Psalms 147
1 Praise ye Jehovah, for it is good to sing praises to our God. For it is pleasant, and praise is comely.
Hvalite Gospoda, jer je slatko pjevati Boga našega, jer blagome prilikuje hvala.
2 Jehovah builds up Jerusalem. He gathers together the outcasts of Israel.
Gospod zida Jerusalim, sabira rasijane sinove Izrailjeve;
3 He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds.
Iscjeljuje one koji su skrušena srca, i lijeèi tuge njihove;
4 He counts the number of the stars. He calls them all by names.
Izbraja mnoštvo zvijezda, i sve ih zove imenom.
5 Great is our Lord, and mighty in power. His understanding is infinite.
Velik je Gospod naš i velika je krjepost njegova, i razumu njegovu nema mjere.
6 Jehovah upholds the meek. He brings the wicked down to the ground.
Prihvata smjerne Gospod, a bezbožne ponižava do zemlje.
7 Sing to Jehovah with thanksgiving. Sing praises upon the harp to our God,
Redom pjevajte Gospodu hvalu, udarajte Bogu našemu u gusle.
8 who covers the heavens with clouds, who prepares rain for the earth, who makes grass to grow upon the mountains.
On zastire nebo oblacima, sprema zemlji dažd, èini te raste na gorama trava;
9 He gives to the beast his food, and to the young ravens which cry.
Daje stoci piæu njezinu, i vraniæima, koji vièu k njemu.
10 He does not delight in the strength of the horse. He takes no pleasure in the legs of a man.
Ne mari za silu konjsku, niti su mu mili kraci èovjeèiji.
11 Jehovah takes pleasure in those who fear him, in those who hope in his loving kindness.
Mili su Gospodu oni koji ga se boje, koji se uzdaju u milost njegovu.
12 Praise Jehovah, O Jerusalem. Praise thy God, O Zion.
Slavi, Jerusalime, Gospoda; hvali Boga svojega, Sione!
13 For he has strengthened the bars of thy gates. He has blessed thy sons within thee.
Jer on utvrðuje prijevornice vrata tvojih, blagosilja sinove tvoje u tebi.
14 He makes peace in thy borders. He fills thee with the finest of the wheat.
Ograðuje meðe tvoje mirom, nasiæava te jedre pšenice.
15 He sends out his commandment upon earth. His word runs very swiftly.
Šalje govor svoj na zemlju, brzo teèe rijeè njegova.
16 He gives snow like wool. He scatters the hoar-frost like ashes.
Daje snijeg kao vunu, sipa inje kao pepeo.
17 He casts forth his ice like morsels. Who can stand before his cold?
Baca grad svoj kao zalogaje, pred mrazom njegovijem ko æe ostati?
18 He sends out his word, and melts them. He causes his wind to blow, and the waters flow.
Pošlje rijeè svoju, i sve se raskravi; dune duhom svojim, i poteku vode.
19 He shows his word to Jacob, his statutes and his ordinances to Israel.
On je javio rijeè svoju Jakovu, naredbe i sudove svoje Izrailju.
20 He has not dealt so with any nation. And as for his ordinances, they have not known them. Praise ye Jehovah.
Ovo nije uèinio nijednome drugom narodu, i sudova njegovijeh oni ne znaju. Aliluja!
