¹{To the chief Musician. On stringed instruments: an instruction. Of David.} Give ear to my prayer, O God; and hide not thyself from my supplication.

¹Náčelníkovi speváckeho sboru na neginót. Vyučujúci žalm Dávidov.

²Attend unto me, and answer me: I wander about in my plaint, and I moan aloud,

²Počuj, ó, Bože, moju modlitbu a neskrývaj sa pred mojou pokornou prosbou.

³Because of the voice of the enemy; because of the oppression of the wicked: for they cast iniquity upon me, and in anger they persecute me.

³Pozoruj na mňa a ohlás sa mi, lebo chodím sem-ta vo svojom úpení a vzdychám

⁴My heart is writhing within me, and the terrors of death are fallen upon me.

⁴pre krik nepriateľa, pre útlak bezbožníka, pretože ma zahrnujú neprávosťou a vo vzteku útočia na mňa.

⁵Fear and trembling are come upon me, and horror hath overwhelmed me.

⁵Moje srdce sa chveje vo mne, a strachy smrti pripadly na mňa;

⁶And I said, Oh that I had wings like a dove! I would fly away, and be at rest;

⁶Bázeň prišla na mňa a taký strach, že sa trasiem, a hrôza ma pokryla.

⁷Behold, I would flee afar off, I would lodge in the wilderness; Selah;

⁷A povedal som: Ó, keby som mal krýdla jako holubica! Zaletel by som ďaleko a býval by som na pokoji.

⁸I would hasten my escape from the stormy wind, from the tempest.

⁸Hľa, ďaleko by som ušiel a bol by som na pustine. Sélah.

⁹Swallow [them] up, Lord; divide their tongue: for I have seen violence and strife in the city.

⁹Ponáhľal by som sa utiecť pred víchrom, pred búrkou.

¹⁰Day and night they go about it upon the walls thereof; and iniquity and mischief are in the midst of it.

¹⁰Zahub, ó, Pane, zmiatni ich jazyk, lebo som videl násilie a rozbroj v meste.

¹¹Perversities are in the midst thereof; and oppression and deceit depart not from its streets.

¹¹Vodne i vnoci chodia okolo neho na jeho múroch, a vnútri v ňom je neprávosť a trápenie.

¹²For it is not an enemy that hath reproached me -- then could I have borne it; neither is it he that hateth me that hath magnified [himself] against me -- then would I have hidden myself from him;

¹²Zkaza je v ňom, a útisk a lesť neustupuje z jeho ulice.

¹³But it was thou, a man mine equal, mine intimate, my familiar friend. ...

¹³Lebo ma nepotupuje nejaký nepriateľ, lebo to by som zniesol, ani sa nepozdvihol proti mne niektorý môj nenávistník, lebo by som sa bol skryl pred ním,

¹⁴We who held sweet intercourse together. To the house of God we walked amid the throng.

¹⁴ale ty, biedny človeče, rovný mne samému, môj druh a môj známy,

¹⁵Let death seize upon them, let them go down alive into Sheol. For wickedness is in their dwellings, in their midst.

¹⁵s ktorým sme sa mile spolu radievali, do domu Božieho sme chodievali v rušnom zástupe.

¹⁶As for me, unto God will I call; and Jehovah will save me.

¹⁶Nech uderí na nich smrť, čo sa nenazdajú, aby živí sostúpili do pekla, pretože je všelijaká nešľachetnosť v ich príbytku, v ich srdci.

¹⁷Evening, and morning, and at noon, will I pray and moan aloud; and he will hear my voice.

¹⁷Ale ja volám na Boha, a Hospodin ma zachráni.

¹⁸He hath redeemed my soul in peace from the battle against me: for there were many about me.

¹⁸Večer i ráno i na poludnie sa budem úpenlivo modliť a pokorne a nástojne volať, a vyslyší môj hlas.

¹⁹ùGod will hear, and afflict them: he that is seated of old, (Selah) ... because there is no change in them, and they fear not God.

¹⁹Vykúpi moju dušu, aby bola v pokoji, a zachráni ju pred útokom, namiereným proti mne, lebo vo väčšine sú so mnou.

²⁰He hath put forth his hands against such as are at peace with him; he hath profaned his covenant.

²⁰Počuje silný Bôh a poníži ich, ten, ktorý tróni od pradávna, sélah, pretože niet u nich zmeny, a neboja sa Boha.

²¹Smooth were the milky [words] of his mouth, but his heart was war; his words were softer than oil, yet are they drawn swords.

²¹Vystrel svoje ruky na tých, ktorí s ním žili v pokoji; zrušil svoju smluvu.

²²Cast thy burden upon Jehovah, and *he* will sustain thee: he will never suffer the righteous to be moved.

²²Hladká bola smotana jeho úst, a jeho srdce bolo hotové k útoku; slová boly jemnejšie nad olej, a v skutku boly jako vytasené meče.

²³And thou, O God, wilt bring them down into the pit of destruction: bloody and deceitful men shall not live out half their days. But as for me, I will confide in thee.

²³Uvrhni na Hospodina svoje bremä, a on ťa bude opatrovať. Nedopustí na veky, aby sa pohnul spravedlivý.

²⁴Ale ty, Bože, spôsobíš to, aby sostúpili do jamy zkazy, krvaví ľudia a ľstiví, ktorí nedožijú polovice svojich dní; ale ja sa budem nadejať na teba.