Psalms 42
1 Deer pant, desiring to drink water from a stream [when there is a drought] (OR, [when they are being pursued by hunters].) In the same way [SIM], God, I need you very much.
Као што кошута тражи потоке, тако душа моја тражи Тебе, Боже!
2 I desire to have fellowship with [MET] you, the all-powerful God. [I wonder], “When will I be able to go [back to the temple in Israel] and worship in your presence again?”
Жедна је душа моја Бога, Бога Живога, кад ћу доћи и показати се лицу Божијем?
3 Every day and every night I cry; [it is as though] the only thing I have to drink is my tears; and while I do that, my enemies are continually asking me, “Why does your god not [help you]?”
Сузе су ми хлеб дан и ноћ, кад ми сваки дан говоре: Где је Бог твој?
4 I am very distressed [IDM] as I remember when I went with the crowd of people to the temple [in Jerusalem], leading them as we walked along; we were all shouting joyfully and singing to thank God [for what he had done]; we were a large group who were celebrating.
Душа се моја пролива кад се опомињем како сам ходио сред многог људства; ступао у дом Божји, а људство празнујући певаше и подвикиваше.
5 So [I say to] myself, “(Why am I sad and discouraged?/I should not be sad and discouraged!) [RHQ] I confidently expect God [to help me], and again I will praise him, my God, the one who saves me.”
Што си клонула, душо моја, и што си жалосна? Уздај се у Бога; јер ћу Га још славити, Спаситеља мог и Бога мог.
6 [But now, Yahweh], I am very discouraged [IDM], so I think about you, even from where the Jordan [River] gushes out from the bottom of Hermon [Mountain] and from Mizar Mountain.
Клонула је у мени душа зато што Те помињем у земљи јорданској, на Ермону, на гори малој.
7 But here, the great sorrow that I feel is like water that you send down [MET]; [it is like] a waterfall that tumbles down and floods over me.
Бездана бездану дозива гласом слапова Твојих; све воде Твоје и вали Твоји на мене навалише.
8 Yahweh shows me each day that he faithfully loves me, and each night I sing to him and pray to him, the God who causes me to live.
Дању је јављао Господ милост своју, а ноћу Му је песма у мене, молитва Богу живота мог.
9 I say to God, [who is like] an [overhanging] rock [under which I can hide] [MET], “It seems that you have forgotten me. I (mourn/cry) constantly because my enemies act cruelly toward me” [RHQ].
Рећи ћу Богу, граду свом: Зашто си ме заборавио? Зашто идем сетан од пакости непријатељеве?
10 They make fun of me constantly; they continually ask, “Why does your god not help you?” [RHQ] And when they insult me [like that], [it is like] wounds that I feel even in my bones.
Који ми пакосте, пребијајући кости моје, ругају ми се говорећи ми сваки дан: Где ти је Бог?
11 But [I think, ] “(Why am I sad and discouraged?/I should not be sad and discouraged!) [RHQ] I will confidently expect God [to help me], and I will praise him again, my God, the one who saves me.”
Што си клонула, душо моја, и што си жалосна? Уздај се у Бога; јер ћу Га још славити, Спаситеља мог и Бога мог.
