Psalms 9
1 I will praise you, O LORD, with my whole heart; I will show forth all your marvelous works.
Načelniku godbe, visoke do srednje, psalm Davidov. Slavil bodem, Gospod, iz vsega srca svojega, oznanjal vsa čudovita dela tvoja,
2 I will be glad and rejoice in you: I will sing praise to your name, O you most High.
Veselil se bodem in radoval v tebi, prepeval bodem tvojemu imenu, Najvišji:
3 When my enemies are turned back, they shall fall and perish at your presence.
Da sovražniki moji umikajoč se padajo in ginejo pred obličjem tvojim.
4 For you have maintained my right and my cause; you sat in the throne judging right.
Ker sodil si pravico mojo in pravdo mojo, sedel si na prestolu, o branitelj pravice.
5 You have rebuked the heathen, you have destroyed the wicked, you have put out their name for ever and ever.
Pokaral si narode, pogubil krivičnega, ime njih si izbrisal na večne čase.
6 O you enemy, destructions are come to a perpetual end: and you have destroyed cities; their memorial is perished with them.
O sovražnik, konec je razdevanja na veke, in uničil si mesta njih, njih spomin je poginil.
7 But the LORD shall endure for ever: he has prepared his throne for judgment.
A Gospod bode sedel na veke, pripravljajoč na sodbo prestol svoj.
8 And he shall judge the world in righteousness, he shall minister judgment to the people in uprightness.
In sam bode sodil svet pravično, pravde razsojal narodom po vsej pravici.
9 The LORD also will be a refuge for the oppressed, a refuge in times of trouble.
In Gospod bode grad na višini siromaku, grad na višini v časih, ko je v stiski.
10 And they that know your name will put their trust in you: for you, LORD, have not forsaken them that seek you.
Zaupanje torej bodo imeli v té, kateri poznajo ime tvoje, ker ne zapustiš, Gospod, njih, kateri te iščejo.
11 Sing praises to the LORD, which dwells in Zion: declare among the people his doings.
Prepevajte Gospoda, ki sedí na Sijonu, oznanjujte ljudstvom dela njegova.
12 When he makes inquisition for blood, he remembers them: he forgets not the cry of the humble.
On, ki maščuje kri v moritvi prelito, spominja se njih, ne zabi vpitja siromakov ubozih.
13 Have mercy on me, O LORD; consider my trouble which I suffer of them that hate me, you that lift me up from the gates of death:
Milost mi izkaži, Gospod, ozri se v ponižanje moje od sovražnikov mojih, dvigni me izpred smrtnih vrât:
14 That I may show forth all your praise in the gates of the daughter of Zion: I will rejoice in your salvation.
Da oznanjam vesoljno slavo tvojo med vrati hčere Sijonske, radujem se v blaginji tvoji.
15 The heathen are sunk down in the pit that they made: in the net which they hid is their own foot taken.
Pogreznili so se narodi v jamo, katero so bili napravili; v mrežo, katero zo bili skrili, vjela se je njih noga.
16 The LORD is known by the judgment which he executes: the wicked is snared in the work of his own hands. (Higgaion, Selah)
Pokazal se je Gospod po sodbi, katero je storil; v svojem lastnem delu zapletel se je krivični; vsega pomiselka vredno!
Nazaj se bodo podili krivični noter do groba; vsi narodi, ki so pozabili Boga. (Sheol h7585)
18 For the needy shall not always be forgotten: the expectation of the poor shall not perish for ever.
Ker siromak naj se ne pozabi nikdar: ubogih upanje ne pogine vekomaj.
19 Arise, O LORD; let not man prevail: let the heathen be judged in your sight.
Vstani, Gospod, da se ne ojači človek; sodba pridi nad narode pred obličjem tvojim.
20 Put them in fear, O LORD: that the nations may know themselves to be but men. (Selah)
V strah jih primi, Gospod; siloma naj spoznajo narodi, da so umrjoči.
