1 Píseň stupňů, Davidova. Byť Hospodina s námi nebylo, rciž nyní, Izraeli,

2 Byť Hospodina s námi nebylo, když lidé povstali proti nám:

3 Tehdáž by nás byli za živa sehltili v rozpálení hněvu svého proti nám;

4 Tehdáž by nás byly přikvačily vody, proud zachvátil by byl duši naši;

5 Tehdáž zachvátily by byly duši naši ty vody zduté.

6 Požehnaný Hospodin, kterýž nás nevydal v loupež zubům jejich.

7 Duše naše jako ptáče znikla osídla ptáčníků; osídlo se ztrhalo, i vynikli jsme.

8 Pomoc naše jest ve jménu Hospodinovu, kterýž učinil nebe i zemi.

1 A Song of the going up. Of David. If it had not been the Lord who was on our side (let Israel now say);

2 If it had not been the Lord who was on our side, when men came up against us;

3 They would have made a meal of us while still living, in the heat of their wrath against us:

4 We would have been covered by the waters; the streams would have gone over our soul;

5 Yes, the waters of pride would have gone over our soul.

6 Praise be to the Lord, who has not let us be wounded by their teeth.

7 Our soul has gone free like a bird out of the net of those who would take her: the net is broken, and we are free.

8 Our help is in the name of the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth.