< Psalms 141 >
1 A Psalme of David. O Lord, I call vpon thee: haste thee vnto me: heare my voyce, when I cry vnto thee.
Dāvida dziesma. Kungs, Tevi es piesaucu, steidzies pie manis, klausies uz manu balsi, kad es Tevi piesaucu.
2 Let my prayer be directed in thy sight as incense, and the lifting vp of mine hands as an euening sacrifice.
Lai mana lūgšana Tavā priekšā top cienīta kā kvēpināmais upuris, manu roku pacelšana kā vakara upuris.
3 Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth, and keepe the doore of my lips.
Kungs, sargi manu muti un pasargi manas lūpas.
4 Incline not mine heart to euill, that I should commit wicked workes with men that worke iniquitie: and let me not eate of their delicates.
Nedod manai sirdij griezties uz ļaunu, bezdievīgu darbu darīt ar ļaundarītājiem, ka nebaudu no viņu kārumiem.
5 Let the righteous smite me: for that is a benefite: and let him reprooue me, and it shalbe a precious oyle, that shall not breake mine head: for within a while I shall euen pray in their miseries.
Lai taisnais mani sit, tā būs žēlastība, un lai viņš mani pārmāca, tā būs eļļa uz manu galvu, tam lai mana galva neliedzās; bet es vienmēr lūdzu pret viņu ļauniem darbiem.
6 When their iudges shall be cast downe in stonie places, they shall heare my wordes, for they are sweete.
No akmens kalniem viņu soģi lai top nogāzti; tad dzirdēs manus vārdus, ka tie mīlīgi.
7 Our bones lye scattered at the graues mouth, as he that heweth wood or diggeth in the earth. (Sheol )
Kā zemi uzplēš un uzar, tā mūsu kauli ir izkaisīti līdz pašam kapam. (Sheol )
8 But mine eyes looke vnto thee, O Lord God: in thee is my trust: leaue not my soule destitute.
Bet uz Tevi, Kungs, Dievs, manas acis raugās, uz Tevi paļaujos, neatstum manu dvēseli.
9 Keepe me from the snare, which they haue layde for me, and from the grennes of the workers of iniquitie.
Pasargi mani no tā valga, ko tie man ir izmetuši, un no ļauna darītāju slazdiem.
10 Let the wicked fall into his nettes together, whiles I escape.
Bezdievīgie kritīs savos tīklos, kamēr es iešu garām.