Psalm 70
1 હે દેવ, મારું રક્ષણ કરો; હે યહોવા, મને સહાય કરવાં દોડી આવો.
2 જેઓ મારો પ્રાણ લેવા ઇચ્છે છે, તેઓ નિરાશ થાઓ અને મુંજાઇ જાઓ. જેઓ મારું અનિષ્ટ ઇચ્છે છે તેઓ પાછા પડો અને શરમ અનુભવો.
3 જેઓ મારી મશ્કરી કરે છે, તેઓ પોતાના પરાજયથી લજ્જિત થાઓ.
4 જેઓ તમારું મુખ શોધે છે, તેઓ તમારામાં આનંદ કરો અને હર્ષ પામો; જેઓ તમારા તારણ પર પ્રેમ કરે છે તેઓ પોકારીને કહો કે દેવને મહાન માનો.
5 પણ હું તો દરિદ્રી અને લાચાર છું, હે યહોવા, ઝટ તમે મારી મદદે આવો; તમે જ એકલાં મારા સહાયક તથા ઉદ્ધાર કરનાર છો; હે યહોવા, હવે જરાપણ વિલંબ ન કરો.
1 To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David, to bring to remembrance.
2 Make haste, O God, to deliver me; make haste to help me, O Lord.
3 Let them be ashamed and confounded that seek after my soul: let them be turned backward, and put to confusion, that desire my hurt.
4 Let them be turned back for a reward of their shame that say, Aha, aha.
5 Let all those that seek thee rejoice and be glad in thee: and let such as love thy salvation say continually, Let God be magnified.
6 But I am poor and needy: make haste unto me, O God: thou art my help and my deliverer; O Lord, make no tarrying.
0 A Song or Psalm for the sons of Korah, to the chief Musician upon Mahalath Leannoth, Maschil of Heman the Ezrahite.
1 O Lord God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before thee:
2 Let my prayer come before thee: incline thine ear unto my cry;
3 For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave.
4 I am counted with them that go down into the pit: I am as a man that hath no strength:
5 Free among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, whom thou rememberest no more: and they are cut off from thy hand.
6 Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, in darkness, in the deeps.
7 Thy wrath lieth hard upon me, and thou hast afflicted me with all thy waves. Selah.
8 Thou hast put away mine acquaintance far from me; thou hast made me an abomination unto them: I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.
9 Mine eye mourneth by reason of affliction: Lord, I have called daily upon thee, I have stretched out my hands unto thee.
10 Wilt thou shew wonders to the dead? shall the dead arise and praise thee? Selah.
11 Shall thy lovingkindness be declared in the grave? or thy faithfulness in destruction?
12 Shall thy wonders be known in the dark? and thy righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?
13 But unto thee have I cried, O Lord; and in the morning shall my prayer prevent thee.
14 Lord, why castest thou off my soul? why hidest thou thy face from me?
15 I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: while I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.
16 Thy fierce wrath goeth over me; thy terrors have cut me off.
17 They came round about me daily like water; they compassed me about together.
18 Lover and friend hast thou put far from me, and mine acquaintance into darkness.