Psalms 144
1 A Psalme of David. Blessed be the Lord my strength, which teacheth mine hands to fight, and my fingers to battell.
Blagoslovljen bodi Gospod, moja moč, ki uči moje roke za vojno in moje prste za boj,
2 He is my goodnes and my fortresse, my towre and my deliuerer, my shield, and in him I trust, which subdueth my people vnder me.
moja dobrota in moja trdnjava, moj visoki stolp in moj osvoboditelj, moj ščit in tisti, v katerega zaupam, ki moje ljudstvo podjarmlja pod mene.
3 Lord, what is man that thou regardest him! or the sonne of man that thou thinkest vpon him!
Gospod, kaj je človek, da ti jemlješ spoznanje o njem! Ali človeški sin, da delaš obračun o njem!
4 Man is like to vanitie: his dayes are like a shadow, that vanisheth.
Človek je podoben ničevosti, njegovi dnevi so kakor senca, ki mineva.
5 Bow thine heauens, O Lord, and come downe: touch the mountaines and they shall smoke.
Upogni svoje nebo, oh Gospod in pridi dol, dotakni se gora in se bodo kadile.
6 Cast forth the lightning and scatter them: shoote out thine arrowes, and consume them.
Vrzi bliskanje in jih razkropi; izstreli svoje puščice in jih uniči.
7 Send thine hand from aboue: deliuer me, and take me out of the great waters, and from the hand of strangers,
Pošlji svojo roko od zgoraj, odstrani me in osvobodi me iz velikih vodá, pred roko tujih otrok,
8 Whose mouth talketh vanitie, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
čigar usta govorijo prazne reči in je njihova desnica desnica neresnice.
9 I wil sing a new song vnto thee, O God, and sing vnto thee vpon a viole, and an instrument of ten strings.
Zapel ti bom novo pesem, oh Bog, na plunko in glasbilo desetih strun ti bom prepeval hvalnice.
10 It is he that giueth deliuerance vnto Kings, and rescueth Dauid his seruant from the hurtfull sworde.
On je, ki kraljem daje rešitev duš, ki osvobaja Davida, svojega služabnika, pred škodljivim mečem.
11 Rescue me, and deliuer me from the hand of strangers, whose mouth talketh vanitie, and their right hand is a right hand of falshood:
Reši me in osvobodi me pred roko tujih otrok, katerih usta govorijo prazne reči in je njihova desnica desnica neresnice,
12 That our sonnes may be as the plantes growing vp in their youth, and our daughters as the corner stones, grauen after the similitude of a palace:
da bodo naši sinovi lahko kakor sadike odrasle v svoji mladosti, da bodo naše hčere kakor vogalni kamni, pološčeni po podobnosti palače,
13 That our corners may be full, and abounding with diuers sorts, and that our sheepe may bring forth thousands and ten thousand in our streetes:
da bodo naše kašče lahko polne, nudeč vse vrste zalog, da lahko naše ovce na naših ulicah skotijo tisoče in deset tisoče,
14 That our oxen may be strong to labour: that there be none inuasion, nor going out, nor no crying in our streetes.
da bodo naši voli lahko močni za delo, da ne bo vloma niti izginjanja, da na naših ulicah ne bo pritoževanja.
15 Blessed are the people, that be so, yea, blessed are the people, whose God is the Lord.
Srečno je tisto ljudstvo, ki je v takšni zadevi, da, srečno je tisto ljudstvo, čigar Bog je Gospod.
