¹O God, thou art my God; early will I seek thee: my soul thirsteth for thee, my flesh longeth for thee in a dry and thirsty land, where no water is;

¹Psalam. Davidov. Dok David bijaše u Judejskoj pustinji.

²To see thy power and thy glory, so as I have seen thee in the sanctuary.

²O Bože, ti si Bog moj: gorljivo tebe tražim; tebe žeđa duša moja, tebe želi tijelo moje, kao zemlja suha, žedna, bezvodna.

³Because thy lovingkindness is better than life, my lips shall praise thee.

³U Svetištu sam tebe motrio gledajuć' ti moć i slavu.

⁴Thus will I bless thee while I live: I will lift up my hands in thy name.

⁴Ljubav je tvoja bolja od života, moje će te usne slavit'.

⁵My soul shall be satisfied as with marrow and fatness; and my mouth shall praise thee with joyful lips:

⁵Tako ću te slavit' za života, u tvoje ću ime ruke dizati.

⁶When I remember thee upon my bed, and meditate on thee in the night watches.

⁶Duša će mi biti kao sala i mrsa sita, hvalit ću te kliktavim ustima.

⁷Because thou hast been my help, therefore in the shadow of thy wings will I rejoice.

⁷Na postelji se tebe spominjem, u bdjenjima noćnim mislim na tebe.

⁸My soul followeth hard after thee: thy right hand upholdeth me.

⁸Ti postade meni pomoć, kličem u sjeni krila tvojih.

⁹But those that seek my soul, to destroy it, shall go into the lower parts of the earth.

⁹Duša se moja k tebi privija, desnica me tvoja drži.

¹⁰They shall fall by the sword: they shall be a portion for foxes.

¹⁰Oni što dušu u propast guraju neka siđu u dubinu zemlje,

¹¹But the king shall rejoice in God; every one that sweareth by him shall glory: but the mouth of them that speak lies shall be stopped.

¹¹nek' vlasti mača predani budu, nek' postanu plijen šakalima.

¹²A kralj će se radovat' u Bogu, slavit će se tko se kune njime, jer će lašcima biti začepljena usta.