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Psalmi 42
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Psalmi
Chapter 42
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Zborovođi. Poučna pjesma. Sinova Korahovih.
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Kao što košuta žudi za izvor-vodom, tako duša moja čezne, Bože, za tobom.
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Žedna mi je duša Boga, Boga živoga: o, kada ću doći i lice Božje gledati?
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Suze su kruh moj danju i noću, dok me svednevice pitaju: “Gdje ti je Bog tvoj?”
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Duša moja gine kada se spomenem kako koračah u mnoštvu predvodeć' ih k Domu Božjem uz radosno klicanje i hvalopojke u povorci svečanoj.
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Što si mi, dušo, klonula i što jecaš u meni? U Boga se uzdaj, jer opet ću ga slaviti, spasenje svoje, Boga svog!
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Tuguje duša u meni, stoga se tebe spominjem iz zemlje Jordana i Hermona, s brda Misara.
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Bezdan doziva bezdan bukom slapova tvojih: sve vode tvoje i vali preko mene prijeđoše.
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Nek' mi danju Jahve naklonost udijeli, a noću pjesmom ću hvalit' Boga života svog.
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Reći ću Bogu: “Hridino moja, zašto me zaboravljaš? Zašto obilazim žalostan, pritisnut dušmanima?”
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Kosti mi se lome od poruge neprijatelja dok me svednevice pitaju: “Gdje ti je Bog tvoj?”
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Što si mi, dušo, klonula i što jecaš u meni? U Boga se uzdaj, jer opet ću ga slaviti, spasenje svoje, Boga svog!
Psalms
Chapter 42
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To the chief Musician, Maschil, for the sons of Korah. As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God.
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My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?
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My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?
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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.
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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.
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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.
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Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.
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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.
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I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
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As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is thy God?
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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.