Psalmi 65

1 U tebi je uzdanje, Bože, tebi pripada hvala na Sionu, i tebi se izvršuju zavjeti.

For the leader. A psalm of David. A song. It is seemly to praise you, O God, in Zion, and to you shall the vow be performed in Jerusalem.

2 Ti slušaš molitvu; k tebi dolazi svako tijelo.

O you who hear prayer, unto you shall all flesh come.

3 Bezakonja me pritiskuju, ti æeš oèistiti grijehe naše.

Our sins are too mighty for us, our transgressions you only can cover them.

4 Blago onome koga izbiraš i primaš, da živi u dvoru tvom! Nasitiæemo se dobrom doma tvojega, svetinjom crkve tvoje.

Happy the person who you choose to live beside you in your courts. O may we be filled with the joys of your house, of your holy temple.

5 Divno nam odgovaraš po pravdi svojoj, Bože, spasitelju naš, uzdanico svijeh krajeva zemaljskih, i naroda preko mora daleko.

In dread deeds you loyally answer us, O God of our salvation, whom all ends of the earth put their trust in, and islands far away.

6 Koji si postavio gore svojom silom, opasao se jaèinom,

By your strength you establish the hills, you are armed with might;

7 Koji utišavaš huku morsku, huku vala njihovijeh i bunu po narodima!

you still the roaring of seas, and the turmoil of nations,

8 Boje se tvojih èudesa koji žive na krajevima zemaljskim; sve što se javlja jutrom i veèerom ti budiš da slavi tebe.

so that those who live at earth’s bounds are awed at your signs: the lands of the sunrise and sunset you make to ring with joy.

9 Nadgledaš zemlju i zalivaš je, obilno je obogaæavaš; potok je Božji pun vode, spremaš za njih žito, jer si tako uredio.

You visit and water the earth; you greatly enrich her with the river of God, which is full of water. You prepare the corn thereof,

10 Brazde njezine napajaš, ravniš grude njezine, kišnim kapljama razmekšavaš je, blagosiljaš je da raða.

watering her furrows, settling her ridges; you make her soft with showers, and bless what grows thereon.

11 Ti vjenèavaš godinu, kojoj dobro èiniš; stope su tvoje pune masti.

You crown the year with your goodness, your chariot tracks drip with fatness.

12 Tiju paše po pustinjama, i humovi se opasuju radošæu.

The desert pastures are lush, the hills greened with joy.

13 Luke se osipaju stadima, i polja se zaodijevaju pšenicom; vesele se i pjevaju.

The meadows are clothed with flocks, the valleys are covered with corn; they shout to each other and sing.