1Wo, spoiler! and thou not spoiled, And treacherous! and they dealt not treacherously with thee, When thou dost finish, O spoiler, thou art spoiled, When thou dost finish dealing treacherously, They deal treacherously with thee.
1Häda sulle, hävitaja, kes ise oled hävitamata, reetur, keda ei ole reedetud! Kui oled hävitusega valmis, hävitatakse sind, kui oled reetmise lõpetanud, reedetakse sind.
2O Jehovah, favour us, for thee we have waited, Be their arm, in the mornings, Yea, our salvation in time of adversity.
2Issand, ole meile armuline, me ootame sind! Ole meie käsivars igal hommikul, ole meie abi kitsikuse ajal.
3From the voice of a multitude fled have peoples, From thine exaltation scattered have been nations.
3Su kõuehääle eest põgenevad rahvad, kui sa tõused, hajuvad paganad
4And gathered hath been your spoil, A gathering of the caterpillar, As a running to and fro of locusts is he running on it.
4ja saak kahmatakse meie käest, otsekui ahmaksid röövputukad; rohutirtsude rünnaku sarnaselt tormatakse selle kallale.
5Set on high is Jehovah, for He is dwelling on high, He filled Zion [with] judgment and righteousness,
5Issand on kõrge, sest ta elab kõrgel, tema täidab Siioni õiguse ja õiglusega.
6And hath been the stedfastness of thy times, The strength of salvation, wisdom, and knowledge, Fear of Jehovah — it [is] His treasure.
6Tema on su aegade tagatis, abi küllus, tarkus ja tunnetus; Issanda kartus - see on Siioni rikkus.
7Lo, `Their Ariel,` they have cried without, Messengers of peace do weep bitterly.
7Vaata, Arieli elanikud kisendavad õues, rahu saadikud nutavad kibedasti.
8Desolated have been highways, Ceased hath he who passeth along the path, He hath broken covenant, He hath despised enemies, He hath not esteemed a man.
8Maanteed on tühjad, teekäijat ei ole, leping on tühistatud, tunnistajad on hüljatud, inimestest ei hoolita.
9Mourned, languished hath the land, Confounded hath been Lebanon, Withered hath been Sharon as a wilderness, And shaking are Bashan and Carmel.
9Maa leinab, närbub, Liibanon häbeneb, närtsib; Saaron on saanud kõnnumaaks, Baasan ja Karmel varistavad lehti.
10Now, do I arise, saith Jehovah, Now I am exalted, now I am lifted up.
10Nüüd ma tõusen, ütleb Issand, nüüd ma tahan olla kõrge, nüüd ma ülendan ennast.
11Ye conceive chaff, ye bear stubble, Your spirit! — fire devoureth you.
11Kuluheinast olete rasedad, kõrsi toote ilmale, teie hingeõhk on tuli, mis teid sööb.
12And peoples have been [as] burnings of lime, Thorns, as sweepings, with fire they burn.
12Jah, rahvad põletatakse lubjaks, otsekui maharaiutud kibuvitsad süüdatakse nad tulega.
13Hear, ye far off, that which I have done, And know, ye near ones, My might.
13Kuulge, kaugelviibijad, mida ma olen teinud, ja juuresolijad, tundke mu väge!
14Afraid in Zion have been sinners, Seized hath trembling the profane: Who doth dwell for us — consuming fire, Who doth dwell for us — burnings of the age?
14Patused Siionis värisevad, vabin valdab jumalatuid: 'Kes meist saaks elada hävitavas tules? Kes meist saaks elada igavesel leel?'
15Whoso is walking righteously, And is speaking uprightly, Kicking against gain of oppressions, Shaking his hands from taking hold on a bribe, Stopping his ear from hearing of blood, And shutting his eyes from looking on evil,
15See, kes elab õiguses ja räägib tõtt, kes põlgab rõhumisest saadavat kasu, kes raputab käsi, et keelduda meeleheast, kes topib kõrvad kinni, et mitte kuulda veretööst, ja kes suleb silmad, et mitte näha kurja,
16He high places doth inhabit, Strongholds of rock [are] his high tower, His bread hath been given, his waters stedfast.
16see elab kõrgustikel, ligipääsmatud kaljud on temale varjupaigaks; temale antakse ta leib, temale on vesi kindlustatud.
17A king in his beauty, see do thine eyes, They see a land afar off.
17Su silmad saavad näha kuningat ta ilus, saavad näha ihaldusväärset maad.
18Thy heart doth meditate terror, Where [is] he who is counting? Where [is] he who is weighing? Where [is] he who is counting the towers?
18Su süda meenutab hirmsaid asju: kus on nüüd kirjutaja, kus on vaagija, kus on tornide lugeja?
19The strong people thou seest not, A people deeper of lip than to be understood, Of a scorned tongue, there is no understanding.
19Enam sa ei näe jultunud rahvast, rahvast, kelle segast kõnet sa ei taipa, kelle kogelevast keelest sa ei saa aru.
20See Zion, the city of our meetings, Thine eyes see Jerusalem a quiet habitation, A tent not taken down, Not removed are its pins for ever, And none of its cords are broken.
20Vaata Siionit, meie pidupäevade linna! Su silmad näevad Jeruusalemma, rahulikku paika, liigutamatut telki, mille vaiu ei tõmmata iialgi välja ja mille nööridest ei kista ainsatki katki.
21But there mighty [is] Jehovah for us, A place of rivers — streams broad of sides, No ship with oars doth go into it, And a mighty ship doth not pass over it.
21Sest seal on Vägev: meiega on Issand nagu laiade jõgede ja vooluste kogumik, sellel ei kulge sõudelaev ja seda ei ületa võimsaimgi alus.
22For Jehovah our judge, Jehovah our lawgiver, Jehovah our king — He doth save us.
22Sest Issand on meie kohtumõistja, Issand on meie käsuandja, Issand on meie kuningas, tema päästab meid.
23Left have been thy ropes, They strengthen not rightly their mast, They have not spread out a sail, Then apportioned hath been a prey of much spoil, The lame have taken spoil.
23Su köied lõtvuvad, ei pea paigal mastipuud ega lase purjel paisuda. Siis jagatakse suurt saaki, jalutudki võtavad noosi
24Nor doth an inhabitant say, `I was sick,` The people that is dwelling in it, is forgiven of iniquity!
24ja ükski elanik ei ütle: 'Ma olen nõder!' Rahvale, kes seal elab, antakse süü andeks.