Psalms 10
1 Why, Jehovah, dost Thou stand at a distance? Thou dost hide in times of adversity,
Zakaj bivaš v daljavi, Gospod! zakaj se skrivaš v časih, ko smo v stiski?
2 Through the pride of the wicked, Is the poor inflamed, They are caught in devices that they devised.
Prevzetnost krivičnega hudo straši siromaka ubozega; zgrabijo se naj v naklepih, katere izmišljajo.
3 Because the wicked hath boasted Of the desire of his soul, And a dishonest gainer he hath blessed, He hath despised Jehovah.
Ker krivični hvali dušo svojo v njenem hrepenenji, in njega, ki išče dobička, blagoslavlja, draži Gospoda.
4 The wicked according to the height of his face, inquireth not. 'God is not!' [are] all his devices.
Krivični v napuhu svojega obraza: On ne kaznuje, ni Boga, té so vse misli njegove.
5 Pain do his ways at all times, On high [are] Thy judgments before him, All his adversaries — he puffeth at them.
Varna so pota njegova v vsakem času; previsoko so pogledu njegovemu sodbe tvoje: kateri koli so sovražniki njegovi, vanje piha žarjavico.
6 He hath said in his heart, 'I am not moved,' To generation and generation not in evil.
V srci svojem govori: Ne umaknem se, v nobeni dobi ne bodem v nesreči.
7 Of oaths his mouth is full, And deceits, and fraud: Under his tongue [is] perverseness and iniquity,
Preklinjanja polna so usta njegova in zvijač in goljufije; pod jezikom njegovim je nadlega in ničemurnost.
8 He doth sit in an ambush of the villages, In secret places he doth slay the innocent. His eyes for the afflicted watch secretly,
Poseda v votlini vašî, v zatišji, da bi ubil nedolžnega; oči njegove se skrivajo zoper onemoglega.
9 He lieth in wait in a secret place, as a lion in a covert. He lieth in wait to catch the poor, He catcheth the poor, drawing him into his net.
V zatišji preži, kakor lev v svojem brlogu; preži, da zgrabi siromaka ubozega; zgrabil bi rad siromaka ubozega, potegnil ga v mrežo svojo.
10 He is bruised — he boweth down, Fallen by his mighty ones hath the afflicted.
Sklujči se, potuhne se; in s krepkimi udi svojimi se zgrudi, kakor da so onemogli.
11 He said in his heart, 'God hath forgotten, He hath hid His face, He hath never seen.'
V srci svojem govori: Pozabil je Bog mogočni; obličje svoje skriva, ne ozré se nikoli.
12 Arise, O Jehovah! O God, lift up Thy hand! Forget not the humble.
Vstani, Gospod, Bog mogočni, dvigni roko svojo; ne pozabi siromakov ubozih.
13 Wherefore hath the wicked despised God? He hath said in his heart, 'It is not required.'
Zakaj draži krivični Boga? v srci svojem govori, da ne bodeš térjal?
14 Thou hast seen, For Thou perverseness and anger beholdest; By giving into Thy hand, On Thee doth the afflicted leave [it], Of the fatherless Thou hast been an helper.
Zazdelo se je tebi, ko gledaš nadlego in gorjé, vzeti jih v roko svojo; brambi tvoji se izroča onemogli; siroti si tí pomočnik.
15 Break the arm of the wicked and the evil, Seek out his wickedness, find none;
Zdrôbi roko krivičnemu in hudobnemu; preiskuj krivico njegovo, dokler je ne najdeš več.
16 Jehovah [is] king to the age, and for ever, The nations have perished out of His land!
Gospod je kralj večni; poginili so narodi sè zemlje njegove.
17 The desire of the humble Thou hast heard, O Jehovah. Thou preparest their heart; Thou causest Thine ear to attend,
Hrepenenje krotkih si uslišal, Gospod; potolaži tem srce, nagni svoje uho,
18 To judge the fatherless and bruised: He addeth no more to oppress — man of the earth!
Maščujoč siroto in siromaka, da ga ne bode dalje izganjal človek silovito iz dežele.
