Psalmi 39
1 Dāvida dziesma, dziedātāju vadonim, Jedutunam. Es esmu apņēmies, ka savu ceļu sargāšu, ka negrēkošu ar savu mēli; es sargāšu savu muti kā ar iemauktiem, kamēr bezdievīgais manā priekšā.
To the Chief Musician. For Jeduthun. A Melody of David. I said, [to myself, ] I will take heed to my ways, That I sin not with my tongue, —I will put on my mouth a muzzle, So long as the lawless is before me.
2 Es esmu palicis kā mēms un klusu cietis, un nepieminu vairs labuma, bet manas sāpes vairojās.
I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, afar from happiness, But, my pain had been stirred:
3 Mana sirds ir iekarsusi iekš manis; kad es uz to domāju, tad es iedegos kā uguns; es runāju ar savu mēli:
Hot was my heart within me, While I was musing, there was kindled a fire, I spake with my tongue!
4 Kungs, māci man manu galu un kāds ir manu dienu mērs, lai es zinu, cik nīcīgs es esmu.
Let me know, O Yahweh, mine end, And the measure of my days—what it is, I would know how short-lived I am.
5 Redzi, Tu manas dienas esi licis plaukstas platumā, un mans mūžs ir kā nekas Tavā priekšā; tiešām niecība vien ir ikviens cilvēks savā stiprumā. (Sela)
Lo! as hand-breadths, hast thou granted my days, and my life-time, is as nothing before thee, —Surely, a mere breath, are all men, [even] such as stand firm. (Selah)
6 Cilvēks staigā kā ēna un nieka dēļ raizējās; viņš krāj, bet nezin, kas to dabūs.
Surely as a shadow, doth every man wander, Surely in vain, do they bustle about, he heapeth things up, and knoweth not who shall gather them in.
7 Nu tad, uz ko man būs gaidīt, Kungs? Es cerēju uz Tevi.
Now, therefore, for what have I waited, O My Lord? My hope, is, in thee.
8 Izglāb mani no visām manām pārkāpšanām, un neliec man ģeķiem palikt par apsmieklu.
From all my transgressions, rescue thou me, —The reproach of the base, oh do not make me!
9 Es esmu klusu un neatdaru savu muti; jo Tu to esi darījis.
I am dumb, I cannot open my mouth, for, thou, hast done it.
10 Atņem Savu mocību no manis, jo es nīkstu no Tavas rokas grūtuma.
Remove from off me thy stroke, Because of the hostility of thy hand, am, I, consumed.
11 Kad Tu cilvēku pārmāci par noziegumiem, tad Tu iznīcini viņa skaistumu kā kodes; tiešām: visi cilvēki ir niecība.(Sela.)
When, by rebukes for iniquity, thou hast corrected a man, Then hast thou consumed, as a moth, all that was delightful within him, Surely, a breath, are all men. (Selah)
12 Klausi, Kungs, manu lūgšanu, ņem vērā manu saukšanu, un neciet klusu pie manām asarām, jo es esmu svešinieks un piedzīvotājs Tavā priekšā, tā kā visi mani tēvi.
Hear my prayer, O Yahweh, And, unto my cry for help, give ear, At my tears, do not be silent, —For, a sojourner, am, I, with thee, A stranger, like all my fathers.
13 Atstājies no manis, ka es atspirgstos, pirms noeju un vairs neesmu.
Look away from me that I may brighten up, Ere yet I depart and am no more.
