Psalms 57
1 Be merciful unto me, O Elohim, be merciful unto me: for my soul trusteth in thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I make my refuge, until these calamities be overpast.
Načelniku godbe: "Ne pogubi", Davidova pesem odlična, ko je bežal pred Savlom v brlog. Milosten mi bodi, Bog, milosten mi bodi; ker k tebi je pribežala duša moja, in v senco peroti tvojih hočem pribežati, dokler ne minejo težave.
2 I will cry unto Elohim most high; unto El that performeth all things for me.
Klical bodem Boga najvišjega, mogočnega, ki zvršuje za me.
3 He shall send from heaven, and save from the reproach of him that would swallow me up. (Selah) Elohim shall send forth his mercy and his truth.
Poslal bode z nebes rešit me, osramotil bode njega, ki me rohneč preganja silovito. Poslal bode Bog milost svojo in resnico svojo.
4 My soul is among lions: and I lie even among them that are set on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
Jaz sem med levi groznimi, med požigalci ležim, med ljudmi, katerih zobje so sulice in pušice, in jezik njih je oster meč.
5 Be thou exalted, O Elohim, above the heavens; let thy glory be above all the earth.
Povišaj se nad nebesa, o Bog; nad vso zemljo v slavi svoji.
6 They have prepared a net for my steps; my soul is bowed down: they have digged a pit before me, into the midst whereof they are fallen themselves. (Selah)
Mrežo so bili nastavili stopinjam mojim; potlačil je bil dušo mojo; jamo so bili skopali pred menoj, vanjo padajo silno.
7 My heart is fixed, O Elohim, my heart is fixed: I will sing and give praise.
S povzdignenim srcem svojim, o Bog, s povzdignenim srcem bodem pel in prepeval:
8 Awake up, my glory; awake, psaltery and harp: I myself will awake early.
Vstani, slava moja, vstanite brenklje in strune, budil bodem sè zarijo;
9 I will praise thee, O YHWH, among the people: I will sing unto thee among the nations.
Slavil te bodem med ljudstvi, Gospod; prepeval med narodi;
10 For thy mercy is great unto the heavens, and thy truth unto the clouds.
Velika je do nebés milost tvoja, in noter do gornjih oblakov resnica tvoja.
11 Be thou exalted, O Elohim, above the heavens: let thy glory be above all the earth.
Povišaj se nad nebesa, o Bog; nad vso zemljo v slavi svoji.
