Psalmi 92
1 Psalam. Pjesma. Za dan subotnji. Dobro je slaviti Jahvu, pjevati imenu tvome, Svevišnji;
A Psalm. — A Song for the sabbath-day. Good to give thanks to Jehovah, And to sing praises to Thy name, O Most High,
2 naviještati jutrom ljubav tvoju i noću vjernost tvoju,
To declare in the morning Thy kindness, And Thy faithfulness in the nights.
3 uz harfu od deset žica i liru, s pjesmom uz citaru.
On ten strings and on psaltery, On (higgaion) with harp.
4 Obradovao si me djelima svojim, o Jahve, kličem zbog djela ruku tvojih.
For Thou hast caused me to rejoice, O Jehovah, in Thy work, Concerning the works of Thy hands I sing.
5 Kako su silna djela tvoja, o Jahve, i duboki naumi tvoji!
How great have been Thy works, O Jehovah, Very deep have been Thy thoughts.
6 Bezuman čovjek ne spoznaje, luđak ne shvaća.
A brutish man doth not know, And a fool understandeth not this; —
7 Sve ako bi bezbošci nicali k'o trava i cvali svi što zlo čine, određeni su za vječnu propast;
When the wicked flourish as a herb, And blossom do all workers of iniquity — For their being destroyed for ever and ever!
8 a ti, Jahve, dovijeka uzvišen ostaješ.
And Thou [art] high to the age, O Jehovah.
9 Doista, dušmani tvoji, o Jahve, tvoji će dušmani propasti; raspršit će se svi što čine zlo.
For, lo, Thine enemies, O Jehovah, For, lo, Thine enemies, do perish, Separate themselves do all workers of iniquity.
10 Rog si mi digao k'o u bivola, pomazao me uljem prečistim;
And Thou exaltest as a reem my horn, I have been anointed with fresh oil.
11 i oko mi s visoka gleda dušmane i uho mirno sluša o onima što na me ustaju.
And mine eye looketh on mine enemies, Of those rising up against me, The evil doers, do mine ears hear.
12 K'o palma cvate pravednik i raste k'o cedar libanonski.
The righteous as a palm-tree flourisheth, As a cedar in Lebanon he groweth.
13 Zasađeni u Domu Jahvinu, cvatu u dvorima Boga našega.
Those planted in the house of Jehovah, In the courts of our God do flourish.
14 Rod donose i u starosti, sočni i puni svježine:
Still they bring forth in old age, Fat and flourishing are they,
15 da navijeste kako je pravedan Jahve, Hrid moja, onaj na kome nema nepravde.
To declare that upright [is] Jehovah my rock, And there is no perverseness in Him!
