Псалтирь 64

1 В конец, псалом Давиду. Услыши, Боже, глас мой, внегда молитимися к тебе: от страха вражия изми душу мою.

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.

2 Покрый мя от сонма лукавнующих, от множества делающих неправду:

Wilt thou hide me, From the conclave of evil-doers, From the crowd of workers of iniquity.

3 иже изостриша яко мечь языки своя, напрягоша лук свой, вещь горьку,

Who have sharpened, like a sword, their tongue, Have made ready their arrow—a bitter word;

4 состреляти в тайных непорочна: внезапу состреляют его, и не убоятся.

To shoot, in secret places, at the blameless one, Suddenly they shoot at him, and fear not.

5 Утвердиша себе слово лукавое: поведаша скрыти сеть, реша: кто узрит их?

They strengthen for them a wicked word, They talk of hiding snares, They have said, Who can see them?

6 Испыташа беззаконие: изчезоша испытающии испытания: приступит человек, и сердце глубоко.

They devise perverse things, They have completed the device well devised, Both the intent of each one, and the mind, are unsearchable.

7 И вознесется Бог: стрелы младенец быша язвы их,

Once let God have shot at them an arrow, Suddenly have appeared their own wounds!

8 и изнемогоша на ня языцы их: смутишася вси видящии их.

When they were to have ruined another, their tongue smote themselves, All who observe them take flight.

9 И убояся всяк человек: и возвестиша дела Божия, и творения Его разумеша.

Therefore have all men feared, —And have told the doing of God, And, his work, have considered.

10 Возвеселится праведник о Господе и уповает на Него: и похвалятся вси правии сердцем.

The righteous man shall rejoice in Yahweh, and seek refuge in him, Then shall glory—all who are upright in heart.