Psalmi 92
1 Psalam. Pjesma. Za dan subotnji. Dobro je slaviti Jahvu, pjevati imenu tvome, Svevišnji;
A psalm. A song; for the sabbath day. It is good to give thanks to the Lord, to sing praise to your name, O Most High,
2 naviještati jutrom ljubav tvoju i noću vjernost tvoju,
to declare your love in the morning, and your faithfulness in the night,
3 uz harfu od deset žica i liru, s pjesmom uz citaru.
with voice and a ten-stringed harp, with music that throbs on the lyre.
4 Obradovao si me djelima svojim, o Jahve, kličem zbog djela ruku tvojih.
For you make me glad by your deeds, Lord, at the work of your hands I will ring out my joy.
5 Kako su silna djela tvoja, o Jahve, i duboki naumi tvoji!
How great are your works, O Lord; how deep are your thoughts!
6 Bezuman čovjek ne spoznaje, luđak ne shvaća.
The insensitive cannot know, nor can a fool understand,
7 Sve ako bi bezbošci nicali k'o trava i cvali svi što zlo čine, određeni su za vječnu propast;
that, though the wicked flourish like grass, and evildoers all blossom, they will perish forever.
8 a ti, Jahve, dovijeka uzvišen ostaješ.
But you are exalted forever.
9 Doista, dušmani tvoji, o Jahve, tvoji će dušmani propasti; raspršit će se svi što čine zlo.
For see! Your enemies, Lord For see! Your enemies perish, all evildoers are scattered.
10 Rog si mi digao k'o u bivola, pomazao me uljem prečistim;
But you lift me to honour, and anoint me afresh with oil.
11 i oko mi s visoka gleda dušmane i uho mirno sluša o onima što na me ustaju.
My eyes will feast on my foes, and my ears will hear of the doom of the wicked.
12 K'o palma cvate pravednik i raste k'o cedar libanonski.
The righteous will sprout like the palm, will grow like a cedar of Lebanon.
13 Zasađeni u Domu Jahvinu, cvatu u dvorima Boga našega.
In the house of the Lord are they planted, in the courts of our God they will sprout.
14 Rod donose i u starosti, sočni i puni svježine:
They will still bear fruit in old age, all sappy and fresh will they be
15 da navijeste kako je pravedan Jahve, Hrid moja, onaj na kome nema nepravde.
So they proclaim the Lord to be just, my rock, in whom is no wrong.
