Psalms 147
1 Praise Yah, for it is good to sing praises to our God; for it is pleasant and fitting to praise him.
Hvalite Gospoda, jer je slatko pjevati Boga našega, jer blagome prilikuje hvala.
2 Yahweh 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 their 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 Yahweh upholds the humble. He brings the wicked down to the ground.
Prihvata smjerne Gospod, a bezbožne ponižava do zemlje.
7 Sing to Yahweh with thanksgiving. Sing praises on the harp to our God,
Redom pjevajte Gospodu hvalu, udarajte Bogu našemu u gusle.
8 who covers the sky with clouds, who prepares rain for the earth, who makes grass grow on the mountains.
On zastire nebo oblacima, sprema zemlji dažd, èini te raste na gorama trava;
9 He provides food for the livestock, and for the young ravens when they call.
Daje stoci piæu njezinu, i vraniæima, koji vièu k njemu.
10 He doesn’t 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 Yahweh 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 Yahweh, Jerusalem! Praise your God, Zion!
Slavi, Jerusalime, Gospoda; hvali Boga svojega, Sione!
13 For he has strengthened the bars of your gates. He has blessed your children within you.
Jer on utvrðuje prijevornice vrata tvojih, blagosilja sinove tvoje u tebi.
14 He makes peace in your borders. He fills you with the finest of the wheat.
Ograðuje meðe tvoje mirom, nasiæava te jedre pšenice.
15 He sends out his commandment to the earth. His word runs very swiftly.
Šalje govor svoj na zemlju, brzo teèe rijeè njegova.
16 He gives snow like wool, and scatters frost like ashes.
Daje snijeg kao vunu, sipa inje kao pepeo.
17 He hurls down his hail like pebbles. 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 done this for just any nation. They don’t know his ordinances. Praise Yah!
Ovo nije uèinio nijednome drugom narodu, i sudova njegovijeh oni ne znaju. Aliluja!
