Psalms 92
1 A Psalme or song for the Sabbath day. It is a good thing to praise the Lord, and to sing vnto thy Name, O most High,
Psalm in pesem, v sobote dan. Dobro je slaviti Gospoda, in prepevati tvojemu imenu, o Najvišji!
2 To declare thy louing kindenesse in the morning, and thy trueth in the night,
Oznanjati vsako jutro milost tvojo, in zvestobo tvojo vsako noč;
3 Vpon an instrument of tenne strings, and vpon the viole with the song vpon the harpe.
Na desetostrunje in na brenklje, na strune s premišljevanjem.
4 For thou, Lord, hast made mee glad by thy workes, and I wil reioyce in the workes of thine handes.
Ker razveseljuješ me, Gospod, z delom svojim; prepeval bodem o dejanjih tvojih rôk.
5 O Lord, how glorious are thy workes! and thy thoughtes are very deepe.
Kako velika so dela tvoja, Gospod; silno globoke so misli tvoje!
6 An vnwise man knoweth it not, and a foole doeth not vnderstand this,
Mož neumen ne spozna, in nespameten ne zapazi tega,
7 (When the wicked growe as the grasse, and all the workers of wickednesse doe flourish) that they shall be destroyed for euer.
Ko poganjajo krivični kakor trava in cvetó vsi, ki delajo krivico, zgodi se, da se pogubé vekomaj.
8 But thou, O Lord, art most High for euermore.
Ti pa, o Najvišji, si vekomaj.
9 For loe, thine enemies, O Lord: for loe, thine enemies shall perish: all the workers of iniquitie shall be destroyed.
Ker glej, sovražniki tvoji, Gospod, ker glej, sovražniki tvoji ginejo; razkropé se vsi, ki delajo krivico.
10 But thou shalt exalt mine horne, like the vnicornes, and I shalbe anoynted with fresh oyle.
Rog moj pa zvišuješ kakor samorogov, oblivajoč me z oljem prisnim.
11 Mine eye also shall see my desire against mine enemies: and mine eares shall heare my wish against the wicked, that rise vp against me.
To gleda oko moje na zalezovalcih mojih, ušesa moja poslušajo o njih, ki se spenjajo v mé.
12 The righteous shall flourish like a palme tree, and shall grow like a Cedar in Lebanon.
Kakor palma bode zelenel pravični, kakor cedra na Libanu bode rasel.
13 Such as bee planted in the house of the Lord, shall flourish in the courtes of our God.
Vsajeni v hiši Gospodovi, v vežah Boga našega bodo poganjali mladike.
14 They shall still bring foorth fruite in their age: they shall be fat and flourishing,
V obilosti bodejo živeli še v sivosti, debeli bodejo in zeleneči;
15 To declare that the Lord my rocke is righteous, and that none iniquitie is in him.
In oznanjali, da je pravičen Gospod, skala moja, in da ni nobene krivice v njem.
