Psalm 93
1 यहोवा राजा है; उसने माहात्म्य का पहिरावा पहिना है; यहोवा पहिरावा पहिने हुए, और सामर्थ्य का फेटा बान्धे है। इस कारण जगत स्थिर है, वह नहीं टलने का।
2 हे यहोवा, तेरी राजगद्दी अनादिकाल से स्थिर है, तू सर्वदा से है॥
3 हे यहोवा, महानदों का कोलाहल हो रहा है, महानदों का बड़ा शब्द हो रहा है, महानद गरजते हैं।
4 महासागर के शब्द से, और समुद्र की महातरंगों से, विराजमान यहोवा अधिक महान है॥
5 तेरी चितौनियां अति विश्वासयोग्य हैं; हे यहोवा तेरे भवन को युग युग पवित्रता ही शोभा देती है॥
1 The Lord reigneth, he is clothed with majesty; the Lord is clothed with strength, wherewith he hath girded himself: the world also is stablished, that it cannot be moved.
2 Thy throne is established of old: thou art from everlasting.
3 The floods have lifted up, O Lord, the floods have lifted up their voice; the floods lift up their waves.
4 The Lord on high is mightier than the noise of many waters, yea, than the mighty waves of the sea.
5 Thy testimonies are very sure: holiness becometh thine house, O Lord, for ever.
0 To the chief Musician, even to Jeduthun, A Psalm of David.
1 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 I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; and my sorrow was stirred.
3 My heart was hot within me, while I was musing the fire burned: then spake I with my tongue,
4 Lord, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is; that I may know how frail I am.
5 Behold, thou hast made my days as an handbreadth; and mine age is as nothing before thee: verily every man at his best state is altogether vanity. Selah.
6 Surely every man walketh in a vain shew: surely they are disquieted in vain: he heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.
7 And now, Lord, what wait I for? my hope is in thee.
8 Deliver me from all my transgressions: make me not the reproach of the foolish.
9 I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; because thou didst it.
10 Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.
11 When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity, thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: surely every man is vanity. Selah.
12 Hear my prayer, O Lord, and give ear unto my cry; hold not thy peace at my tears: for I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner, as all my fathers were.
13 O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more.