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Psalmi Davidovi 42
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Psalmi Davidovi
Chapitre 42
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Načelniku pevačkom. Nauk sinova Korejevih. Kao što košuta traži potoke,
tako duša moja traži Tebe, Bože!
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Žedna je duša moja Boga, Boga Živoga,
kad ću doći i pokazati se licu Božijem?
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Suze su mi hleb dan i noć,
kad mi svaki dan govore: Gde je Bog tvoj?
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Duša se moja proliva
kad se opominjem kako sam hodio sred mnogog ljudstva,
stupao u dom Božji,
a ljudstvo praznujući pevaše i podvikivaše.
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Što si klonula, dušo moja,
i što si žalosna?
Uzdaj se u Boga; jer ću Ga još slaviti,
Spasitelja mog i Boga mog.
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Klonula je u meni duša
zato što Te pominjem u zemlji jordanskoj,
na Ermonu, na gori maloj.
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Bezdana bezdanu doziva glasom slapova Tvojih;
sve vode Tvoje i vali Tvoji na mene navališe.
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Danju je javljao Gospod milost svoju,
a noću Mu je pesma u mene,
molitva Bogu života mog.
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Reći ću Bogu, gradu svom:
Zašto si me zaboravio?
Zašto idem setan od pakosti neprijateljeve?
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Koji mi pakoste, prebijajući kosti moje,
rugaju mi se govoreći mi svaki dan: Gde ti je Bog?
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Što si klonula, dušo moja,
i što si žalosna?
Uzdaj se u Boga; jer ću Ga još slaviti,
Spasitelja mog i Boga mog.
Psalms
Chapitre 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.