Psalmi 147
1 Aleluja! Hvalite Jahvu jer je dobar, pjevajte Bogu našem jer je sladak; svake hvale on je dostojan!
Praise you the LORD: for it is good to sing praises to our God; for it is pleasant; and praise is comely.
2 Jahve gradi Jeruzalem, sabire raspršene Izraelce.
The LORD does build up Jerusalem: he gathers together the outcasts of Israel.
3 On liječi one koji su srca skršena i povija rane njihove.
He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds.
4 On određuje broj zvijezda, svaku njezinim imenom naziva.
He tells the number of the stars; he calls them all by their names.
5 Velik je naš Gospodin i svesilan, nema mjere mudrosti njegovoj.
Great is our Lord, and of great power: his understanding is infinite.
6 Jahve pridiže ponizne, zlotvore do zemlje snizuje.
The LORD lifts up the meek: he casts the wicked down to the ground.
7 Pjevajte Jahvi pjesmu zahvalnu, svirajte na citari Bogu našem!
Sing to the LORD with thanksgiving; sing praise on the harp to our God:
8 Oblacima on prekriva nebesa i zemlji kišu sprema; daje da po bregovima raste trava i bilje na službu čovjeku.
Who covers the heaven with clouds, who prepares rain for the earth, who makes grass to grow on the mountains.
9 On stoci hranu daje i mladim gavranima kada grakću.
He gives to the beast his food, and to the young ravens which cry.
10 Za konjsku snagu on ne mari nit' mu se mile bedra čovječja.
He delights not in the strength of the horse: he takes not pleasure in the legs of a man.
11 Mili su Jahvi oni koji se njega boje, koji se uzdaju u dobrotu njegovu.
The LORD takes pleasure in them that fear him, in those that hope in his mercy.
12 Slavi Jahvu, Jeruzaleme, hvali Boga svoga, Sione!
Praise the LORD, O Jerusalem; praise your God, O Zion.
13 On učvrsti zasune vrata tvojih, blagoslovi u tebi tvoje sinove.
For he has strengthened the bars of your gates; he has blessed your children within you.
14 On dade mir granicama tvojim, pšenicom te hrani najboljom.
He makes peace in your borders, and fills you with the finest of the wheat.
15 Besjedu svoju šalje na zemlju, brzo trči riječ njegova.
He sends forth his commandment on earth: his word runs very swiftly.
16 Kao vunu snijeg razbacuje, prosipa mraz poput pepela.
He gives snow like wool: he scatters the hoarfrost like ashes.
17 On sipa grÓad kao zalogaje, voda mrzne od njegove studeni.
He casts forth his ice like morsels: who can stand before his cold?
18 Riječ svoju pošalje i vode se tope; dunu vjetrom i vode otječu.
He sends out his word, and melts them: he causes his wind to blow, and the waters flow.
19 Riječ svoju on objavi Jakovu, odluke svoje i zakone Izraelu.
He shows his word to Jacob, his statutes and his judgments to Israel.
20 Ne učini tako nijednom narodu: nijednom naredbe svoje ne objavi! Aleluja!
He has not dealt so with any nation: and as for his judgments, they have not known them. Praise you the LORD.
