For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David.
In thee, O Jehovah, do I take refuge;
Let me never be put to shame:
Deliver me in thy righteousness.
Bow down thine ear unto me; deliver me speedily:
Be thou to me a strong rock,
A house of {Hebrew: fortresses.}defence to save me.
For thou art my rock and my fortress;
Therefore for thy name's sake lead me and guide me.
Pluck me out of the net that they have laid privily for me;
For thou art my stronghold.
Into thy hand I commend my spirit:
Thou hast redeemed me, O Jehovah, thou God of truth.
I hate them that regard lying vanities;
But I trust in Jehovah.
I will be glad and rejoice in thy lovingkindness;
For thou hast seen my affliction:
Thou hast known {Or, the adversities of my soul}my soul in adversities;
And thou hast not shut me up into the hand of the enemy;
Thou hast set my feet in a large place.
Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah, for I am in distress:
Mine eye wasteth away with grief, yea, my soul and my body.
For my life is spent with sorrow,
And my years with sighing:
My strength faileth because of mine iniquity,
And my bones are wasted away.
Because of all mine adversaries I am become a reproach,
Yea, unto my neighbors exceedingly,
And a fear to mine acquaintance:
They that did see me without fled from me.
I am forgotten as a dead man out of mind:
I am like a broken vessel.
For I have heard the defaming of many,
Terror on every side:
While they took counsel together against me
They devised to take away my life.
But I trusted in thee, O Jehovah:
I said, Thou art my God.
My times are in thy hand:
Deliver me from the hand of mine enemies, and from them that persecute me.
Make thy face to shine upon thy servant:
Save me in thy lovingkindness.
Let me not be put to shame, O Jehovah; for I have called upon thee:
Let the wicked be put to shame, let them be silent in Sheol.
Let the lying lips be dumb,
Which speak against the righteous insolently,
With pride and contempt.
Oh how great is thy goodness,
Which thou hast laid up for them that fear thee,
Which thou hast wrought for them that take refuge in thee,
Before the sons of men!
In the covert of thy presence wilt thou hide them from the plottings of man:
Thou wilt keep them secretly in a pavilion from the strife of tongues.
Blessed be Jehovah;
For he hath showed me his marvellous lovingkindness in a strong city.
As for me, I said in my {Or, alarm}haste,
I am cut off from before thine eyes:
Nevertheless thou heardest the voice of my supplications,
When I cried unto thee.
Oh love Jehovah, all ye his saints:
Jehovah preserveth {Or, faithfulness}the faithful,
And plentifully rewardeth him that dealeth proudly.
Be strong, and let your heart take courage,
All ye that {Or, wait for}hope in Jehovah.
Querverweise zu Psalm 31,9 Ps 31,9
Mine eye wasteth away because of grief;It waxeth old because of all mine adversaries.
For the Chief Musician; on stringed instruments, set to the {Or, the eighth}Sheminith. A Psalm of David.O Jehovah, rebuke me not in thine anger,Neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.
Mine eye wasteth away by reason of affliction:I have called daily upon thee, O Jehovah;I have spread forth my hands unto thee.
Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah; for I am withered away:O Jehovah, heal me; for my bones are troubled.
Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow,And all my members are as a shadow.
I am poured out like water,And all my bones are out of joint:My heart is like wax;It is melted within me.
Our eyes do yet fail in looking for our vain help:In our watching we have watched for a nation that could not save.
My strength is dried up like a potsherd;And my tongue cleaveth to my jaws;And thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
For this our heart is faint;For these things our eyes are dim;
A Psalm of David, {Or, to make memorial}to bring to remembrance.O Jehovah, rebuke me not in thy wrath;Neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.
For thine arrows {Hebrew: lighted on me.}stick fast in me,And thy hand {}presseth me sore.
There is no soundness in my flesh because of thine indignation;Neither is there any {Or, rest}health in my bones because of my sin.
For mine iniquities are gone over my head:As a heavy burden they are too heavy for me.
My wounds are loathsome and corrupt,Because of my foolishness.
I am {Hebrew: bent.}pained and bowed down greatly;I go mourning all the day long.
For my loins are filled with burning;And there is no soundness in my flesh.
I am faint and sore bruised:I have {Hebrew: roared.}groaned by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
Lord, all my desire is before thee;And my groaning is not hid from thee.
My heart throbbeth, my strength faileth me:As for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.
For our soul is bowed down to the dust:Our body cleaveth unto the earth.
For all the day long have I been plagued,And {Hebrew: my chastisement was.}chastened every morning.
My flesh and my heart faileth;But God is the {Hebrew: rock.}strength of my heart and my portion for ever.
For my soul is full of troubles,And my life draweth nigh unto Sheol.
I am reckoned with them that go down into the pit;I am as a man that hath no help,
Cast {Or, away}off among the dead,Like the slain that lie in the grave,Whom thou rememberest no more,And they are cut off from thy hand.
For my days consume away {Or, in smoke}like smoke,And my bones are burned {Or, as a hearth}as a firebrand.
My heart is smitten like grass, and withered;For I forget to eat my bread.
By reason of the voice of my groaningMy bones cleave to my flesh.
Such as sat in darkness and in the shadow of death,Being bound in affliction and iron,
He is chastened also with pain upon his bed, {Another reading is, While all his bones are firm.}And with continual strife in his bones;
So that his life abhorreth bread,And his soul dainty food.
His flesh is consumed away, that it cannot be seen;And his bones that were not seen stick out.
Yea, his soul draweth near unto the pit,And his life to the destroyers.