Psalms 10
1 Why standest thou afar off, O Yhwh? why hidest thou thyself in times of trouble?
Kāpēc Tu, Kungs, stāvi no tālienes, paslēpies bēdu laikā?
2 The wicked in his pride doth persecute the poor: let them be taken in the devices that they have imagined.
No bezdievīgā lepnības bailes nāk nabagam; lai tie top gūstīti savās blēņās, ko tie izdomājuši.
3 For the wicked boasteth of his heart’s desire, and blesseth the covetous, whom Yhwh abhorreth.
Jo bezdievīgais lielās ar savas dvēseles kārību, plēsējs lād, viņš zaimo To Kungu.
4 The wicked, through the pride of his countenance, will not seek after God: God is not in all his thoughts.
Bezdievīgais savā lielā lepnībā nebēdā par nevienu; visas viņa domas ir: Dieva neesam.
5 His ways are always grievous; thy judgments are far above out of his sight: as for all his enemies, he puffeth at them.
Viņa ceļi allažiņ izdodas, Tava sodība ir tālu no viņa; šņākdams viņš turas pret visiem saviem pretiniekiem.
6 He hath said in his heart, I shall not be moved: for I shall never be in adversity.
Viņš saka savā sirdī: es netapšu kustināts, jo ļaunumā es nenākšu līdz radu radiem.
7 His mouth is full of cursing and deceit and fraud: under his tongue is mischief and vanity.
Viņa mute pilna lāstu un viltus un varmācības, apakš viņa mēles ir grūtums un bēdas.
8 He sitteth in the lurking places of the villages: in the secret places doth he murder the innocent: his eyes are privily set against the poor.
Viņš, sēž paslēpies aiz sētām, viņš nokauj nenoziedzīgo slepenās vietās, viņa acis glūn uz nabagu.
9 He lieth in wait secretly as a lion in his den: he lieth in wait to catch the poor: he doth catch the poor, when he draweth him into his net.
Viņš glūn slepenībā kā lauva savā alā, viņš glūn sakampt bēdīgo, viņš sakampj bēdīgo, to ievilkdams savā tīklā.
10 He croucheth, and humbleth himself, that the poor may fall by his strong ones.
Viņš tup un nometās un uzkrīt ar varu nelaimīgiem.
11 He hath said in his heart, God hath forgotten: he hideth his face; he will never see it.
Viņš saka savā sirdī: Dievs ir aizmirsis, Viņš Savu vaigu apslēpis, Viņš neredz ne mūžam.
12 Arise, O Yhwh; O God, lift up thine hand: forget not the humble.
Celies, ak Dievs Kungs, pacel Savu roku, neaizmirsti bēdīgos.
13 Wherefore doth the wicked contemn God? he hath said in his heart, Thou wilt not require it.
Kādēļ bezdievīgais Dievu zaimos un sacīs savā sirdī: Tu nemeklēsi?
14 Thou hast seen it; for thou beholdest mischief and spite, to requite it with thy hand: the poor committeth himself unto thee; thou art the helper of the fatherless.
Tu gan redzi, jo Tu uzlūko mokas un sirdēstus, likdams to Savās rokās; nelaimīgais uz Tevi paļaujas, Tu esi bāriņa palīgs.
15 Break thou the arm of the wicked and the evil man: seek out his wickedness till thou find none.
Salauz bezdievīgā elkoni un meklē ļaunā bezdievību, ka to vairs neatrod.
16 Yhwh is King for ever and ever: the heathen are perished out of his land.
Tas Kungs ir ķēniņš mūžīgi mūžam; pagāni ir bojā gājuši no Viņa zemes,
17 Yhwh, thou hast heard the desire of the humble: thou wilt prepare their heart, thou wilt cause thine ear to hear:
Nabagu ilgošanos Tu klausi, ak Kungs! Tu viņiem sirdi stiprini, Tava auss to liek vērā,
18 To judge the fatherless and the oppressed, that the man of the earth may no more oppress.
Tiesu nesdams bāriņam un apspiestam, lai cilvēks, kas no zemes, vairs nedara varas darbus.
