Psalms 57
1 To him that excelleth. Destroy not. A Psalme of David on Michtam. When he fled from Saul in the cave. Have mercie vpon me, O God, haue mercie vpon me: for my soule trusteth in thee, and in the shadowe of thy wings wil I trust, till these afflictions ouerpasse.
Zborovođi. Po napjevu “Ne pogubi!” Davidov. Miktam. Kad je ispred Šaula pobjegao u pećinu. Smiluj mi se, Bože, o smiluj se meni jer mi se duša utječe tebi! U sjenu tvojih krila zaklanjam se dok pogibao ne mine.
2 I will call vnto the most high God, euen to the God, that performeth his promise toward me.
Vapijem Bogu višnjemu, Bogu koji mi čini dobro.
3 He will send from heauen, and saue me from the reproofe of him that would swallowe me. (Selah) God wil send his mercy, and his trueth.
Nek' pošalje s nebesa i spasi me, nek' postidi one što me progone: neka Bog pošalje dobrotu svoju i vjernost!
4 My soule is among lions: I lie among the children of men, that are set on fire: whose teeth are speares and arrowes, and their tongue a sharpe sworde.
Ležim usred lavova koji proždiru ljudske sinove. Zubi su im koplja i strijele, a jezik im mač je naoštren.
5 Exalt thy selfe, O God, aboue the heauen, and let thy glory be vpon all the earth.
Uzvisi se, Bože, nad nebesa, slava tvoja nek' je nad svom zemljom!
6 They haue layd a net for my steps: my soule is pressed downe: they haue digged a pit before me, and are fallen into the mids of it. (Selah)
Mrežu namjestiše stopama mojim, stisnuše dušu moju; iskopaše preda mnom jamu: sami nek' u nju padnu!
7 Mine heart is prepared, O God, mine heart is prepared: I will sing and giue prayse.
Postojano je srce moje, Bože, postojano je srce moje; pjevat ću i svirati.
8 Awake my tongue, awake viole and harpe: I wil awake early.
Probudi se, dušo moja! Probudi se, harfo i citaro! Probudit ću zoru jutarnju.
9 I will prayse thee, O Lord, among the people, and I wil sing vnto thee among the nations.
Hvalit ću te, Gospode, među narodima, među pucima pjevat ću tebi:
10 For thy mercie is great vnto the heauens, and thy trueth vnto the cloudes.
jer do neba je dobrota tvoja, do oblaka vjernost tvoja.
11 Exalt thy selfe, O God, aboue the heauens, and let thy glory be vpon all the earth.
Uzvisi se, Bože, nad nebesa, slava tvoja nek' je nad svom zemljom!
