Psalms 65

1 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.

Zborovođi. Psalam. Davidov. Pjesma. Bože, tebi dolikuje hvalospjev sa Sionu, tebi se ispunja zavjet -

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

ti molitve uslišuješ. Svaka pÓut dolazi k tebi

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

pod teretom grijeha. Naši nas prijestupi taru, ti ih pomiruješ.

4 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.

Blažen kog izabra i k sebi uze: on boravi u dvorima tvojim. Daj da se nasitimo dobrima Doma tvoga i svetošću tvoga Hrama.

5 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.

Čudesno nas uslišuješ u pravednosti svojoj, o Bože, spasenje naše, nado svih krajeva svijeta i mora dalekih.

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

Učvršćuješ bregove jakošću svojom silom opasÄan.

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

Krotiš huku mora, huku valova i buku naroda.

8 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.

Oni što žive nakraj svijeta boje se znamenja tvojih; dveri jutra i večeri radošću napunjaš.

9 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,

Ti pÓohodÄi zemlju i ti je nÓatopÄi, ÓobogatÄi nju veoma. Božja se rijeka vodom napuni, ti pripravi ljudima žito. Ovako pripremi zemlju:

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

brazde joj natopi, grude joj poravna; kišom je omekša, usjeve joj blagoslovi.

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

Ti okruni godinu dobrotom svojom, plodnost niče za stopama tvojim.

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

Pustinjski pašnjaci kaplju od obilja, brežuljci se pašu radošću.

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

Njive se kite stadima, doline se pokrivaju žitom: svagdje klicanje, pjesma.