1 To the chief music-maker, on Neginoth. Maschil. Of David.
2 \55:1\Give hearing to my prayer, O God; and let not your ear be shut against my request.
3 \55:2\Give thought to me, and let my prayer be answered: I have been made low in sorrow;
4 \55:3\I am troubled because of the voice of the cruel ones, because of the loud cry of the evil-doers; for they put a weight of evil on me, and they are cruel in their hate for me.
5 \55:4\My heart is deeply wounded, and the fear of death has come on me.
6 \55:5\Fear and shaking have come over me, with deep fear I am covered.
7 \55:6\And I said, If only I had wings like a dove! for then I would go in flight from here and be at rest.
8 \55:7\I would go wandering far away, living in the waste land. (Selah.)
9 \55:8\I would quickly take cover from the driving storm and from the violent wind.
10 \55:9\Send destruction on them, O Lord, make a division of tongues among them: for I have seen fighting and violent acts in the town.
11 \55:10\By day and night they go round the town, on the walls; trouble and sorrow are in the heart of it.
12 \55:11\Evil is there; cruel rule and deceit are ever in the streets.
13 \55:12\For it was not my hater who said evil of me; that would have been no grief to me; it was not one outside the number of my friends who made himself strong against me, or I would have kept myself from him in a secret place;
14 \55:13\But it was you, my equal, my guide, my well-loved friend.
15 \55:14\We had loving talk together, and went to the house of God in company.
16 \55:15\Let the hand of death come on them suddenly, and let them go down living into the underworld; because evil is in their houses and in their hearts.
17 \55:16\As for me, I will make my prayer to God, and he will be my saviour.
18 \55:17\In the evening and in the morning and in the middle of the day I will make my prayer with sounds of grief; and my voice will come to his ears.
19 \55:18\He has taken my soul away from the attack which was made against me, and given it peace; for great numbers were against me.
20 \55:19\God will give thought to me; he who from early times is strong will send pain and trouble on them. (Selah.) Because they are unchanged, they have no fear of God.
21 \55:20\He has put out his hand against those who were at peace with him; he has not kept his agreement.
22 \55:21\The words of his mouth were smoother than butter, but war was in his heart; his words were softer than oil, but they were sharp swords.
23 \55:22\Put your cares on the Lord, and he will be your support; he will not let the upright man be moved.
24 \55:23\But you, O God, will send them down into the underworld; the cruel and the false will be cut off before half their days are ended; but I will have faith in you.
1 Ouve a minha oração, ó Deus, não te escondas da minha súplica.
2 Atende-me e ouve-me. Pois gemo e choro na minha angústia,por causa de tudo o que os meus inimigos bradam contra mim,e da opressão que me fazem. Lançam-me toda a sua maldade e com raiva me aborrecem.
4 Dói-me até o coração, e terrores mortais caíram sobre mim.
5 Tenho medo e pavor. Estou cheio de terror.
6 Quem me dera ter asas como uma pomba. Voaria para longe e teria descanso.
7 Fugiria para um deserto bem distante daqui e lá ficaria.
8 Escaparia a toda esta tempestade, a este vento de fúria e ódio.
12 Não foi um inimigo quem me insultou; se assim fosse eu até o teria suportado. Podia ter-me escondido e escapado.
13 Mas foste tu, meu parceiro, meu companheiro e amigo,
14 que conversavas tão bem comigo, e que ias comigo, juntamente com todo o povo, à casa de Deus.
15 Que a morte os arrebate e os derrube, mesmo que estejam cheios de vida, porque as suas casas estão cheias de pecado e estão contaminados até ao fundo da alma.
16 Mas eu farei apelo a Deus, que me salvará.
17 Orarei de manhã, ao meio do dia e à noite, suplicando Deus em voz alta, e ele me responderá.
18 Livrou a minha alma da guerra que me faziam, apesar de serem muitos contra mim.
19 Deus, que existe desde séculos sem fim no passado, lhes responderá. Porque não temem Deus, e não mudarão de ideias.
20 Eram meus amigos e traíram-me, a mim que vivia em paz com eles.
21 Tinham palavras mansas, palavras de mel, mas no seu coração havia guerra; tinham maneiras suaves, oleosas, contudo escondiam punhais bem afiados.
22 Lança os teus cuidados sobre o Senhor e ele te dará forças. Não deixará que os que seguem a sua justiça caiam.
23 Mas a eles mandá-los-á para a cova da destruição. Assassinos e mentirosos não viverão nem metade do tempo que poderiam viver. Quanto a mim confiarei sempre no Senhor.