Psalmi 63
1 Dāvida dziesma, kad viņš bija Jūda tuksnesī. Ak Dievs! Tu esi mans stiprais Dievs, Tevi es meklēju pašā rītā, pēc Tevis slāpst manai dvēselei, pēc Tevis ilgojās mana miesa sausā un izkaltušā zemē, kur ūdens nav.
A Psalm. Of David. When he was in the waste land of Judah. O God, you are my God; early will I make my search for you: my soul is dry for need of you, my flesh is wasted with desire for you, as a dry and burning land where no water is;
2 Tā es svētā vietā pēc Tevis esmu skatījies, redzēt Tavu spēku un Tavu godību.
To see your power and your glory, as I have seen you in the holy place.
3 Jo Tava žēlastība ir labāka nekā dzīvība; manas lūpas Tevi slavē.
Because your mercy is better than life, my lips will give you praise.
4 Tā es Tevi gribētu teikt mūžam, un pacelt savas rokas Tavā Vārdā.
So will I go on blessing you all my life, lifting up my hands in your name.
5 Tad mana dvēsele taptu paēdināta kā ar taukumiem un gardumiem, un mana mute Tevi slavētu ar priecīgām lūpām.
My soul will be comforted, as with good food; and my mouth will give you praise with songs of joy;
6 Es Tevi pieminu apguldamies, un uzmozdamies es domāju uz Tevi.
When the memory of you comes to me on my bed, and when I give thought to you in the night-time.
7 Jo Tu esi mans palīgs, un Tavu spārnu pavēnī es dziedāšu priecīgi.
Because you have been my help, I will have joy in the shade of your wings.
8 Mana dvēsele Tev pieķeras, Tava labā roka mani tura.
My soul keeps ever near you: your right hand is my support.
9 Bet tie, kas manu dvēseli meklē izpostīt, nogrims pašos zemes dziļumos.
But those whose desire is my soul's destruction will go down to the lower parts of the earth.
10 Tos nodos zobena asmenim un tie būs lapsām par barību.
They will be cut off by the sword; they will be food for foxes.
11 Bet ķēniņš priecāsies iekš Dieva; kas pie tā zvēr, tas lielīsies; jo melkuļu mute taps aizbāzta.
But the king will have joy in God; everyone who takes an oath by him will have cause for pride; but the false mouth will be stopped.
