ಕೀರ್ತನೆಗಳು 64
1 ೧ ಪ್ರಧಾನಗಾಯಕನ ಕೀರ್ತನ ಸಂಗ್ರಹದಿಂದ ಆರಿಸಿಕೊಂಡದ್ದು; ದಾವೀದನ ಕೀರ್ತನೆ. ದೇವರೇ, ನನ್ನ ಸ್ವರವನ್ನು ಕೇಳಿ, ಶತ್ರುಭಯದಿಂದ ನನ್ನ ಜೀವವನ್ನು ರಕ್ಷಿಸು.
To the Chief Musician. A Melody of David. Hear, O God, my voice when I complain, From dread peril by the foe, wilt thou guard my life.
Wilt thou hide me, From the conclave of evil-doers, From the crowd of workers of iniquity.
Who have sharpened, like a sword, their tongue, Have made ready their arrow—a bitter word;
To shoot, in secret places, at the blameless one, Suddenly they shoot at him, and fear not.
5 ೫ ದುಷ್ಕೃತ್ಯಕ್ಕಾಗಿ ಮನಸ್ಸನ್ನು ದೃಢಪಡಿಸಿಕೊಂಡು ತಮ್ಮೊಳಗೆ, “ರಹಸ್ಯವಾಗಿ ಬಲೆಗಳನ್ನು ಒಡ್ಡೋಣ; ನಮ್ಮನ್ನು ನೋಡುವವರು ಯಾರು?” ಅಂದುಕೊಳ್ಳುತ್ತಾರೆ.
They strengthen for them a wicked word, They talk of hiding snares, They have said, Who can see them?
6 ೬ ಅವರು, “ಕೇಡನ್ನು ಕಲ್ಪಿಸಿ, ಒಳ್ಳೆಯ ಉಪಾಯವನ್ನು ಕಂಡುಕೊಂಡಿದ್ದೇವೆ” ಅಂದುಕೊಳ್ಳುತ್ತಾರೆ; ಅವರ ಹೃದಯವೂ, ಅಂತರಂಗದ ಆಲೋಚನೆಯೂ ಅಶೋಧ್ಯವಾಗಿವೆ.
They devise perverse things, They have completed the device well devised, Both the intent of each one, and the mind, are unsearchable.
Once let God have shot at them an arrow, Suddenly have appeared their own wounds!
When they were to have ruined another, their tongue smote themselves, All who observe them take flight.
Therefore have all men feared, —And have told the doing of God, And, his work, have considered.
The righteous man shall rejoice in Yahweh, and seek refuge in him, Then shall glory—all who are upright in heart.
