Psalmi 39
1 Rekel sem: »Pazil bom na svoje poti, da ne bom grešil s svojim jezikom. Ko bo zlobni pred menoj, bom svoja usta držal z uzdo.«
For the chief musician, for Jeduthun. A psalm of David. I decided, “I will watch what I say so that I do not sin with my tongue. I will muzzle my mouth while in the presence of an evil man.”
2 Bil sem nem s tišino, molčal sem, celó pred dobrim in moja bridkost je bila razvneta.
I kept silent; I kept back my words even from saying anything good, and my pain grew worse.
3 Moje srce je bilo vroče znotraj mene, medtem ko sem razglabljal, je zagorel ogenj, potem sem spregovoril s svojim jezikom:
My heart became hot; when I thought about these things, it burned like a fire. Then finally I spoke.
4 » Gospod, daj mi spoznati moj konec in mero mojih dni, kolikšna je, da lahko spoznam, kako slaboten sem.
“Yahweh, make me know when will be the end of my life and the extent of my days. Show me how transient I am.
5 Glej, moje dneve si naredil kakor dlan in moja starost je kakor nič pred teboj. Resnično, vsak človek v svojem najboljšem stanju je povsem ničevost.« (Sela)
See, you have made my days only the width of my hand, and my lifetime is like nothing before you. Surely every man is a single breath. (Selah)
6 Zagotovo vsak človek hodi v prazni podobi, zagotovo so zaman vznemirjeni. Kopiči bogastva, pa ne ve, kdo jih bo pobral.
Surely every man walks about like a shadow. Surely everyone hurries about to accumulate riches although they do not know who will receive them.
7 In sedaj, Gospod, kaj [naj] pričakujem? Moje upanje je v tebi.
Now, Lord, for what am I waiting? You are my only hope.
8 Osvobodi me pred vsemi mojimi prestopki. Ne naredi me [za] grajo nespametnim.
Rescue me from my sins; do not make me the reproach of fools.
9 Bil sem nem, svojih ust nisem odprl, ker si ti to storil.
I am silent and cannot open my mouth, because it is you who has done it.
10 Umakni svoj udarec proč od mene. Použit sem z zamahom tvoje roke.
Stop wounding me; I am overwhelmed by the blow of your hand.
11 Kadar za krivičnost z grajanjem korigiraš človeka, storiš, da njegova lepota shira kakor molj. Zagotovo je vsak človek ničevost. (Sela)
When you discipline people for sin, you consume the things they desire like a moth; surely all people are nothing but vapor. (Selah)
12 Usliši mojo molitev, oh Gospod in pazljivo prisluhni mojemu vpitju; ob mojih solzah ne molči. Kajti jaz sem tujec s teboj in začasni prebivalec, kakor so bili vsi moji očetje.
Hear my prayer, Yahweh, and listen to me; listen to my weeping! Do not be deaf to me, for I am like a foreigner with you, a refugee like all my ancestors were.
13 Oh prizanesi mi, da lahko obnovim moč, preden grem naprej in ne bom več.
Turn your gaze from me so that I may smile again before I die.”
