To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David.
1 Blessed is he that considereth the poor: the LORD will deliver him in time of trouble.
2 The LORD will preserve him, and keep him alive; and he shall be blessed upon the earth: and thou wilt not deliver him unto the will of his enemies.
3 The LORD will strengthen him upon the bed of languishing: thou wilt make all his bed in his sickness.
4 I said, LORD, be merciful unto me: heal my soul; for I have sinned against thee.
5 Mine enemies speak evil of me, When shall he die, and his name perish?
6 And if he come to see me , he speaketh vanity: his heart gathereth iniquity to itself; when he goeth abroad, he telleth it .
7 All that hate me whisper together against me: against me do they devise my hurt.
8 An evil disease, say they , cleaveth fast unto him: and now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.
9 Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, which did eat of my bread, hath lifted up his heel against me.
10 But thou, O LORD, be merciful unto me, and raise me up, that I may requite them.
11 By this I know that thou favourest me, because mine enemy doth not triumph over me.
12 And as for me, thou upholdest me in mine integrity, and settest me before thy face for ever.
13 Blessed be the LORD God of Israel from everlasting, and to everlasting. Amen, and Amen.
Par ļauniem naidniekiem un viltīgiem draugiem
1 Korvedim. Dāvida psalms .
2 Svētīts, kurš par nabago gādā, –
ļaunā dienā Kungs viņu paglābs!
3 Kungs viņu sargā un uztur dzīvu,
par svētītu viņu dēvēs šajā zemē –
tu neatdosi viņu naidnieku rīklei!
4 Kungs remdina viņu slimības gultā –
viņš bija slims, tu piecēli viņu!
5 Es saku: Kungs, žēlo mani!
Dziedē mani, jo esmu pret tevi grēkojis!
6 Mani naidnieki runā ļaunu par mani:
kad reiz viņš mirs un viņa vārds zudīs?! –
7 Apraudzītāji tukšu vien runā,
viņu sirds pēc nelaimes lūko –
tie iziet ārā un aprunā!
8 Visi, kas nīst mani, baumo par mani,
tie perina ļaunu pret mani:
9 nelaba kaite šo pārņēmusi –
šis guļ un vairs necelsies! –
10 Pat mans labvēlis, uz kuru paļāvos,
kas ēda manu maizi, nu ceļ pret mani papēdi!
11 Bet tu, Kungs, pažēlo mani
un piecel mani, ka tiem atmaksāju, –
12 tad zināšu, ka tev tīku,
jo naidnieks pār mani negavilēs!
13 Redzi, es –
mana krietnuma dēļ tu mani turi
un noliec mani sev priekšā uz mūžiem!
14 Slavēts Kungs, Israēla Dievs,
no mūžības līdz mūžībai!
Tiešām, tik tiešām!
