Psalmi 147
1 Aleluja! Hvalite Jahvu jer je dobar, pjevajte Bogu našem jer je sladak; svake hvale on je dostojan!
Praise the LORD, for it is good to sing praises to our God; for it is pleasant and fitting to praise him.
2 Jahve gradi Jeruzalem, sabire raspršene Izraelce.
The LORD builds up Jerusalem. He gathers together the outcasts of Israel.
3 On liječi one koji su srca skršena i povija rane njihove.
He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds.
4 On određuje broj zvijezda, svaku njezinim imenom naziva.
He counts the number of the stars. He calls 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 upholds the humble. He brings the wicked down to the ground.
7 Pjevajte Jahvi pjesmu zahvalnu, svirajte na citari Bogu našem!
Sing to the LORD with thanksgiving. Sing praises on 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 covers the sky with clouds, who prepares rain for the earth, who makes grass grow on the mountains.
9 On stoci hranu daje i mladim gavranima kada grakću.
He provides food for the livestock, and for the young ravens when they call.
10 Za konjsku snagu on ne mari nit' mu se mile bedra čovječja.
He doesn’t delight in the strength of the horse. He takes no pleasure in the legs of a man.
11 Mili su Jahvi oni koji se njega boje, koji se uzdaju u dobrotu njegovu.
The LORD takes pleasure in those who fear him, in those who hope in his loving kindness.
12 Slavi Jahvu, Jeruzaleme, hvali Boga svoga, Sione!
Praise the LORD, Jerusalem! Praise your God, Zion!
13 On učvrsti zasune vrata tvojih, blagoslovi u tebi tvoje sinove.
For he has strengthened the bars of your gates. He has blessed your children within you.
14 On dade mir granicama tvojim, pšenicom te hrani najboljom.
He makes peace in your borders. He fills you with the finest of the wheat.
15 Besjedu svoju šalje na zemlju, brzo trči riječ njegova.
He sends out his commandment to the earth. His word runs very swiftly.
16 Kao vunu snijeg razbacuje, prosipa mraz poput pepela.
He gives snow like wool, and scatters frost like ashes.
17 On sipa grÓad kao zalogaje, voda mrzne od njegove studeni.
He hurls down his hail like pebbles. Who can stand before his cold?
18 Riječ svoju pošalje i vode se tope; dunu vjetrom i vode otječu.
He sends out his word, and melts them. He causes his wind to blow, and the waters flow.
19 Riječ svoju on objavi Jakovu, odluke svoje i zakone Izraelu.
He shows his word to Jacob, his statutes and his ordinances to Israel.
20 Ne učini tako nijednom narodu: nijednom naredbe svoje ne objavi! Aleluja!
He has not done this for just any nation. They don’t know his ordinances. Praise the LORD!
