Псалтирь 140
1 Изми мя, Господи, от человека лукава, от мужа неправедна избави мя: иже помыслиша неправду в сердцы, весь день ополчаху брани:
To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of David. O Lord, take me out of the power of the evil man; keep me safe from the violent man:
2 изостриша язык свой яко змиин: яд аспидов под устнами их.
For their hearts are full of evil designs; and they are ever making ready causes of war.
3 Сохрани мя, Господи, из руки грешничи, от человек неправедных изми мя, иже помыслиша запяти стопы моя.
Their tongues are sharp like the tongue of a snake; the poison of snakes is under their lips. (Selah)
4 Скрыша гордии сеть мне и ужы, препяша сеть ногама моима:
O Lord, take me out of the hands of sinners; keep me safe from the violent man: for they are designing my downfall.
5 при стези соблазны положиша ми.
The men of pride have put secret cords for my feet; stretching nets in my way, so that they may take me with their tricks. (Selah)
6 Рех Господеви: Бог мой еси Ты, внуши, Господи, глас моления моего.
I have said to the Lord, You are my God: give ear, O Lord, to the voice of my prayer.
7 Господи, Господи, сило спасения моего, осенил еси над главою моею в день брани.
O Lord God, the strength of my salvation, you have been a cover over my head in the day of the fight.
8 Не предаждь мене, Господи, от желания моего грешнику: помыслиша на мя, не остави мене, да не когда вознесутся.
O Lord, give not the wrongdoer his desire; give him no help in his evil designs, or he may be uplifted in pride. (Selah)
9 Глава окружения их, труд устен их покрыет я.
As for those who come round me, let their heads be covered by the evil of their lips.
10 Падут на них углия огненная, низложиши я во страстех, и не постоят.
Let burning flames come down on them: let them be put into the fire, and into deep waters, so that they may not get up again.
11 Муж язычен не исправится на земли: мужа неправедна злая уловят во истление.
Let not a man of evil tongue be safe on earth: let destruction overtake the violent man with blow on blow.
12 Познах, яко сотворит Господь суд нищым и месть убогим.
I am certain that the Lord will take care of the cause of the poor, and of the rights of those who are troubled.
13 Обаче праведнии исповедятся имени Твоему, и вселятся правии с лицем Твоим.
Truly, the upright will give praise to your name: the holy will have a place in your house.
