Psalms 39

1 TO THE OVERSEER. FOR JEDUTHUN. A PSALM OF DAVID. I have said, “I observe my ways, Against sinning with my tongue, I keep a curb for my mouth, While the wicked [is] before me.”

Rekoh: èuvaæu se na putovima svojim da ne zgriješim jezikom svojim; zauzdavaæu usta svoja, dok je bezbožnik preda mnom.

2 I was mute [with] silence, I kept silent from good, and my pain is excited.

Bijah nijem i glasa ne pustih; muèah i o dobru. Ali se tuga moja podiže,

3 My heart [is] hot within me, In my meditating the fire burns, I have spoken with my tongue.

Zapali se srce moje u meni, u mislima mojim razgorje se oganj; progovorih jezikom svojim:

4 “Cause me to know, O YHWH, my end, And the measure of my days—what it [is],” I know how frail I [am].

Kaži mi, Gospode, kraj moj, i dokle æe trajati dani moji? da znam kako sam ništa.

5 Behold, You have made my days handbreadths, And my age [is] as nothing before You, Only, every man set up [is] all vanity. (Selah)

Evo s pedi dao si mi dane, i vijek je moj kao ništa pred tobom. Baš je ništa svaki èovjek živ.

6 Only, each habitually walks in an image, Only, [in] vain, they are disquieted, He heaps up and does not know who gathers them.

Baš hodi èovjek kao utvara; baš se uzalud kida, sabira, a ne zna kome æe dopasti.

7 And now, what have I expected? O Lord, my hope—it [is] of You.

Pa šta da èekam, Gospode? Nad je moj u tebi.

8 Deliver me from all my transgressions, Do not make me a reproach of the fool.

Iz svega bezakonja mojega izbavi me, ne daj me bezumnome na potsmijeh.

9 I have been mute, I do not open my mouth, Because You have done [it].

Nijem sam, neæu otvoriti usta svojijeh; jer si me ti udario.

10 Turn aside Your stroke from off me, From the striving of Your hand I have been consumed.

Olakšaj mi udarac svoj, silna ruka tvoja ubi me.

11 With reproofs against iniquity, You have corrected man, And dissolve his desirableness as a moth, Only, every man [is] vanity. (Selah)

Ako æeš karati èovjeka za prijestupe, rastoèiæe se kao od moljaca krasota njegova. Baš je ništa svaki èovjek.

12 Hear my prayer, O YHWH, And give ear [to] my cry, Do not be silent to my tear, For I [am] a sojourner with You, A settler like all my fathers.

Slušaj molitvu moju, Gospode, i èuj jauk moj. Gledajuæi suze moje nemoj muèati. Jer sam gost u tebe i došljak kao i svi stari moji.

13 Look from me, and I brighten up before I go and am not!

Nemoj me više gnjevno gledati, pa æu odahnuti prije nego otidem i više me ne bude.