1Zborovođi. Psalam. Davidov.
1{To the chief Musician. A Psalm of David.} Hear, O God, my voice in my plaint; preserve my life from fear of the enemy:
2Poslušaj, Bože, moje žalbe glas; od strašna dušmanina život mi čuvaj!
2Hide me from the secret counsel of evil-doers, from the tumultuous crowd of the workers of iniquity,
3Štiti me od mnoštva opakih, sakrij od bjesnila zlotvora
3Who have sharpened their tongue like a sword, [and] have aimed their arrow, a bitter word;
4koji bruse jezike k'o mačeve, otrovne riječi izbacuju kao strijele,
4That they may shoot in secret at the perfect: suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not.
5da iz potaje rane nedužna, da ga rane iznenada ne bojeć' se ničega.
5They encourage themselves in an evil matter, they concert to hide snares; they say, Who will see them?
6Spremni su na djelo pakosno, snuju kako će kradom zamke staviti i govore: "Tko će nas vidjeti?"
6They devise iniquities: We have it ready, the plan is diligently sought out. And each one's inward [thought] and heart is deep.
7Snuju zlodjela, smišljene osnove kriju: pamet i srce čovječje bezdan su duboki.
7But God will shoot an arrow at them: suddenly are they wounded;
8No Bog ih ranjava strijelom, odjednom ih rane prekriju.
8By their own tongue they are made to fall over one another: all that see them shall flee away.
9Vlastiti jezik propast im donosi, kimaju glavom oni što ih vide:
9And all men shall fear, and shall declare God's doing; and they shall wisely consider his work.
10svi se boje, Božje djelo slave i misle o onom što on učini.
10The righteous shall rejoice in Jehovah, and trust in him; and all the upright in heart shall glory.
11Pravednik se raduje u Jahvi, njemu se utječe, i kliču svim srcem čestiti.