Psalmi 42

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

For the Chief Musician. Maschil of the sons of Korah. As the hart panteth after the water brooks, So panteth my soul after thee, O God.

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

My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: When shall I come and appear before God?

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

My tears have been my food day and night, While they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?

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

These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, How I went with the throng, and led them to the house of God, With the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping holyday.

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

Why art thou cast down, O my soul? And [why] art thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise him [For] the help of his countenance.

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

O my God, my soul is cast down within me: Therefore do I remember thee from the land of the Jordan, And the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.

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

Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterfalls: All thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.

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

[Yet] Jehovah will command his lovingkindness in the day-time; And in the night his song shall be with me, [Even] a prayer unto the God of my life.

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

I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

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

As with a sword in my bones, mine adversaries reproach me, While they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?

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

Why art thou cast down, O my soul? And why art thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise him, [Who is] the help of my countenance, and my God.