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Psalmi Davidovi 57
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Psalmi Davidovi
Chapitre 57
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Načelniku pevačkom. Nemoj pogubiti. Zapis Davidov, kad od Saula uteče u pećinu. Smiluj se na me, Bože,
smiluj se na me;
jer se u Tebe uzda duša moja,
i pod sen krila Tvojih sklanjam se dok ne prođu nevolje.
2
Prizivam Boga Višnjeg,
Boga, koji mi dobro čini;
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Da pošalje s neba i sačuva me,
da posrami onog koji traži da me proždre;
da pošalje Bog milost svoju i istinu svoju.
4
Duša je moja među lavovima,
ležim među onima koji dišu plamenom.
Zubi su sinova ljudskih koplja i strele,
i njihov jezik mač oštar.
5
Uzvisi se više nebesa, Bože,
po svoj zemlji neka bude slava Tvoja!
6
Metnuše zamku nogama mojim,
i stegoše dušu moju,
iskopaše preda mnom jamu,
i sami padoše u nju.
7
Utvrdilo se srce moje, Bože,
utvrdilo se srce moje;
pevaću Te i slaviću.
8
Probudi se, slavo moja,
probudi se, psaltire i gusle;
ustaću rano.
9
Hvaliću Gospoda po narodima,
pevaću Ti po plemenima.
10
Jer je velika do nebesa milost Tvoja,
i istina Tvoja do oblaka.
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Uzvisi se više nebesa, Bože,
po svoj zemlji neka bude slava Tvoja!
Psalms
Chapitre 57
1
To the chief Musician, Al-taschith, Michtam of David, when he fled from Saul in the cave. Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me: for my soul trusteth in thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I make my refuge, until these calamities be overpast.
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I will cry unto God most high; unto God that performeth all things for me.
3
He shall send from heaven, and save me from the reproach of him that would swallow me up. Selah. God shall send forth his mercy and his truth.
4
My soul is among lions: and I lie even among them that are set on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
5
Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens; let thy glory be above all the earth.
6
They have prepared a net for my steps; my soul is bowed down: they have digged a pit before me, into the midst whereof they are fallen themselves. Selah.
7
My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed: I will sing and give praise.
8
Awake up, my glory; awake, psaltery and harp: I myself will awake early.
9
I will praise thee, O Lord, among the people: I will sing unto thee among the nations.
10
For thy mercy is great unto the heavens, and thy truth unto the clouds.
11
Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens: let thy glory be above all the earth.