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Psalms 147

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

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