The Prayer of Someone Betrayed by a Friend
1 Hear my prayer, O God;
don't turn away from my plea!
2 Listen to me and answer me;
I am worn out by my worries.
3 I am terrified by the threats of my enemies,
crushed by the oppression of the wicked.
They bring trouble on me;
they are angry with me and hate me.
4 I am terrified,
and the terrors of death crush me.
5 I am gripped by fear and trembling;
I am overcome with horror.
6 I wish I had wings like a dove.
I would fly away and find rest.
7 I would fly far away
and make my home in the desert.
8 I would hurry and find myself a shelter
from the raging wind and the storm.
9 Confuse the speech of my enemies, O Lord!
I see violence and riots in the city,
10 surrounding it day and night,
filling it with crime and trouble.
11 There is destruction everywhere;
the streets are full of oppression and fraud.
12 If it were an enemy making fun of me,
I could endure it;
if it were an opponent boasting over me,
I could hide myself from him.
13 But it is you, my companion,
my colleague and close friend.
14 We had intimate talks with each other
and worshiped together in the Temple.
15 May my enemies die before their time;
may they go down alive into the world of the dead!
Evil is in their homes and in their hearts.
16 But I call to the Lord God for help,
and he will save me.
17 Morning, noon, and night
my complaints and groans go up to him,
and he will hear my voice.
18 He will bring me safely back
from the battles that I fight
against so many enemies.
19 God, who has ruled from eternity,
will hear me and defeat them;
for they refuse to change,
and they do not fear him.
20 My former companion attacked his friends;
he broke his promises.
21 His words were smoother than cream,
but there was hatred in his heart;
his words were as soothing as oil,
but they cut like sharp swords.
22 Leave your troubles with the Lord,
and he will defend you;
he never lets honest people be defeated.
23 But you, O God, will bring those murderers and liars to their graves
before half their life is over.
As for me, I will trust in you.
Lūgšana pret viltīgajiem brāļiem.
1 Dziedātāja vadonim uz koklēm. Dāvida mācības dziesma.
2 Sadzirdi, ak Dievs, manu lūgšanu un neesi nedzirdīgs pret manas sirds nopūtām!
3 Ievēro mani un uzklausi mani! Es maldos apkārt savā nemierā, es nemitīgi smagi nopūšos,
4 Tāpēc ka ienaidnieki trokšņo un bezdievīgie plosās, jo viņi izgāž ļaunumu uz mani un apkaro mani savās dusmās.
5 Mana sirds sažņaudzas manās krūtīs, un nāves bailes mani ir sagrābušas.
6 Baiļu trīsas un drebuļi mani pārņēmuši, un šaušalas mani stindzinājušas.
7 Es izsaucos: „Kaut man būtu spārni kā balodim! Es aizlaistos un nomestos, kur man būtu miers.“
8 Redzi, es gribētu aizlaisties tālu un apmesties tuksnesī. (Sela).
9 Es steigtos un meklētu paglābties no bargās vētras un aukas.
10 Iznīcini, Kungs, viņu nodomus, sajauc viņu valodu, jo es redzēju varas darbus un nesaskaņas pilsētā.
11 Dienu un nakti tādas lietas noris ari uz tās mūpem, un netaisnība un varas darbi notiek tāpat tās vidū,
12 Negantības pilna rīcība ne-pārtraucas tās iekšienē, pārestība un viltus neizzūd tās tirgos.
13 Taču tas nav ienaidnieks, kas mani nievā, to es varētu panest; tas nav mans nīdētājs, kas saslejas pret mani, —no viņa es paslēptos;
14 Nē, bet tas esi tu, —cilvēks man līdzīgs—, mans draugs un uzticīgais biedrs,
15 Ar kuru mīļi satikāmies un kopā gājām Dieva namā.
16 Lai nāve viņus aizrauj, ka viņi dzīvi nobrauc ellē! Jo ļaunums mīt viņu namos, viņu sirdīs.
17 Bet es piesaukšu Dievu, un tas Kungs mani izglābs.
18 Vakaros, rītos un dienvidū es nopūtīšos un žēlošos, un Viņš uzklausīs manu balsi.
19 Viņš atsvabinās manu dvēseli no tiem, kas lielā pulkā ir ap mani, un dos man mieru, ka neviens man nespēs tuvoties.
20 Dievs klausīs mani un pazcrņos viņus, mūžīgais valdnieks, (Sela) kas no mūžības sēž savā goda krēslā. Taču viņi neatgriežas un nebīstas Dieva.
21 Viņi izstiepj roku pret saviem draugiem un lauž savu derību.
22 Glumāka par sviestu ir viņu mutes valoda, bet sirdī ir karš. Viņu vārdi ir maigāki par eļļu, bet patiesībā tie ir kaili zobeni.
23 Met savu nastu uz to Kungu, Viņš tevi uzturēs taisnu; Viņš neļaus ne mūžam taisnajam šaubīties.
24 Bet Tu, ak Dievs, iegrūdīsi viņus dziļākā iznīcības bedrē! Asinskārīgie un viltīgie vīri nedzīvos ne pusmūžu. Bet es paļaujos uz Tevi!
