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Psalmi
Chapitre 30
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Psalam. Pjesma za posvećenje Doma. Davidov.
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Veličam te, Jahve, jer si me izbavio i nisi dao da se raduju nada mnom dušmani.
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Jahve, Bože moj, zazvah te, i ti si me ozdravio;
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Jahve, izveo si mi dušu iz Podzemlja, na rubu groba ti si me oživio.
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Pjevajte Jahvi, vjernici njegovi, zahvaljujte svetom imenu njegovu!
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Jer samo za tren traje srdžba njegova, a čitav život dobrota njegova. Večer donese suze, a jutro klicanje.
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U svojoj sreći rekoh: “Neću se pokolebati nikada!”
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Dobrotom si me, o Jahve, na goru nade postavio, ali čim lice sakriješ, sav se uplašim.
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Tada, Jahve, zavapih k tebi i zazvah milosrđe Boga svojega:
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“Kakva je korist od krvi moje, kakva korist da u grob siđem? Zar će te prašina slaviti, zar će naviještati vjernost tvoju?”
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Slušaj, o Jahve, i smiluj se meni; Jahve, budi mi na pomoć!
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Okrenuo si moj plač u igranje, skinuo kostrijet s mene i opasao me radošću.
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Zato ti pjeva duša moja i neće zamuknuti: Jahve, Bože moj, dovijeka ću te hvaliti!
Psalms
Chapitre 30
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A Psalm and Song at the dedication of the house of David. I will extol thee, O LORD; for thou hast lifted me up, and hast not made my foes to rejoice over me.
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O LORD my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.
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O LORD, thou hast brought up my soul from the grave: thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.
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Sing unto the LORD, O ye saints of his, and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness.
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For his anger endureth but a moment; in his favour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.
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And in my prosperity I said, I shall never be moved.
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LORD, by thy favour thou hast made my mountain to stand strong: thou didst hide thy face, and I was troubled.
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I cried to thee, O LORD; and unto the LORD I made supplication.
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What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?
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Hear, O LORD, and have mercy upon me: LORD, be thou my helper.
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Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing: thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;
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To the end that my glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.