Psalms 42

1 For the Chief Musician. A contemplation by the sons of Korah. As the deer pants for the water brooks, so my soul pants after you, God.

Zborovođi. Poučna pjesma. Sinova Korahovih. Kao što košuta žudi za izvor-vodom, tako duša moja čezne, Bože, za tobom.

2 My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and appear before God?

Žedna mi je duša Boga, Boga živoga: o, kada ću doći i lice Božje gledati?

3 My tears have been my food day and night, while they continually ask me, “Where is your God?”

Suze su kruh moj danju i noću, dok me svednevice pitaju: “Gdje ti je Bog tvoj?”

4 These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, how I used to go with the crowd, and led them to God’s house, with the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping a holy day.

Duša moja gine kada se spomenem kako koračah u mnoštvu predvodeć' ih k Domu Božjem uz radosno klicanje i hvalopojke u povorci svečanoj.

5 Why are you in despair, my soul? Why are you disturbed within me? Hope in God! For I shall still praise him for the saving help of his presence.

Što si mi, dušo, klonula i što jecaš u meni? U Boga se uzdaj, jer opet ću ga slaviti, spasenje svoje, Boga svog!

6 My God, my soul is in despair within me. Therefore I remember you from the land of the Jordan, the heights of Hermon, from the hill Mizar.

Tuguje duša u meni, stoga se tebe spominjem iz zemlje Jordana i Hermona, s brda Misara.

7 Deep calls to deep at the noise of your waterfalls. All your waves and your billows have swept over me.

Bezdan doziva bezdan bukom slapova tvojih: sve vode tvoje i vali preko mene prijeđoše.

8 GOD will command his loving kindness in the daytime. In the night his song shall be with me: a prayer to the God of my life.

Nek' mi danju Jahve naklonost udijeli, a noću pjesmom ću hvalit' Boga života svog.

9 I will ask God, my rock, “Why have you forgotten me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?”

Reći ću Bogu: “Hridino moja, zašto me zaboravljaš? Zašto obilazim žalostan, pritisnut dušmanima?”

10 As with a sword in my bones, my adversaries reproach me, while they continually ask me, “Where is your God?”

Kosti mi se lome od poruge neprijatelja dok me svednevice pitaju: “Gdje ti je Bog tvoj?”

11 Why are you in despair, my soul? Why are you disturbed within me? Hope in God! For I shall still praise him, the saving help of my countenance, and my God.

Što si mi, dušo, klonula i što jecaš u meni? U Boga se uzdaj, jer opet ću ga slaviti, spasenje svoje, Boga svog!