Psalmi 90
1 Molitev Mojzesova, moža Božjega: O Gospod, ti si nam bil prebivališče od roda do roda,
A prayer of Moses, the man of God. Lord, you have been a home to us one generation after another.
2 Ko niso bile še rojene gore, in nisi bil naredil zemlje in vesoljnega sveta, dà od vekomaj do vekomaj Bog si tí mogočni.
Before the mountains were born, or the earth and the world were brought forth, from everlasting to everlasting you are God.
3 Pripraviš človeka tako daleč, da je potrt, govoreč: "Povrnite se, sinovi človeški!"
You bring us back to the dust, you summon mortals to return.
4 Ker če tisoč lét preide, v tvojih očéh so, kakor včerajšnji dan, in straža nočna.
For you see a thousand years as the passing of yesterday, as a watch in the night.
5 S povodnjo jih pokončaš, spanje so, zjutraj so kakor seno, ki mine.
Your floods sweep them away; they are like a dream, or like grass which sprouts in the morning,
6 Zjutraj, ko se je razcvelo, mine; pokosi in posuši se zvečer.
which blossoms and sprouts in the morning, but by evening is cut and withered.
7 Ker ginemo od jeze tvoje, in srd tvoj nas plaši:
For your anger consumes us, the heat of your wrath confounds us.
8 Pred oči si staviš krivice naše, skrivnosti naše v luč svojega obličja.
Our sins you have set before you, our secrets in the light of your face.
9 Ker vsi dnevi naši ginejo v srdu tvojem; leta naša nam tekó misli enaka.
For through your wrath our days are declining, we bring our years to an end as a sigh.
10 V samih dnevih lét naših je sedemdeset let; ali (ako smo prav krepki) osemdeset let; celo kar je v njih najboljše, polno je truda in težav; ko to hitro mine, odletimo.
The span of our life is seventy years, or, if we are strong, maybe eighty; yet is their breadth but empty toil, for swiftly they go, and we fly away.
11 Kdo spozna jeze tvoje moč, ali srdú tvojega po strahu tvojem?
Who lays to heart the power of your anger? Or who stands in reverent awe of your wrath?
12 Šteti nas úči naše dni tako, da dobimo srce modro.
O teach us to count our days so our minds may learn wisdom.
13 Vrni se, Gospod! Doklej! in kesaj se zavoljo hlapcev svojih.
Return, O Lord; why so long? Relent on your servants.
14 Nasiti nas vsako jutro z milostjo svojo, da pojemo in se radujemo vse svoje dni.
Grant us your love to the full in the morning, that all our days we may shout for joy.
15 Razveséli nas, kakor si nas ponižaval mnogo dnî; mnogo let smo izkušali húdo.
Make us glad for the days you have humbled us, for the evil years we have seen.
16 Očitno bodi hlapcem tvojim delo tvoje, in lepota tvoja med njih sinovi.
Let your servants see you in action, show your majesty to their children.
17 Na strani nam bodi prijetnost Gospoda, Boga našega, in delo naših rok podpiraj v nas; sámo delo, pravim, naših rok podpiraj.
Let the grace of the Lord our God be upon us, uphold what our hands are striving to do.
