Psalmi 6
1 Dāvida dziesma. Dziedātāju vadonim uz koklēm ar astoņām stīgām. Ak Kungs, nesodi mani Savā dusmībā, un nepārmāci mani Savā bardzībā!
Unto the end, in verses, a psalm for David, for the octave. O Lord, rebuke me not in thy indignation, nor chastise me in thy wrath.
2 Kungs, esi man žēlīgs, jo es esmu noguris, dziedini mani, Kungs, jo mani kauli ir iztrūkušies,
Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am weak: heal me, O Lord, for my bones are troubled.
3 Un mana dvēsele ir ļoti iztrūkusies, bet Tu, Kungs, cik ilgi?
And my soul is troubled exceedingly: but thou, O Lord, how long?
4 Griezies atpakaļ, Kungs, izglābi manu dvēseli, atpestī mani Tavas žēlastības dēļ.
Turn to me, O Lord, and deliver my soul: O save me for thy mercy’s sake.
For there is no one in death, that is mindful of thee: and who shall confess to thee in hell? (Sheol h7585)
6 Es esmu piekusis no savas vaidēšanas, uz savas gultas es raudu cauru nakti, mana guļama vieta plūst no asarām,
I have laboured in my groanings, every night I will wash my bed: I will water my couch with my tears.
7 Mana acs ir noģindusi no skumības, un ir novītusi manu ienaidnieku dēļ.
My eye is troubled through indignation: I have grown old amongst all my enemies.
8 Atkāpjaties no manis, visi ļauna darītāji, jo Tas Kungs klausa manu raudu balsi.
Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity: for the Lord hath heard the voice of my weeping.
9 Tas Kungs klausa manu lūgšanu, manu pielūgšanu Tas Kungs pieņem.
The Lord hath heard my supplication: the Lord hath received my prayer.
10 Visi mani ienaidnieki paliks kaunā, tie ļoti iztrūksies, atkāpsies un paliks kaunā piepeši.
Let all my enemies be ashamed, and be very much troubled: let them be turned back, and be ashamed very speedily.
