Psalmi 68
1 Zborovođi. Davidov. Psalam. Pjesma. Bog nek' ustane! Razbježali se dušmani njegovi! Svi mrzitelji njegovi pobjegli pred njim!
“For the leader of the music. A psalm of David.” Let God arise, and his enemies are scattered, And they who hate him flee before him!
2 Kao što dim iščezava, i njih neka nestane! Kako se vosak topi na ognju, nek' nestane grešnika pred licem Božjim!
As smoke is dispersed, so thou dispersest them; As wax melteth before the fire, So perish the wicked before the face of God.
3 Pravedni neka se raduju, neka klikću pred Bogom, neka kliču od radosti.
But the righteous are glad and rejoice in his presence, Yea, they exult exceedingly.
4 Pjevajte Bogu, slavite mu ime! Poravnajte put onome koji ide pustinjom - kojemu je ime Jahve - i kličite pred njim!
Sing unto God; sing praises to his name! Prepare a way for him who rideth through the desert! Jehovah is his name; be joyful in his presence!
5 Otac sirota, branitelj udovica, Bog je u svom svetom šatoru.
The father of the fatherless, and the protector of the widow, Is God in his holy habitation.
6 Napuštene okućit će Jahve, sužnjima pružit' sretnu slobodu: buntovnici samo ostaše u sažganoj pustinji.
God causeth the forsaken to dwell in houses; He leadeth forth to prosperity them that are bound; But the rebellious shall dwell in a barren land.
7 Kad si stupao, Bože, pred narodom svojim, dok si prolazio pustinjom,
O God! when thou didst go before thy people, When thou didst march through the wilderness. (Pause)
8 tresla se zemlja, nebo se rosilo pred Bogom, Sinaj drhtao pred Bogom, Bogom Izraela.
The earth quaked, and the heavens dropped at the presence of God; This Sinai trembled at the presence of God, the God of Israel.
9 Blagoslovljen dažd pustio si, Bože, na baštinu svoju, okrijepio je umornu.
Thou, O God! didst send a plentiful rain; Thou didst strengthen thy wearied inheritance.
10 Stado se tvoje nastani u njoj, u dobroti, Bože, ti je spremi siromahu.
Thy people established themselves in the land; Thou, O God! in thy goodness, didst prepare it for the needy!
11 Jahve riječ zadaje, veliko je mnoštvo radosnih vjesnika:
The Lord gave the song of victory Of the maidens publishing glad tidings to the mighty host.
12 kraljevi vojska bježe te bježe, domaćice plijen dijele.
“The kings with their armies have fled, —have fled! And the matron at home divideth the spoil.
13 Dok vi počivaste među stadima, krila golubice zablistaše srebrom, a njeno perje žućkastim zlatom:
Truly ye may repose yourselves in the stalls, Like the wings of a dove covered with silver, And her feathers with shining gold.”
14 ondje Svemogući razbijaše kraljeve, a ona poput snijega zablista na Salmonu.
When the Most High destroyed the kings in the land, It was white [[with their bones]] like Salmon.
15 Božanska je gora gora bašanska vrletna.
Ye lofty hills, ye hills of Bashan, Ye many-topped hills, ye hills of Bashan,
16 Zašto vi, gore vrletne, zavidno gledate na goru gdje se svidje Bogu prebivati? Jahve će na njoj boraviti svagda!
Why frown ye, ye many-topped hills, At the hill in which God is pleased to dwell, In which Jehovah will dwell for ever?
17 Božja su kola bezbrojna, tisuću tisuća: Jahve sa Sinaja u Svetište dolazi!
The chariots of God are myriads, yea, thousands of thousands; The Lord is in the midst of them, as upon Sinai, in the sanctuary.
18 Na visinu uzađe vodeći sužnje, na dar si ljude primio, pa i one što ne žele prebivati kod Boga.
Thou hast ascended on high, Thou hast led captive the vanquished, Thou hast received gifts among men, Even the rebellious, that here thou mightst dwell, O LORD God!
19 Blagoslovljen Jahve dan za danom, nosi nas Bog, naš Spasitelj.
Praised be the Lord daily! When we are heavy-laden, the Mighty One is our help.
20 Bog naš jest Bog koji spasava, Jahve od smrti izbavlja.
Our God is a God of salvation; From the Lord Jehovah cometh deliverance from death.
21 Zaista, Bog će satrti glave dušmana svojih, kuštravo tjeme onog što hodi u grijesima.
But God smiteth the head of his enemies, Even the hairy crowns of those who go on in their iniquity.
22 Reče Gospodin: “Iz Bašana ću ih dovesti, dovest ću ih iz dubine mora,
“I will bring them back,” saith the Lord, “from Bashan; I will bring them back from the deep sea;
23 da okupaš nogu u krvi, da jezici tvojih pasa imadnu dio od dušmana.”
That thy foot may be dipped in their blood, That thy dogs may drink the blood of thine enemies.”
24 Ulazak ti, Bože, gledaju, ulazak moga Boga i Kralja u Svetište:
We have seen thy procession, O God! The procession of my God, my king, to his sanctuary!
25 sprijeda pjevači, za njima svirači, u sredini djevojke s bubnjićima.
The singers go before, the minstrels follow, Amidst damsels playing on timbrels.
26 “U svečanim zborovima slavite Boga, slavite Jahvu, sinovi Izraelovi!”
Praise ye God in your assemblies; Praise the Lord, all ye from the fountain of Israel!
27 Predvodi ih najmlađi, Benjamin, koji ide pred njima, ondje su knezovi Judini sa četama svojim, knezovi Zebulunovi i knezovi Naftalijevi.
Here is Benjamin, the youngest, and his leaders; The chiefs of Judah, and their band; The chiefs of Zebulon, and the chiefs of Naphtali.
28 Pokaži, Bože, silu svoju, silu kojom se, Bože, boriš za nas
Thy God has ordained thy strength, [[O Israel!]] Show forth thy might, O God! thou who hast wrought for us!
29 iz Hrama svojega u Jeruzalemu! Nek' ti kraljevi darove donose!
Because of thy temple in Jerusalem Shall kings bring presents to thee.
30 Ukroti neman u trsci, stado bikova s teladi naroda! Neka se prostru pred tobom sa srebrnim žezlima: rasprši narode koji se ratu vesele!
Rebuke the wild beast of the reeds, The multitude of bulls with the calves of the nations, So that they shall cast themselves down with masses of silver; Scatter thou the nations that delight in war!
31 Nek' dođu velikani iz Egipta, Etiopija nek' pruži ruke Bogu!
Princes shall come out of Egypt; Ethiopia shall haste with outstretched hands to God.
32 Sva kraljevstva svijeta, pjevajte Bogu, slavite Jahvu,
Ye kingdoms of the earth, sing unto God; Sing praises to Jehovah;
33 koji se vozi po nebu, po nebu iskonskom! Čuj, glasom grmi, glasom svojim silnim:
To him who rideth upon the ancient heaven of heavens! Behold, he uttereth his voice, his mighty voice!
34 “Priznajte silu Božju!” Nad Izraelom veličanstvo njegovo, u oblacima (sila) njegova!
Give glory to God, Whose majesty is in Israel, and whose might is in the clouds!
35 Strašan je Bog iz svojega Svetišta. Bog Izraelov daje moć i silu narodu svojemu. Blagoslovljen Bog!
Terrible art thou, O God! from thy sanctuary! The God of Israel giveth strength and power to his people. Praised be God!
