(A psalm by David for the music leader. To the tune “The Death of the Son.”)
Sing Praises to the Lord
1 I will praise you, Lord,
with all my heart
and tell about the wonders
you have worked.
2 God Most High, I will rejoice;
I will celebrate and sing
because of you.
3 When my enemies face you,
they run away and stumble
and are destroyed.
4 You take your seat as judge,
and your fair decisions prove
that I was in the right.
5 You warn the nations
and destroy evil people;
you wipe out their names
forever and ever.
6 Our enemies are destroyed
completely for all time.
Their cities are torn down,
and they will never
be remembered again.
7 You rule forever, Lord,
and you are on your throne,
ready for judgment.
8 You judge the world fairly
and treat all nations
with justice.
9 The poor can run to you
because you are a fortress
in times of trouble.
10 Everyone who honors your name
can trust you,
because you are faithful
to all who depend on you.
11 You rule from Zion, Lord,
and we sing about you
to let the nations know
everything you have done.
12 You did not forget
to punish the guilty
or listen to the cries
of those in need.
13 Please have mercy, Lord!
My enemies mistreat me.
Keep me from the gates
that lead to death,
14 and I will sing about you
at the gate to Zion.
I will be happy there
because you rescued me.
15 Our Lord, the nations fell
into their own pits,
and their feet were caught
in their own traps.
16 You showed what you are like,
and you made certain
that justice is done,
but evil people are trapped
by their own evil deeds.
17 The wicked will go down
to the world of the dead
to be with those nations
that forgot about you.
18 The poor and the homeless
won't always be forgotten
and without hope.
19 Do something, Lord!
Don't let the nations win.
Make them stand trial
in your court of law.
20 Make the nations afraid
and let them all discover
just how weak they are.
Pateicība par naidnieku uzvarēšanu
1 Korvedim. Kā “Mirsti par dēlu”. Dāvida psalms .
2 Pateikšos Kungam no visas sirds,
teikšu tavus brīnuma darbus,
3 priecāšos tevī un līksmošos,
dziedāšu tavam vārdam, Visuaugstais!
4 Mani naidnieki metīsies bēgt,
tie klups un ies bojā tavā priekšā,
5 jo tu spried man tiesu un ved manu prāvu,
tu nosēdies tronī un taisnīgi tiesā.
6 Tu norāj tautas, tu izdeldē ļaundarus,
tu izdzēs to vārdus uz laiku laikiem.
7 Satriekti naidnieki drupās uz mūžu,
tu pilsētas esi izsakņojis –
pat miņa par tām zudusi!
8 Bet Kungs mūžam valdīs,
tiesai viņš nolicis savu troni,
9 viņš tiesās pasauli pēc taisnības
un lems pār tautām pēc patiesības.
10 Kungs ir patvērums vajātam,
patvērums posta laikos!
11 Tev uzticas visi, kas zina tavu vārdu,
jo tu, Kungs, nepamet tos, kas tevi meklē.
12 Dziediet Kungam, kas mīt Ciānā,
stāstiet tautām viņa darbus.
13 Asinsatriebējs viņus atceras,
neaizmirst nabago raudas.
14 Žēlo mani, Kungs,
redzi, kā es ciešu no tiem, kas mani nīst, –
tu izrāvi mani no nāves vārtiem!
15 Lai es teicu visu tavu slavu,
Ciānas meitas vārtos lai līksmojos,
ka tu glāb mani!
16 Noslīka tautas bedrē, ko pašas raka,
cilpā, ko pašas slēpa, tām aizķērās kāja.
17 Kungs liek sevi atzīt, viņš spriež tiesu,
ar savu roku viņš satriec ļaundarus.
18 Ļaundari atgriežas šeolā –
visas tautas, kas aizmirst Dievu.
19 Ne uz mūžu grūtdieņi aizmirsti,
nedz nabagu cerība zudīs uz laikiem!
20 Celies, Kungs, lai nav cilvēka uzvara,
lai tautas top tiesātas tavā priekšā!
21 Kungs, iedzen tiem bailes,
lai tautas zina, ka ir tikai cilvēki!
