Lūgums satriekt Israēla naidniekus
1 Augšupceļa dziesma.
Gana tie mani nīdējuši kopš jaunības!
Tā lai saka Israēls:
2 gana tie mani nīdējuši kopš jaunības,
bet nav mani pieveikuši!
3 Uz manas muguras arāji aruši,
garas vagas dzinuši.
4 Kungs ir taisns – pārcirtis ļaundaru valgus!
5 Lai tie visi bēg apkaunoti, kas nīst Ciānu!
6 Lai tie ir kā zāle uz jumtiem –
pirms pastiepjas, jau vīst,
7 tā nepilda pļāvējam delnu,
nedz elkoni kūļu sējējam,
8 neviena, kas sacītu, garām iedams:
Kunga svētība pār jums!
Svētījam jūs Kunga vārdā!
(A song for worship.)
A Prayer for Protection
1 Since the time I was young,
enemies have often attacked!
Let everyone in Israel say:
2 “Since the time I was young,
enemies have often attacked!
But they have not defeated me,
3 though my back is like a field
that has just been plowed.”
4 The Lord always does right,
and he has set me free
from the ropes
of those cruel people.
5 I pray that all who hate
the city of Zion
will be made ashamed
and forced to turn and run.
6 May they be like grass
on the flat roof of a house,
grass that dries up
as soon as it sprouts.
7 Don't let them be like wheat
gathered in bundles.
8 And don't let anyone
who passes by say to them,
“The Lord bless you!
I give you my blessing
in the name of the Lord.”
