Psalmi 39
1 Dāvida dziesma, dziedātāju vadonim, Jedutunam. Es esmu apņēmies, ka savu ceļu sargāšu, ka negrēkošu ar savu mēli; es sargāšu savu muti kā ar iemauktiem, kamēr bezdievīgais manā priekšā.
I said, I will take heed to my ways, that I sin not with my tongue: I will keep my mouth with a bridle, while the wicked is before me.
2 Es esmu palicis kā mēms un klusu cietis, un nepieminu vairs labuma, bet manas sāpes vairojās.
I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; and my sorrow was stirred.
3 Mana sirds ir iekarsusi iekš manis; kad es uz to domāju, tad es iedegos kā uguns; es runāju ar savu mēli:
My heart was hot within me, while I was musing the fire burned: then spoke I with my tongue,
4 Kungs, māci man manu galu un kāds ir manu dienu mērs, lai es zinu, cik nīcīgs es esmu.
LORD, make me to know my end, and the measure of my days, what it is: that I may know how frail I am.
5 Redzi, Tu manas dienas esi licis plaukstas platumā, un mans mūžs ir kā nekas Tavā priekšā; tiešām niecība vien ir ikviens cilvēks savā stiprumā. (Sela)
Behold, you have made my days as an handbreadth; and my age is as nothing before you: truly every man at his best state is altogether vanity. (Selah)
6 Cilvēks staigā kā ēna un nieka dēļ raizējās; viņš krāj, bet nezin, kas to dabūs.
Surely every man walks in a vain show: surely they are disquieted in vain: he heaps up riches, and knows not who shall gather them.
7 Nu tad, uz ko man būs gaidīt, Kungs? Es cerēju uz Tevi.
And now, Lord, what wait I for? my hope is in you.
8 Izglāb mani no visām manām pārkāpšanām, un neliec man ģeķiem palikt par apsmieklu.
Deliver me from all my transgressions: make me not the reproach of the foolish.
9 Es esmu klusu un neatdaru savu muti; jo Tu to esi darījis.
I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; because you did it.
10 Atņem Savu mocību no manis, jo es nīkstu no Tavas rokas grūtuma.
Remove your stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of your hand.
11 Kad Tu cilvēku pārmāci par noziegumiem, tad Tu iznīcini viņa skaistumu kā kodes; tiešām: visi cilvēki ir niecība.(Sela.)
When you with rebukes do correct man for iniquity, you make his beauty to consume away like a moth: surely every man is vanity. (Selah)
12 Klausi, Kungs, manu lūgšanu, ņem vērā manu saukšanu, un neciet klusu pie manām asarām, jo es esmu svešinieks un piedzīvotājs Tavā priekšā, tā kā visi mani tēvi.
Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear to my cry; hold not your peace at my tears: for I am a stranger with you, and a sojourner, as all my fathers were.
13 Atstājies no manis, ka es atspirgstos, pirms noeju un vairs neesmu.
O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more.
