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.«
To the Overseer, to Jeduthun. — A Psalm of David. I have said, 'I observe my ways, Against sinning with my tongue, I keep for my mouth a curb, while the wicked [is] before me.'
2 Bil sem nem s tišino, molčal sem, celó pred dobrim in moja bridkost je bila razvneta.
I was dumb [with] silence, I kept silent from good, and my pain is excited.
3 Moje srce je bilo vroče znotraj mene, medtem ko sem razglabljal, je zagorel ogenj, potem sem spregovoril s svojim jezikom:
Hot [is] my heart within me, In my meditating doth the fire burn, I have spoken with my tongue.
4 » Gospod, daj mi spoznati moj konec in mero mojih dni, kolikšna je, da lahko spoznam, kako slaboten sem.
'Cause me to know, O Jehovah, mine end, And the measure of my days — what it [is],' I know how frail 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)
Lo, handbreadths Thou hast made my days, And mine age [is] as nothing before Thee, Only, all vanity [is] every man set up. (Selah)
6 Zagotovo vsak človek hodi v prazni podobi, zagotovo so zaman vznemirjeni. Kopiči bogastva, pa ne ve, kdo jih bo pobral.
Only, in an image doth each walk habitually, Only, [in] vain, they are disquieted, He heapeth up and knoweth not who gathereth them.
7 In sedaj, Gospod, kaj [naj] pričakujem? Moje upanje je v tebi.
And, now, what have I expected? O Lord, my hope — it [is] of Thee.
8 Osvobodi me pred vsemi mojimi prestopki. Ne naredi me [za] grajo nespametnim.
From all my transgressions deliver me, A reproach of the fool make me not.
9 Bil sem nem, svojih ust nisem odprl, ker si ti to storil.
I have been dumb, I open not my mouth, Because Thou — Thou hast done [it].
10 Umakni svoj udarec proč od mene. Použit sem z zamahom tvoje roke.
Turn aside from off me Thy stroke, From the striving of Thy hand I have been consumed.
11 Kadar za krivičnost z grajanjem korigiraš človeka, storiš, da njegova lepota shira kakor molj. Zagotovo je vsak človek ničevost. (Sela)
With reproofs against iniquity, Thou hast corrected man, And dost waste as a moth his desirableness, Only, vanity [is] every man. (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, O Jehovah, And [to] my cry give ear, Unto my tear be not silent, For a sojourner I [am] with Thee, A settler like all my fathers.
13 Oh prizanesi mi, da lahko obnovim moč, preden grem naprej in ne bom več.
Look from me, and I brighten up before I go and am not!
