< Psalmi 147 >

1 Hvalite Gospoda, jer je slatko pjevati Boga našega, jer blagome prilikuje hvala.
Halleluyah ·praise Yah·, for it is good to sing tehilahot ·praise songs· to our God; for it is pleasant and fitting to make zahmar ·musical praise· unto him.
2 Gospod zida Jerusalim, sabira rasijane sinove Izrailjeve;
Adonai builds up Jerusalem [City of peace]. He gathers together the outcasts of Israel [God prevails].
3 Iscjeljuje one koji su skrušena srca, i lijeèi tuge njihove;
He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds.
4 Izbraja mnoštvo zvijezda, i sve ih zove imenom.
He counts the number of the stars. He calls them all by their names.
5 Velik je Gospod naš i velika je krjepost njegova, i razumu njegovu nema mjere.
Great is our Lord, and mighty in power. His understanding is infinite.
6 Prihvata smjerne Gospod, a bezbožne ponižava do zemlje.
Adonai upholds the humble. He brings the wicked down to the ground.
7 Redom pjevajte Gospodu hvalu, udarajte Bogu našemu u gusle.
Sing to Adonai with thanksgiving. Sing zahmar ·musical praise· on the harp to our God,
8 On zastire nebo oblacima, sprema zemlji dažd, èini te raste na gorama trava;
who covers the sky with clouds, who prepares rain for the earth, who makes grass grow on the mountains.
9 Daje stoci piæu njezinu, i vraniæima, koji vièu k njemu.
He provides food for the livestock, and for the young ravens when they call.
10 Ne mari za silu konjsku, niti su mu mili kraci èovjeèiji.
He does not delight in the strength of the horse. He takes no pleasure in the legs of a man.
11 Mili su Gospodu oni koji ga se boje, koji se uzdaju u milost njegovu.
Adonai takes pleasure in those who fear him, in those who hope in his chesed ·loving-kindness·.
12 Slavi, Jerusalime, Gospoda; hvali Boga svojega, Sione!
Praise Adonai, Jerusalem [City of peace]! Praise your God, Zion [Mountain ridge, Marking]!
13 Jer on utvrðuje prijevornice vrata tvojih, blagosilja sinove tvoje u tebi.
For he has strengthened the bars of your gates. He has blessed your children within you.
14 Ograðuje meðe tvoje mirom, nasiæava te jedre pšenice.
He makes peace in your borders. He fills you with the finest of the wheat.
15 Šalje govor svoj na zemlju, brzo teèe rijeè njegova.
He sends his word out over the earth. His word runs very swiftly.
16 Daje snijeg kao vunu, sipa inje kao pepeo.
He gives snow like wool, and scatters frost like ashes.
17 Baca grad svoj kao zalogaje, pred mrazom njegovijem ko æe ostati?
He hurls down his hail like pebbles. Who can stand before his cold?
18 Pošlje rijeè svoju, i sve se raskravi; dune duhom svojim, i poteku vode.
He sends out his word, and melts them. He causes his wind to blow, and the waters flow.
19 On je javio rijeè svoju Jakovu, naredbe i sudove svoje Izrailju.
He shows his word to Jacob [Supplanter]; his statutes and his judgments to Israel [God prevails].
20 Ovo nije uèinio nijednome drugom narodu, i sudova njegovijeh oni ne znaju. Aliluja!
He has not done this for just any nation. They don’t know his judgments. Halleluyah ·praise Yah·!

< Psalmi 147 >