¹As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God.

¹Zborovođi. Poučna pjesma. Sinova Korahovih.

²My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?

²Kao što košuta žudi za izvor-vodom, tako duša moja čezne, Bože, za tobom.

³My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?

³Žedna mi je duša Boga, Boga živoga: o, kada ću doći i lice Božje gledati?

⁴When 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.

⁴Suze su kruh moj danju i noću, dok me svednevice pitaju: "Gdje ti je Bog tvoj?"

⁵Why 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.

⁵Duša moja gine kada se spomenem kako koračah u mnoštvu predvodeć' ih k Domu Božjem uz radosno klicanje i hvalopojke u povorci svečanoj.

⁶O 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.

⁶Što si mi, dušo, klonula i što jecaš u meni? U Boga se uzdaj, jer opet ću ga slaviti, spasenje svoje, Boga svog!

⁷Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.

⁷Tuguje duša u meni, stoga se tebe spominjem iz zemlje Jordana i Hermona, s brda Misara.

⁸Yet the LORD will command his lovingkindness in the day time, and in the night his song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my life.

⁸Bezdan doziva bezdan bukom slapova tvojih: sve vode tvoje i vali preko mene prijeđoše.

⁹I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

⁹Nek' mi danju Jahve naklonost udijeli, a noću pjesmom ću hvalit' Boga života svog.

¹⁰As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is thy God?

¹⁰Reći ću Bogu: "Hridino moja, zašto me zaboravljaš? Zašto obilazim žalostan, pritisnut dušmanima?"

¹¹Why 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.

¹¹Kosti mi se lome od poruge neprijatelja dok me svednevice pitaju: "Gdje ti je Bog tvoj?"

¹²Što si mi, dušo, klonula i što jecaš u meni? U Boga se uzdaj, jer opet ću ga slaviti, spasenje svoje, Boga svog!