Psalms 57
1 For the leader. Al tashheth. A michtam of David, when he fled from Saul into a cave. Be gracious, O God, be gracious to me, for in you I take shelter. In your sheltering wings I take refuge, till ruin be over past.
Bodi mi usmiljen, oh Bog, bodi mi usmiljen, kajti moja duša zaupa vate. Da, v senci tvojih peruti si bom pripravil svoje zatočišče, dokler te katastrofe ne bodo minile.
2 I cry to the Most High God, to the God who accomplishes for me.
Klical bom k Bogu najvišjemu, k Bogu, ki zame opravlja vse stvari.
3 He will send me his succour from heaven, he will thrust away those who would trample me. (Selah)
Poslal bo z neba in me rešil pred grajo tistega, ki me hoče požreti. (Sela) Bog bo poslal svoje usmiljenje in svojo resnico.
4 In the midst of lions I lie, who devour human prey. Their teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue is a sharpened sword.
Moja duša je med levi in ležim celó med tistimi, ki so vneti z ognjem, celó človeškimi sinovi, katerih zobje so sulice in puščice ter njihov jezik oster meč.
5 Be exalted, God, o’er the heavens, and your glory o’er all the earth.
Bodi povišan, oh Bog, nad nebo, naj bo tvoja slava nad vso zemljo.
6 They set a net for my feet, but in it was their own foot caught. Before me they dug a pit, but they fell into it themselves. (Selah)
Pripravili so mrežo za moje korake, moja duša je sklonjena. Zame so pred menoj izkopali jamo in v katere sredo so sami padli. (Sela)
7 My heart is steadfast, O God, my heart is steadfast. I would sing, I would make music;
Moje srce je trdno, oh Bog, moje srce je trdno. Prepeval bom in dajal hvalo.
8 awake, my soul. Awake, harp and lyre; I would wake the dawn.
Zbudi se kvišku, moja slava, zbudita se plunka in harfa. Jaz sam se bom prebudil zgodaj.
9 I would praise you among the peoples, O Lord, and make music among the nations to you;
Hvalil te bom, oh Gospod, med ljudstvom, prepeval ti bom med narodi.
10 for great to heaven is your love, and your faithfulness to the clouds.
Kajti tvoje usmiljenje je veliko do neba in tvoja resnica do oblakov.
11 Be exalted, God, o’er the heavens, and your glory o’er all the earth.
Bodi povišan, oh Bog, nad nebo. Naj bo tvoja slava nad vso zemljo.
