Ticīgā rīta lūgšana grūtā laikā
1 Dāvida psalms, tam bēgot no sava dēla Abšāloma.
2 Kungs, cik man daudz naidnieku –
daudz to, kas ceļas pret mani!
3 Daudzi saka par mani:
nebūs viņam glābiņa pie Dieva! –
4 Bet tu, Kungs, esi mans vairogs,
mans gods, tu cel mani .
5 Skaļā balsī es saucu Kungu,
un viņš man atbild no sava svētā kalna.
6 Es liekos gulēt un aizmiegu,
mostos, jo Kungs mani stiprina.
7 Nebīšos pat desmitiem tūkstošu,
kas stāj visapkārt pret mani.
8 Jel celies, Kungs,
glāb mani, mans Dievs!
Tu siti visus manus naidniekus vaigā,
ļaundaru zobus satrieci!
9 Glābiņš – no Kunga!
Tavai tautai – tava svētība!
A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son.
1 LORD, how are they increased that trouble me! many are they that rise up against me.
2 Many there be which say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. Selah.
3 But thou, O LORD, art a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of mine head.
4 I cried unto the LORD with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy hill. Selah.
5 I laid me down and slept; I awaked; for the LORD sustained me.
6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set themselves against me round about.
7 Arise, O LORD; save me, O my God: for thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheek bone; thou hast broken the teeth of the ungodly.
8 Salvation belongeth unto the LORD: thy blessing is upon thy people. Selah.
