Psalms 42

1 For the chief musician. A maschil of the sons of Korah. As the deer pants after streams of water, so I thirst for you, God.

Kao što košuta traži potoke, tako duša moja traži tebe, Bože!

2 I thirst for God, for the living God, when will I come and appear before God?

Žedna je duša moja Boga, Boga živoga, kad æu doæi i pokazati se licu Božijemu?

3 My tears have been my food day and night, while my enemies are always saying to me, “Where is your God?”

Suze su mi hljeb dan i noæ, kad mi svaki dan govore: gdje je Bog tvoj?

4 These things I call to mind as I pour out my soul: how I went with the throng and led them to the house of God with the voice of joy and praise, a multitude celebrating a festival.

Duša se moja proljeva kad se opominjem kako sam hodio sred mnogoga ljudstva, stupao u dom Božji, a ljudstvo praznujuæi pjevaše i podvikivaše.

5 Why are you bowed down, my soul? Why are you upset within me? Hope in God, for again I will praise him who is my salvation.

Što si klonula, dušo moja, i što si žalosna? Uzdaj se u Boga; jer æu ga još slaviti, spasitelja mojega i Boga mojega.

6 My God, my soul is bowed down within me, therefore I call you to mind from the land of the Jordan, from the three peaks of Mount Hermon, and from the hill of Mizar.

Klonula je u meni duša zato što te pominjem u zemlji Jordanskoj, na Ermonu, na gori maloj.

7 Deep calls to deep at the noise of your waterfalls; all your waves and your billows have gone over me.

Bezdana bezdanu dozivlje glasom slapova tvojih; sve vode tvoje i vali tvoji na mene navališe.

8 Yet Yahweh will command his covenant faithfulness in the daytime; in the night his song will be with me, a prayer to the God of my life.

Danju je javljao Gospod milost svoju, a noæu mu je pjesma u mene, molitva Bogu života mojega.

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

Reæi æu Bogu, gradu svojemu: zašto si me zaboravio? zašto idem sjetan od pakosti neprijateljeve?

10 As with a sword in my bones, my adversaries rebuke me, while they always say to me, “Where is your God?”

Koji mi pakoste, prebijajuæi kosti moje, rugaju mi se govoreæi mi svaki dan: gdje ti je Bog?

11 Why are you bowed down, my soul? Why are you upset within me? Hope in God, for again I will praise him who is my salvation and my God.

Što si klonula, dušo moja, i što si žalosna? Uzdaj se u Boga; jer æu ga još slaviti, spasitelja mojega i Boga mojega.