Psalms 62
1 To the excelletn musician Ieduthun. A Psalme of David. Yet my soule keepeth silence vnto God: of him commeth my saluation.
Resnično, moja duša čaka na Boga, od njega prihaja rešitev moje duše.
2 Yet he is my strength and my saluation, and my defence: therefore I shall not much be mooued.
Samo on je moja skala in rešitev moje duše, on je moja obramba, ne bom silno omajan.
3 How long wil ye imagine mischiefe against a man? ye shalbe all slaine: ye shalbe as a bowed wall, or as a wall shaken.
Doklej boste zoper človeka domišljali vragolijo? Vsi izmed vas boste umorjeni, kakor usločen zid boste in kakor majajoča se ograja.
4 Yet they consult to cast him downe from his dignitie: their delight is in lies, they blesse with their mouthes, but curse with their hearts. (Selah)
Samo posvetujejo se, da ga vržejo dol od njegove odličnosti, veselijo se v lažeh, blagoslavljajo s svojimi usti, toda navznoter preklinjajo. (Sela)
5 Yet my soule keepe thou silence vnto God: for mine hope is in him.
Moja duša, čakaj samo na Boga, kajti moje pričakovanje je od njega.
6 Yet is hee my strength, and my saluation, and my defence: therefore I shall not be mooued.
Samo on je moja skala in rešitev moje duše. On je moja obramba, ne bom omajan.
7 In God is my saluation and my glory, the rocke of my strength: in God is my trust.
V Bogu je rešitev moje duše in moja slava. Skala moje moči in moje zatočišče je v Bogu.
8 Trust in him alway, ye people: powre out your hearts before him, for God is our hope. (Selah)
Ob vseh časih zaupajte vanj, ve ljudstva, svoje srce izlijte pred njim. Bog je za nas zatočišče. (Sela)
9 Yet the children of men are vanitie, the chiefe men are lies: to lay them vpon a balance they are altogether lighter then vanitie.
Ljudje nizkega položaja so zagotovo ničevost in ljudje visokega položaja so laž. Položeni na tehtnico so vsi skupaj lažji kakor ničevost.
10 Trust not in oppression nor in robberie: be not vaine: if riches increase, set not your heart thereon.
Ne zaupaj v zatiranje in ne postani prazen v ropu. Če bogastva narastejo, svojega srca ne naveži nanje.
11 God spake once or twise, I haue heard it, that power belongeth vnto God,
Bog je spregovoril enkrat, to sem slišal dvakrat, da oblast pripada Bogu.
12 And to thee, O Lord, mercie: for thou rewardest euery one according to his worke.
Tudi tebi, oh Gospod, pripada usmiljenje, kajti vsakemu človeku povračaš glede na njegovo delo.
