诗篇 第 55 篇
1大卫的训诲诗,交与伶长。用丝弦的乐器。 神啊,求你留心听我的祷告, 不要隐藏不听我的恳求!
1To the chief Musician on Neginoth, Maschil, A Psalm of David. Give ear to my prayer, O God; and hide not thyself from my supplication.
3都因仇敌的声音,恶人的欺压; 因为他们将罪孽加在我身上,发怒气逼迫我。
3Because of the voice of the enemy, because of the oppression of the wicked: for they cast iniquity upon me, and in wrath they hate me.
4我心在我里面甚是疼痛; 死的惊惶临到我身。
4My heart is sore pained within me: and the terrors of death are fallen upon me.
6我说:但愿我有翅膀像鸽子, 我就飞去,得享安息。
6And I said, Oh that I had wings like a dove! for then would I fly away, and be at rest.
9主啊,求你吞灭他们,变乱他们的舌头! 因为我在城中见了强暴争竞的事。
9Destroy, O Lord, and divide their tongues: for I have seen violence and strife in the city.
10他们在城墙上昼夜绕行; 在城内也有罪孽和奸恶。
10Day and night they go about it upon the walls thereof: mischief also and sorrow are in the midst of it.
11邪恶在其中; 欺压和诡诈不离街市。
11Wickedness is in the midst thereof: deceit and guile depart not from her streets.
12原来不是仇敌辱骂我, 若是仇敌,还可忍耐; 也不是恨我的人向我狂大, 若是恨我的人就必躲避他。
12For it was not an enemy that reproached me; then I could have borne it: neither was it he that hated me that did magnify himself against me; then I would have hid myself from him:
14我们素常彼此谈论,以为甘甜; 我们与群众在神的殿中同行。
14We took sweet counsel together, and walked unto the house of God in company.
15愿死亡忽然临到他们! 愿他们活活地下入阴间! 因为他们的住处,他们的心中,都是邪恶。
15Let death seize upon them, and let them go down quick into hell: for wickedness is in their dwellings, and among them.
17我要晚上、早晨、晌午哀声悲叹; 他也必听我的声音。
17Evening, and morning, and at noon, will I pray, and cry aloud: and he shall hear my voice.
18他救赎我命脱离攻击我的人, 使我得享平安, 因为与我相争的人甚多。
18He hath delivered my soul in peace from the battle that was against me: for there were many with me.
19那没有更变、不敬畏神的人, 从太古常存的神必听见而苦待他。
19God shall hear, and afflict them, even he that abideth of old. Selah. Because they have no changes, therefore they fear not God.
20他背了约, 伸手攻击与他和好的人。
20He hath put forth his hands against such as be at peace with him: he hath broken his covenant.
21他的口如奶油光滑, 他的心却怀着争战; 他的话比油柔和, 其实是拔出来的刀。
21The words of his mouth were smoother than butter, but war was in his heart: his words were softer than oil, yet were they drawn swords.