(A psalm by David for the music leader. )
A Prayer for Help
1 Please help me, Lord!
All who were faithful
and all who were loyal
have disappeared.
2 Everyone tells lies,
and no one is sincere.
3 Won't you chop off
all flattering tongues
that brag so loudly?
4 They say to themselves,
“We are great speakers.
No one else has a chance.”
5 But you, Lord, tell them,
“I will do something!
The poor are mistreated
and helpless people moan.
I'll rescue all who suffer.”
6 Our Lord, you are true
to your promises,
and your word is like silver
heated seven times
in a fiery furnace.
7 You will protect us
and always keep us safe
from those people.
8 But all who are wicked
will keep on strutting,
while everyone praises
their shameless deeds.
Dievs lai uztur savus taisnos ļaudis
1 Korvedim. Astoņu stīgu pavadījumā. Dāvida psalms .
2 Paglāb, Kungs, jo uzticīgo trūkst,
jo ticīgie zuduši starp cilvēku dēliem.
3 Viens otram tie niekus melš
ar lišķa lūpām, ar divkoša sirdi.
4 Iznīdēs Kungs lišķu lūpas,
mēles, kas lielību runā,
5 kas saka: ar mēli gūsim!
Lūpas mums kust –
kurš pār mums kungs?
6 Dēļ nabagu posta, dēļ bēduļu kunkstiem
nu es celšos, saka Kungs,
un paglābšu tos, kas pēc tā šņukst!
7 Kunga vārdi ir šķīsti vārdi
kā sudrabs, kas kausēts podā,
no rūdām septiņkārt tīrīts.
8 Tu, Kungs, uzmani tos,
tu pasargi mūs no šī dzimuma mūžam.
9 Pa malu malām ļaundari pajuks,
nāks godā, kas nievāts starp cilvēku dēliem.
