Psalmi 60

1 Načelniku godbe, na šestostrunje pričanja, pesem odlična Davidova, za uk. Ko se je boril sè Sirci Mezopotamijskimi, in Sirci Zobejskimi in je Joab vrnivši se pobil Edomejcev v solni dolini dvanajst tisoč. O Bog, zavrgel si nas bil, raztrgal nas, srdit si bil, povrni se nam.

For the Chief Musician. To the tune of “The Lily of the Covenant.” A teaching poem by David, when he fought with Aram Naharaim and with Aram Zobah, and Joab returned, and killed twelve thousand of Edom in the Valley of Salt. God, you have rejected us. You have broken us down. You have been angry. Restore us, again.

2 Zmajal si bil deželo, razdrobil jo; sceli kosove njene, ker omahuje.

You have made the land tremble. You have torn it. Mend its fractures, for it quakes.

3 Storil si bil, da je ljudstvo tvoje čutilo trdóst, dál si nam bil piti grozo kakor vino.

You have shown your people hard things. You have made us drink the wine that makes us stagger.

4 Dal si njim, ki se tebe bojé, zastavo, katero naj rabijo, zaradi resnice mogočno.

You have given a banner to those who fear you, that it may be displayed because of the truth. (Selah)

5 Da se rešijo ljubljenci tvoji; reši z desnico svojo in usliši me.

So that your beloved may be delivered, save with your right hand, and answer us.

6 Bog je govoril po svetosti svoji, radoval se bodem; v delež dobim Sihem, in dolino Sukotsko merim.

God has spoken from his sanctuary: “I will triumph. I will divide Shechem, and measure out the valley of Succoth.

7 Moj je Gilead in moj Manase in Efraim glave moje moč, Juda postavodajalec moj.

Gilead is mine, and Manasseh is mine. Ephraim also is the defense of my head. Judah is my scepter.

8 Moab umivalnica moja, na Edomejca vržem čevelj svoj, nad máno, Palestina, ukaj!

Moab is my wash basin. I will throw my sandal on Edom. I shout in triumph over Philistia.”

9 Kdo bi me popeljal v mesto trdno, kdo bi me peljal noter do Edomeje?

Who will bring me into the strong city? Who has led me to Edom?

10 Ali nisi bil ti, Bog, zavrgel nas; da nisi hodil, Bog, med našimi vojskámi?

Haven’t you, God, rejected us? You don’t go out with our armies, God.

11 Daj nam pomoč zoper sovražnika; ker ničeva je pomoč človeška.

Give us help against the adversary, for the help of man is vain.

12 V Bogu delajmo vrlo, in on bode poteptal sovražnike naše.

Through God we will do valiantly, for it is he who will tread down our adversaries.