To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David.
1 Hear my voice, O God, in my prayer: preserve my life from fear of the enemy.
2 Hide me from the secret counsel of the wicked; from the insurrection of the workers of iniquity:
3 Who whet their tongue like a sword, and bend their bows to shoot their arrows, even bitter words:
4 That they may shoot in secret at the perfect: suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not.
5 They encourage themselves in an evil matter: they commune of laying snares privily; they say, Who shall see them?
6 They search out iniquities; they accomplish a diligent search: both the inward thought of every one of them , and the heart, is deep.
7 But God shall shoot at them with an arrow; suddenly shall they be wounded.
8 So they shall make their own tongue to fall upon themselves: all that see them shall flee away.
9 And all men shall fear, and shall declare the work of God; for they shall wisely consider of his doing.
10 The righteous shall be glad in the LORD, and shall trust in him; and all the upright in heart shall glory.
Lūgšana pret slepeniem naidniekiem
1 Korvedim. Dāvida psalms .
2 Dzirdi, Dievs, manu balsi, kad sūdzos,
no naidnieku briesmām pasargā mani,
3 paslēp mani no kaitnieku pulka, nekrietno pūļa,
4 tie kā zobenu asina sev mēli,
vērš savas bultas – rūgtus vārdus,
5 no slēptuves piepeši šauj uz krietno,
šauj uz viņu, pat nebaidās!
6 Cieši kopā tie turas uz ļaunu,
tie runā, kā slazdus izlikt,
saka: kurš ieraudzīs mūs? –
7 Tie sagudro nekrietnības:
dabūjām gatavu smalku stiķi –
dziļi paslēpta cilvēka sirds!
8 Bet Dievs šaus tiem bultu,
acumirklī tos ievainos!
9 Paši pret sevi tie dīda mēli!
Kas to ierauga, krata galvu.
10 Tad visi bīsies un teiks Dieva darbus,
ko viņš veicis, tie sapratīs.
11 Taisnais līksmos par Kungu
un patversies pie viņa!
Sirdsskaidrie dziedās slavu!
