so vedno boleče, tvoje sodbe so daleč zgoraj izven njegovega pogleda. Glede na vse njegove sovražnike on puha nanje.
6 He saith in his heart, I shall neuer be moued, nor be in danger.
V svojem srcu je rekel: »Ne bom omajan, kajti nikoli ne bom v nadlogi.«
7 His mouth is full of cursing and deceite and fraude: vnder his tongue is mischiefe and iniquitie.
Njegova usta so polna preklinjanj, prevare in sleparstva. Pod njegovim jezikom je vragolija in prazne reči.
8 He lieth in waite in the villages: in the secret places doeth hee murder the innocent: his eyes are bent against the poore.
Sedi v skrivališčih vasi. Na skrivnih krajih mori nedolžnega. Njegove oči so na skrivaj naravnane zoper revnega.
9 He lyeth in waite secretly, euen as a lyon in his denne: he lyeth in waite to spoyle the poore: he doeth spoyle the poore, when he draweth him into his net.
Na skrivnem preži kakor lev v svojem brlogu. Leži na preži, da ujame revnega. Revnega ujame, ko ga vleče v svojo mrežo.
10 He croucheth and boweth: therefore heaps of the poore doe fall by his might.
Klečeplazi in se ponižuje, da lahko revni pade po njegovih močnih.
11 He hath said in his heart, God hath forgotten, he hideth away his face, and will neuer see.
V svojem srcu je rekel: »Bog je pozabil. Skriva svoj obraz, tega nikoli ne bo videl.«
12 Arise, O Lord God: lift vp thine hande: forget not the poore.
Vstani, oh Gospod, oh Bog, dvigni svojo roko. Ne pozabi ponižnega.
13 Wherefore doeth the wicked contemne God? he saith in his heart, Thou wilt not regard.
Zakaj zlobni zaničuje Boga? V svojem srcu je rekel: »Ti tega ne boš zahteval.«
14 Yet thou hast seene it: for thou beholdest mischiefe and wrong, that thou mayest take it into thine handes: the poore committeth himselfe vnto thee: for thou art the helper of the fatherlesse.
To si videl, kajti gledaš vragolijo in zlobnost, da to poplačaš s svojo roko. Revni se ti izroča, pomočnik si osirotelemu.
15 Breake thou the arme of the wicked and malicious: searche his wickednes, and thou shalt finde none.
Zlomi laket zlobnemu in zlemu človeku. Preiskuj njegovo zlobnost, dokler je ne najdeš več.
16 The Lord is King for euer and euer: the heathen are destroyed foorth of his land.
Gospod je Kralj na veke vekov. Pogani so izginili iz njegove dežele.
17 Lord, thou hast heard the desire of the poore: thou preparest their heart: thou bendest thine eare to them,
Gospod, slišal si hrepenenje ponižnih. Pripravil boš njihovo srce, svojemu ušesu boš povzročil, da sliši,
18 To iudge the fatherlesse and poore, that earthly man cause to feare no more.
da razsodiš osirotelega in zatiranega, da človek iz zemlje ne more več zatirati.
