Psalms 42

As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God.

Zborovođi. Poučna pjesma. Sinova Korahovih.

My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?

Kao što košuta žudi za izvor-vodom, tako duša moja čezne, Bože, za tobom.

My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?

Žedna mi je duša Boga, Boga živoga: o, kada ću doći i lice Božje gledati?

When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.

Suze su kruh moj danju i noću, dok me svednevice pitaju: "Gdje ti je Bog tvoj?"

Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.

Duša moja gine kada se spomenem kako koračah u mnoštvu predvodeć' ih k Domu Božjem uz radosno klicanje i hvalopojke u povorci svečanoj.

O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar.

Što si mi, dušo, klonula i što jecaš u meni? U Boga se uzdaj, jer opet ću ga slaviti, spasenje svoje, Boga svog!

Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.

Tuguje duša u meni, stoga se tebe spominjem iz zemlje Jordana i Hermona, s brda Misara.

Yet the LORD will command his lovingkindness in the daytime, and in the night his song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my life.

Bezdan doziva bezdan bukom slapova tvojih: sve vode tvoje i vali preko mene prijeđoše.

I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

Nek' mi danju Jahve naklonost udijeli, a noću pjesmom ću hvalit' Boga života svog.

As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is thy God?

Reći ću Bogu: "Hridino moja, zašto me zaboravljaš? Zašto obilazim žalostan, pritisnut dušmanima?"

Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.

Kosti mi se lome od poruge neprijatelja dok me svednevice pitaju: "Gdje ti je Bog tvoj?" [ (Psalms 42:12) Što si mi, dušo, klonula i što jecaš u meni? U Boga se uzdaj, jer opet ću ga slaviti, spasenje svoje, Boga svog! ]