Psalms 147
1 Praise ye the Lord, for it is good to sing vnto our God: for it is a pleasant thing, and praise is comely.
Hvalite Gospoda, kajti dobro je peti hvalnice našemu Bogu, kajti to je prijetno in hvala je ljubka.
2 The Lord doth builde vp Ierusalem, and gather together the dispersed of Israel.
Gospod je zgradil Jeruzalem; skupaj zbira Izraelove pregnance.
3 He healeth those that are broken in heart, and bindeth vp their sores.
Ozdravlja potrte v srcu in povezuje njihove rane.
4 He counteth the nomber of the starres, and calleth them all by their names.
Šteje število zvezd, vse jih kliče po njihovih imenih.
5 Great is our Lord, and great is his power: his wisdome is infinite.
Velik je naš Gospod in zelo močan, njegovo razumevanje je neskončno.
6 The Lord relieueth the meeke, and abaseth the wicked to the ground.
Gospod dviguje krotke; zlobne podira k tlom.
7 Sing vnto the Lord with prayse: sing vpon the harpe vnto our God,
Pojte Gospodu z zahvaljevanjem, našemu Bogu pojte hvalo na harfo,
8 Which couereth the heauen with cloudes, and prepareth raine for the earth, and maketh the grasse to growe vpon the mountaines:
ki nebo pokriva z oblaki, ki za zemljo pripravlja dež, ki daje travi, da raste po gorah.
9 Which giueth to beasts their foode, and to the yong rauens that crie.
On daje živali njeno hrano in mladim krokarjem, ki kličejo.
10 He hath not pleasure in the strength of an horse, neither delighteth he in the legs of man.
Ne razveseljuje se v moči konja. Ne veseli se človeških nog.
11 But the Lord deliteth in them that feare him, and attende vpon his mercie.
Gospod se veseli tistih, ki se ga bojijo, tistih, ki upajo v njegovo usmiljenje.
12 Prayse the Lord, O Ierusalem: prayse thy God, O Zion.
Hvali Gospoda, oh Jeruzalem, hvali svojega Boga, oh Sion.
13 For he hath made the barres of thy gates strong, and hath blessed thy children within thee.
Kajti utrjuje zapahe tvojih velikih vrat, tvoje otroke je blagoslovil znotraj tebe.
14 He setteth peace in thy borders, and satisfieth thee with the floure of wheate.
Na tvojih mejah daje mir in te nasičuje z najodličnejšo pšenico.
15 He sendeth foorth his commandement vpon earth, and his worde runneth very swiftly.
Svojo zapoved pošilja na zemljo; njegova beseda teče zelo naglo.
16 He giueth snowe like wooll, and scattereth the hoare frost like ashes.
Sneg daje kakor volno, slano razsiplje kakor pepel.
17 He casteth foorth his yce like morsels: who can abide the colde thereof?
Svoj led meče kakor koščke; kdo lahko obstane pred njegovim mrazom?
18 He sendeth his worde and melteth them: he causeth his winde to blowe, and the waters flowe.
Razpošilja svojo besedo in jih topi; svojemu vetru povzroča, da piha in vodam, [da] tečejo.
19 He sheweth his word vnto Iaakob, his statutes and his iudgements vnto Israel.
Svojo besedo kaže Jakobu, svoje zakone in svoje sodbe Izraelu.
20 He hath not dealt so with euery nation, neither haue they knowen his iudgements. Prayse ye the Lord.
Z nobenim narodom ni tako postopal in glede njegovih sodb, jih oni niso spoznali. Hvalite Gospoda.
