Psalmi 67

1 Zborovođi. Uza žičana glazbala. Psalam. Pjesma. Smilovao nam se Bog i blagoslovio nas, obasjao nas licem svojim,

Unto the end, in, hymns, a psalm of a canticle for David. May God have mercy on us, and bless us: may he cause the light of his countenance to shine upon us, and may he have mercy on us.

2 da bi sva zemlja upoznala putove tvoje, svi puci tvoje spasenje!

That we may know thy way upon earth: thy salvation in all nations.

3 Neka te slave narodi, Bože, svi narodi neka te slave!

Let people confess to thee, O God: let all people give praise to thee.

4 Nek' se vesele i kliču narodi, jer sudiš pucima pravedno i narode vodiš na zemlji.

Let the nations be glad and rejoice: for thou judgest the people with justice, and directest the nations upon earth.

5 Neka te slave narodi, Bože, svi narodi neka te slave!

Let the people, O God, confess to thee: let all the people give praise to thee:

6 Zemlja plodom urodila! Bog nas blagoslovio, Bog naš!

The earth hath yielded her fruit. May God, our God bless us,

7 Bog nas blagoslovio! Neka ga štuju svi krajevi svjetski!

May God bless us: and all the ends of the earth fear him.