Psalms 59
1 For the Chief Musician. To the tune of “Do Not Destroy.” A poem by David, when Saul sent, and they watched the house to kill him. Deliver me from my enemies, my God. Set me on high from those who rise up against me.
Zborovođi. Po napjevu “Ne pogubi!” Davidov. Miktam. Kad je Šaul opkolio kuću da ubije Davida. Izbavi me od dušmana, Bože moj, zaštiti me od mojih protivnika!
2 Deliver me from the workers of iniquity. Save me from the bloodthirsty men.
Izbavi me od bezakonika, od krvoloka spasi me!
3 For, behold, they lie in wait for my soul. The mighty gather themselves together against me, not for my disobedience, nor for my sin, LORD.
Jer evo: dušu moju vrebaju, na me ustadoše silnici. Nema na meni krivnje, o Jahve, ni grijeha:
4 I have done no wrong, yet they are ready to attack me. Rise up, behold, and help me!
bez moje krivnje na me nasrću. Probudi se! Dođi mi u pomoć i pogledaj,
5 You, LORD God of Hosts, the God of Israel, rouse yourself to punish the nations. Show no mercy to the wicked traitors. (Selah)
Jahve, Bože nad Vojskama, Bože Izraelov! Preni se, kazni sve pogane, podlacima nemoj se smilovati!
6 They return at evening, howling like dogs, and prowl around the city.
Uvečer se vraćaju, reže poput pasa i trče po gradu.
7 Behold, they spew with their mouth. Swords are in their lips, “For”, they say, “who hears us?”
Gle, kako bljuju ustima; kletve su im na usnama i govore: “Tko nas čuje?”
8 But you, LORD, laugh at them. You scoff at all the nations.
No, ti im se smiješ, o Jahve, i rugaš se poganima svima.
9 Oh, my Strength, I watch for you, for God is my high tower.
Jakosti moja, gledat ću na te, jer ti si, Bože, zaštita moja, Bog moj, milosrđe moje.
10 My God will go before me with his loving kindness. God will let me look at my enemies in triumph.
Bog neka mi pohiti u susret, nek' me razveseli nad dušmanima mojim!
11 Don’t kill them, or my people may forget. Scatter them by your power, and bring them down, Lord our shield.
Pobij ih, Bože, da mi narod ne zavode, zbuni i obori ih jakošću svojom, štite naš, Gospodine.
12 For the sin of their mouth, and the words of their lips, let them be caught in their pride, for the curses and lies which they utter.
Grijeh je svaka riječ usta njihovih: nek se uhvate u svoju oholost, u kletve i laži što ih govore!
13 Consume them in wrath. Consume them, and they will be no more. Let them know that God rules in Jacob, to the ends of the earth. (Selah)
Istrijebi ih u gnjevu, istrijebi da nestanu, nek' se zna da Bog vlada u Jakovu i do nakraj zemlje!
14 At evening let them return. Let them howl like a dog, and go around the city.
Uvečer se vraćaju, reže poput pasa i trče po gradu.
15 They shall wander up and down for food, and wait all night if they aren’t satisfied.
Nek' lutaju okolo tražeći hranu; i kad se nasite, neka zavijaju.
16 But I will sing of your strength. Yes, I will sing aloud of your loving kindness in the morning. For you have been my high tower, a refuge in the day of my distress.
A ja ću opjevati silu tvoju i klicat ću jutrom milosrđu tvome, jer mi ti postade utočište i sklonište u dan nevolje.
17 To you, my strength, I will sing praises. For God is my high tower, the God of my mercy.
Jakosti moja, tebi ću pjevati, jer ti si, Bože, zaštita moja, Bog moj, milosrđe moje.
