Psalms 138

1 David’s. I will give thee thanks with all my heart, Before the messengers of God, will I praise thee in song:

Davidova. Slavil te bodem iz vsega srca svojega; v pričo oblastev bodem ti prepeval.

2 I will bow down towards thy holy temple, and thank thy Name, for thy lovingkindness and for thy faithfulness, For thou hast magnified, above all thy Name, thy word!

Priklanjal se bodem proti svetišču svetosti tvoje, in slavil ime tvoje, zavoljo milosti tvoje in zavoljo tvoje zvestobe; ker poveličuješ z vsem imenom svojim govor svoj.

3 In the day I cried unto thee, then didst thou answer me, and didst excite me, in my soul, mightily.

Kateri dan sem vpil, tisti dan si me uslišal; storil si, da me je povzdignila v srci mojem moč.

4 All the kings of the earth, will thank thee, O Yahweh, when they have heard the sayings of thy mouth;

Slavili te bodo, Gospod, vsi kralji zemeljski, ko bodo slišali govor tvojih ust.

5 And they will sing of the ways of Yahweh, That great is the glory of Yahweh:

In peli bodo s potov Gospodovih, da je velika slava Gospodova.

6 Though lofty is Yahweh, yet, the lowly, he regardeth, but, the haughty—afar off, doth he acknowledge.

Dasì je vzvišen Gospod, vendar gleda na nizkega; dasi visok, spoznava iz daljave.

7 Though I walk in the midst of distress, thou wilt give me life, —Because of the anger of my foes, thou wilt thrust forth thy hand, and thy right hand, will save me:

Ako hodim po sredi stiske, ohraniš me živega; v obraz sovražnikov mojih iztegneš roko svojo, in desnica tvoja me ohrani.

8 Yahweh, will carry through my cause, —O Yahweh! thy lovingkindness, is age-abiding, The works of thine own hands, do not thou desert.

Gospod naj doprinese zame; Gospod, milost tvoja je vekomaj; od rok svojih dél ne odjenjaj!