Psalms 147
1 Praise Yah, for it is good to sing praises to our God; for it is pleasant and fitting to praise him.
Hvalite Gospoda; ker dobro je prepevati Bogu našemu; ker prijetno, spodobno je hvaljenje.
2 Yahweh builds up Jerusalem. He gathers together the outcasts of Israel.
Zidar Jeruzalema Gospod, Izraelce zbira razkropljene.
3 He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds.
On ozdravlja potrte v srci in obvezuje v njih bolečinah.
4 He counts the number of the stars. He calls them all by their names.
Prešteva zvezd število, kliče jih, kolikor jih je, po imenih.
5 Great is our Lord, and mighty in power. His understanding is infinite.
Velik je Gospod, Bog naš, in mnoga moč njegova, razumnost njegova brezmerna.
6 Yahweh upholds the humble. He brings the wicked down to the ground.
Krotke podpira Gospod, hudobne potiska noter do tal.
7 Sing to Yahweh with thanksgiving. Sing praises on the harp to our God,
Pojte hvalne pesmi Gospodu, na strune prepevajte našemu Bogu.
8 who covers the sky with clouds, who prepares rain for the earth, who makes grass grow on the mountains.
On zagrinja z gostimi oblaki nebesa; dež napravlja zemlji, daje, da seno rodevajo gore.
9 He provides food for the livestock, and for the young ravens when they call.
Živež svoj daje živini, mladim krokarjem, ki čivkajo.
10 He doesn’t delight in the strength of the horse. He takes no pleasure in the legs of a man.
Moči konjeve se ne veseli, stegna odličnega moža mu niso po volji;
11 Yahweh takes pleasure in those who fear him, in those who hope in his loving kindness.
Po volji so Gospodu boječi se njega, kateri imajo nado v milosti njegovi.
12 Praise Yahweh, Jerusalem! Praise your God, Zion!
S hvalo slávi Jeruzalem Gospoda, hvali Boga svojega, o Sijon.
13 For he has strengthened the bars of your gates. He has blessed your children within you.
Ker zapahe tvojih vrát utrjuje, sinove tvoje blagoslavlja sredi tebe.
14 He makes peace in your borders. He fills you with the finest of the wheat.
Mir daje pokrajinam tvojim, z mozgom pšenice te siti.
15 He sends out his commandment to the earth. His word runs very swiftly.
Ko pošlje govor svoj na zemljo, urno izteče beseda njegova.
16 He gives snow like wool, and scatters frost like ashes.
Sneg daje kakor volno, slano razsiplje kakor pepél.
17 He hurls down his hail like pebbles. Who can stand before his cold?
Led svoj meče dol, kakor koščke; pred mrazom njegovim kdo prebije?
18 He sends out his word, and melts them. He causes his wind to blow, and the waters flow.
Besedo svojo pošlje in jih raztaja; kakor hitro pihne veter svoj, iztekó vodé.
19 He shows his word to Jacob, his statutes and his ordinances to Israel.
Besede svoje naznanja Jakobu; postave svoje in pravice svoje Izraelu.
20 He has not done this for just any nation. They don’t know his ordinances. Praise Yah!
Ni storil tako nobenemu narodu; zatorej ne poznajo tistih pravic. Aleluja.
