Taisnā ciešanas.
1 Dziedātāju vadonim. Dāvida dziesma (Pēc: „Rītausmas stirna“).
2 Mans Dievs, mans Dievs, kāpēc Tu mani esi atstājis? Tu esi tik tālu no manis ar savu palīdzību un nedzirdi manu saucienu vārdus!
3 Es saucu dienā, bet Tu man neatbildi, un arī naktī, bet neatrodu mieru!
4 Un taču Tu esi svēts, Tavs goda krēsls stāv pāri par Israēla slavas dziesmām.
5 Uz Tevi cerēja mūsu tēvi, viņi cerēja, un Tu viņus izglābi.
6 Tevi viņi piesauca un tapa atpestīti, uz Tevi viņi cerēja un nepalika kaunā.
7 Bet es esmu tārps un ne cilvēks, cilvēku apsmiets un ļaužu nievāts.
8 Visi, kas mani redz, nievā mani, savelk lūpas un krata galvu:
9 „Lai nu viņš pārmet to tam Kungam, lai tas viņu izglābj, lai izrauj no bēdām, jo tam jau uz viņu labs prāts.“
10 Tu esi tas, kas mani izvedis no mātes miesām, kas mani mācījis paļau-ties uz Tevi no mātes krūts.
11 Uz Tevi esmu vērsts no mātes miesām, no mātes klēpja Tu esi mans Dievs.
12 Neesi tālu no manis, jo izbailes ir visapkārt, esi man tuvu, jo nav neviena, kas palīdz!
13 Nikni vērši mani apstājuši, Basanas milzu tauri mani ielenkuši.
14 Tie atpleš savu rīkli pret mani kā plēsīgs un rēcošs lauva.
15 Es esmu kā izliets ūdens, visi mani kauli ir kā salauzti, mana sirds manās miesās ir kā izkusis vasks.
16 Manas smaganas izkaltušas kā māla trauks, un mana mēle līp pie manām aukslējām, nāves pīšļos Tu mani esi guldījis.
17 Ap mani sastājušies suņi, ļaundaru bars mani ielenc, manas rokas un kājas ir caururbtas.
18 Es varu saskaitīt visus savus kaulus, bet viņi lūkojas manī ar prieku.
19 Viņi dala manas drēbes savā starpā, un par manu apģērbu viņi met kauliņus.
20 Neesi tik tālu, ak Kungs, Tu mans spēks, steidzies palīgā!
21 Izglāb manu dvēseli no zobena, manu dzīvību no suņu varas!
22 Pestī mani no lauvas rīkles, no mežonīgo vēršu ragiem!
23 Tad es paudīšu Tavu vārdu saviem brāļiem, draudzes vidū es Tevi slavēšu:
24 „Slavējiet to Kungu visi, kas Viņu bīstas; Jēkaba dzimums lai Viņam dod godu, lai Viņu bīstas viss Israēla nams!
25 Jo Viņš nav nicinājis un nav turējis ne par ko sērdieņu postu, nav apslēpis no tā savu vaigu, bet ir to paklausījis, kad tas sauca.“
26 Par Tevi es dziedāšu lielā draudzē, es pildīšu savus solījumus to priekšā, kas Tevi bīstas.
27 Pazemīgie ēdīs un būs paēduši, un, kas to Kungu meklē, tie Viņu slavēs. Jūsu sirds lai dzīvo mūžīgi!
28 Lai to Kungu piemin un pie Viņa atgriežas visas zemes malas, tautu tautas lai zemojas Viņa priekšā un lai Viņu pielūdz,
29 Jo tam Kungam pieder valstība, Viņš ir valdnieks pār tautām.
30 Arī tie lai zemojas Viņa priekšā, kas dus zemes klēpī, Viņu lai pielūdz visi, kas kļuvuši par pīšļiem.
31 Lai par to Kungu stāsta nāka-majām paaudzēm un par Viņa taisnību, ko Viņš darījis, lai sludina radu radiem.
32 Viņi nāks un sludinās Viņa taisnību tiem ļaudīm, kas vēl dzims, ka Viņš to ir darījis.
(A psalm by David for the music leader. To the tune “A Deer at Dawn.”)
Suffering and Praise
1 My God, my God, why have you
deserted me?
Why are you so far away?
Won't you listen to my groans
and come to my rescue?
2 I cry out day and night,
but you don't answer,
and I can never rest.
3 Yet you are the holy God,
ruling from your throne
and praised by Israel.
4 Our ancestors trusted you,
and you rescued them.
5 When they cried out for help,
you saved them,
and you did not let them down
when they depended on you.
6 But I am merely a worm,
far less than human,
and I am hated and rejected
by people everywhere.
7 Everyone who sees me
makes fun and sneers.
They shake their heads,
8 and say, “Trust the Lord!
If you are his favorite,
let him protect you
and keep you safe.”
9 You, Lord, brought me
safely through birth,
and you protected me
when I was a baby
at my mother's breast.
10 From the day I was born,
I have been in your care,
and from the time of my birth,
you have been my God.
11 Don't stay far off
when I am in trouble
with no one to help me.
12 Enemies are all around
like a herd of wild bulls.
Powerful bulls from Bashan
are everywhere.
13 My enemies are like lions
roaring and attacking
with jaws open wide.
14 I have no more strength
than a few drops of water.
All my bones are out of joint;
my heart is like melted wax.
15 My strength has dried up
like a broken clay pot,
and my tongue sticks
to the roof of my mouth.
You, God, have left me
to die in the dirt.
16 Brutal enemies attack me
like a pack of dogs,
tearing at my hands
and my feet.
17 I can count all my bones,
and my enemies just stare
and sneer at me.
18 They took my clothes
and gambled for them.
19 Don't stay far away, Lord!
My strength comes from you,
so hurry and help.
20 Rescue me from enemy swords
and save me from those dogs.
21 Don't let lions eat me.
You rescued me from the horns
of wild bulls,
22 and when your people meet,
I will praise you, Lord.
23 All who worship the Lord,
now praise him!
You belong to Jacob's family
and to the people of Israel,
so fear and honor the Lord!
24 The Lord doesn't hate
or despise the helpless
in all of their troubles.
When I cried out, he listened
and did not turn away.
25 When your people meet,
you will fill my heart
with your praises, Lord,
and everyone will see me
keep my promises to you.
26 The poor will eat and be full,
and all who worship you
will be thankful
and live in hope.
27 Everyone on this earth
will remember you, Lord.
People all over the world
will turn and worship you,
28 because you are in control,
the ruler of all nations.
29 All who are rich
and have more than enough
will bow down to you, Lord.
Even those who are dying
and almost in the grave
will come and bow down.
30 In the future, everyone
will worship and learn
about you, our Lord.
31 People not yet born
will be told,
“The Lord has saved us!”
