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Capítulo 144

1 Psalam Davidov. Blagosloven Gospod, grad moj, koji uči ruke moje boju, prste moje ratu,

2 Dobrotvor moj i ograda moja, utočište moje i Izbavitelj moj, Štit moj, Onaj u koga se uzdam, koji mi pokorava narod moj.

3 Gospode! Šta je čovek, te znaš za nj, i sin smrtnoga, te ga paziš?

4 Čovek je kao ništa; dani su njegovi kao sen, koji prolazi.

5 Gospode! Savij nebesa svoja, i siđi; dotakni se gora, i zadimiće se.

6 Sevni munjom, i razagnaj ih; pusti strele svoje, i raspi ih.

7 Pruži ruku svoju s visine, izbavi me i izvadi me iz vode velike, iz ruku tuđinaca,

8 Kojih usta govore ništavne stvari, i kojih je desnica desnica lažna.

9 Bože! Pesmu novu pevaću Ti, u psaltir od deset žica udaraću Tebi,

10 Koji daješ spasenje carevima, i Davida slugu svog izbavljaš od ljutog mača.

11 Izbavi me i otmi me iz ruke tuđinaca, kojih usta govore ništavne stvari, i kojih je desnica desnica lažna.

12 Sinovi naši neka budu kao bilje, koje veselo odraste u mladosti; kćeri naše kao stupovi prekrasno izrađeni u dvoru;

13 Žitnice naše pune, obilne svakim žitom; ovce naše nek se množe na hiljade i na sto hiljada po stanovima našim.

14 Volovi naši neka budu tovni; neka ne budu napadanja, ni bežanja, ni tužnjave po ulicama našim.

15 Blago narodu, u kog je sve ovako! Blago narodu, u kog je Gospod Bog!

Capítulo 144

1 A Psalm of David. Blessed be the LORD my strength, which teacheth my hands to war, and my fingers to fight:

2 My goodness, and my fortress; my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and he in whom I trust; who subdueth my people under me.

3 LORD, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him! or the son of man, that thou makest account of him!

4 Man is like to vanity: his days are as a shadow that passeth away.

5 Bow thy heavens, O LORD, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.

6 Cast forth lightning, and scatter them: shoot out thine arrows, and destroy them.

7 Send thine hand from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of strange children;

8 Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

9 I will sing a new song unto thee, O God: upon a psaltery and an instrument of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee.

10 It is he that giveth salvation unto kings: who delivereth David his servant from the hurtful sword.

11 Rid me, and deliver me from the hand of strange children, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood:

12 That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; that our daughters may be as corner stones, polished after the similitude of a palace:

13 That our garners may be full, affording all manner of store: that our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our streets:

14 That our oxen may be strong to labour; that there be no breaking in, nor going out; that there be no complaining in our streets.

15 Happy is that people, that is in such a case: yea, happy is that people, whose God is the LORD.