Psalmi 147
1 Aleluja! Hvalite Jahvu jer je dobar, pjevajte Bogu našem jer je sladak; svake hvale on je dostojan!
Praise ye the LORD: for [it is] good to sing praises unto our God; for [it is] pleasant; [and] praise is comely.
2 Jahve gradi Jeruzalem, sabire raspršene Izraelce.
The LORD doth build up Jerusalem: he gathereth together the outcasts of Israel.
3 On liječi one koji su srca skršena i povija rane njihove.
He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.
4 On određuje broj zvijezda, svaku njezinim imenom naziva.
He telleth the number of the stars; he calleth 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 lifteth up the meek: he casteth the wicked down to the ground.
7 Pjevajte Jahvi pjesmu zahvalnu, svirajte na citari Bogu našem!
Sing unto the LORD with thanksgiving; sing praise upon the harp unto our God:
8 Oblacima on prekriva nebesa i zemlji kišu sprema; daje da po bregovima raste trava i bilje na službu čovjeku.
Who covereth the heaven with clouds, who prepareth rain for the earth, who maketh grass to grow upon the mountains.
9 On stoci hranu daje i mladim gavranima kada grakću.
He giveth 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 delighteth not in the strength of the horse: he taketh 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 taketh 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 thy God, O Zion.
13 On učvrsti zasune vrata tvojih, blagoslovi u tebi tvoje sinove.
For he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates; he hath blessed thy children within thee.
14 On dade mir granicama tvojim, pšenicom te hrani najboljom.
He maketh peace [in] thy borders, [and] filleth thee with the finest of the wheat.
15 Besjedu svoju šalje na zemlju, brzo trči riječ njegova.
He sendeth forth his commandment [upon] earth: his word runneth very swiftly.
16 Kao vunu snijeg razbacuje, prosipa mraz poput pepela.
He giveth snow like wool: he scattereth the hoarfrost like ashes.
17 On sipa grÓad kao zalogaje, voda mrzne od njegove studeni.
He casteth 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 sendeth out his word, and melteth them: he causeth his wind to blow, [and] the waters flow.
19 Riječ svoju on objavi Jakovu, odluke svoje i zakone Izraelu.
He sheweth his word unto Jacob, his statutes and his judgments unto Israel.
20 Ne učini tako nijednom narodu: nijednom naredbe svoje ne objavi! Aleluja!
He hath not dealt so with any nation: and [as for his] judgments, they have not known them. Praise ye the LORD.
