Psalmi 147
1 Aleluja! Hvalite Jahvu jer je dobar, pjevajte Bogu našem jer je sladak; svake hvale on je dostojan!
Praise ye the LORD! For it is good to sing praise to our God; For it is pleasant, and praise is becoming.
2 Jahve gradi Jeruzalem, sabire raspršene Izraelce.
The LORD buildeth up Jerusalem; He gathereth together the dispersed of Israel.
3 On liječi one koji su srca skršena i povija rane njihove.
He healeth the broken in heart, And bindeth up their wounds.
4 On određuje broj zvijezda, svaku njezinim imenom naziva.
He counteth the number of the stars; He calleth them all by their names.
5 Velik je naš Gospodin i svesilan, nema mjere mudrosti njegovoj.
Great is our Lord, and mighty in power; His understanding is infinite.
6 Jahve pridiže ponizne, zlotvore do zemlje snizuje.
The LORD lifteth up the lowly; He casteth the wicked down to the ground.
7 Pjevajte Jahvi pjesmu zahvalnu, svirajte na citari Bogu našem!
Sing to the LORD with thanksgiving; Sing praises upon the harp to our God!
8 Oblacima on prekriva nebesa i zemlji kišu sprema; daje da po bregovima raste trava i bilje na službu čovjeku.
Who covereth the heavens with clouds, Who prepareth rain for the earth, Who causeth grass to grow upon the mountains.
9 On stoci hranu daje i mladim gavranima kada grakću.
He giveth to the cattle their food. And to the young ravens, when they cry.
10 Za konjsku snagu on ne mari nit' mu se mile bedra čovječja.
He delighteth not in the strength of the horse, He taketh not pleasure in the legs of a man.
11 Mili su Jahvi oni koji se njega boje, koji se uzdaju u dobrotu njegovu.
The LORD taketh pleasure in those who fear him, In those who trust in his mercy.
12 Slavi Jahvu, Jeruzaleme, hvali Boga svoga, Sione!
Praise the LORD. O Jerusalem! Praise thy God, O Zion!
13 On učvrsti zasune vrata tvojih, blagoslovi u tebi tvoje sinove.
For he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates; He hath blessed thy children within thee.
14 On dade mir granicama tvojim, pšenicom te hrani najboljom.
He maketh peace in thy borders, And satisfieth thee with the finest of the wheat.
15 Besjedu svoju šalje na zemlju, brzo trči riječ njegova.
He sendeth forth his command to the earth; His word runneth very swiftly.
16 Kao vunu snijeg razbacuje, prosipa mraz poput pepela.
He giveth snow like wool, And scattereth the hoar-frost like ashes.
17 On sipa grÓad kao zalogaje, voda mrzne od njegove studeni.
He casteth forth his ice like morsels; Who can stand before his cold?
18 Riječ svoju pošalje i vode se tope; dunu vjetrom i vode otječu.
He sendeth forth his word, and melteth them; He causeth his wind to blow, and the waters flow.
19 Riječ svoju on objavi Jakovu, odluke svoje i zakone Izraelu.
He publisheth his word to Jacob, His statutes and laws to Israel.
20 Ne učini tako nijednom narodu: nijednom naredbe svoje ne objavi! Aleluja!
He hath dealt in this manner with no other nation; And, as for his ordinances, they have not known them. Praise ye the LORD!
