Psalms 58
1 To him that excelleth. Destroy not. A Psalme of David on Michtam. Is it true? O Congregation, speake ye iustly? O sonnes of men, iudge ye vprightly?
Ali zares govorite pravičnost, oh skupnost? Ali sodite iskreno, oh vi človeški sinovi?
2 Yea, rather ye imagine mischiefe in your heart: your hands execute crueltie vpon the earth.
Da, v srcu počnete zlobnost, na zemlji presojate nasilje svojih rok.
3 The wicked are strangers from ye wombe: euen from the belly haue they erred, and speake lyes.
Zlobni so odtujeni od maternice. Proč odidejo takoj, ko so rojeni, govoreč laži.
4 Their poyson is euen like the poyson of a serpent: like ye deafe adder that stoppeth his eare.
Njihov strup je podoben kačjemu strupu. Podobni so gluhemu gadu, ki si maši svoje uho,
5 Which heareth not the voyce of the inchanter, though he be most expert in charming.
ki ne bo prisluhnil glasu krotilcev, ki nikoli ne kroti tako oprezno.
6 Breake their teeth, O God, in their mouthes: breake the iawes of the yong lions, O Lord.
Oh Bog, polomi jim njihove zobe v njihovih ustih. Mladim levom izruj velik zob, oh Gospod.
7 Let them melt like the waters, let them passe away: when hee shooteth his arrowes, let them be as broken.
Naj se stopijo kakor vode, ki nenehno tečejo. Ko on napenja svoj lok, da izstreli svoje puščice, naj bodo kakor razrezani na koščke.
8 Let them consume like a snayle that melteth, and like the vntimely fruite of a woman, that hath not seene the sunne.
Kakor polž, ki se stopi, naj premine vsak izmed njih. Kakor preran porod ženske, da oni ne morejo videti sonca.
9 As raw flesh before your pots feele the fire of thornes: so let him cary them away as with a whirlewinde in his wrath.
Preden lahko vaši lonci začutijo trnje, jih bo odvedel proč kakor z vrtinčastim vetrom, tako žive kakor v svojem besu.
10 The righteous shall reioyce when he seeeth the vengeance: he shall wash his feete in the blood of the wicked.
Pravični se bo veselil, ko vidi maščevanje. Svoja stopala si bo umil v krvi zlobnega.
11 And men shall say, Verily there is fruite for the righteous: doutlesse there is a God that iudgeth in the earth.
Tako da bo človek rekel: »Resnično je nagrada za pravičnega. Resnično, on je Bog, ki sodi na zemlji.«
