¹Praise waiteth for thee, O God, in Sion: and unto thee shall the vow be performed.

¹Zborovođi. Psalam. Davidov. Pjesma.

²O thou that hearest prayer, unto thee shall all flesh come.

²Bože, tebi dolikuje hvalospjev sa Sionu, tebi se ispunja zavjet -

³Iniquities prevail against me: as for our transgressions, thou shalt purge them away.

³ti molitve uslišuješ. Svaka pÓut dolazi k tebi

⁴Blessed is the man whom thou choosest, and causest to approach unto thee, that he may dwell in thy courts: we shall be satisfied with the goodness of thy house, even of thy holy temple.

⁴pod teretom grijeha. Naši nas prijestupi taru, ti ih pomiruješ.

⁵By terrible things in righteousness wilt thou answer us, O God of our salvation; who art the confidence of all the ends of the earth, and of them that are afar off upon the sea:

⁵Blažen kog izabra i k sebi uze: on boravi u dvorima tvojim. Daj da se nasitimo dobrima Doma tvoga i svetošću tvoga Hrama.

⁶Which by his strength setteth fast the mountains; being girded with power:

⁶Čudesno nas uslišuješ u pravednosti svojoj, o Bože, spasenje naše, nado svih krajeva svijeta i mora dalekih.

⁷Which stilleth the noise of the seas, the noise of their waves, and the tumult of the people.

⁷Učvršćuješ bregove jakošću svojom silom opasÄan.

⁸They also that dwell in the uttermost parts are afraid at thy tokens: thou makest the outgoings of the morning and evening to rejoice.

⁸Krotiš huku mora, huku valova i buku naroda.

⁹Thou visitest the earth, and waterest it: thou greatly enrichest it with the river of God, which is full of water: thou preparest them corn, when thou hast so provided for it.

⁹Oni što žive nakraj svijeta boje se znamenja tvojih; dveri jutra i večeri radošću napunjaš.

¹⁰Thou waterest the ridges thereof abundantly: thou settlest the furrows thereof: thou makest it soft with showers: thou blessest the springing thereof.

¹⁰Ti pÓohodÄi zemlju i ti je nÓatopÄi, ÓobogatÄi nju veoma. Božja se rijeka vodom napuni, ti pripravi ljudima žito. Ovako pripremi zemlju:

¹¹Thou crownest the year with thy goodness; and thy paths drop fatness.

¹¹brazde joj natopi, grude joj poravna; kišom je omekša, usjeve joj blagoslovi.

¹²They drop upon the pastures of the wilderness: and the little hills rejoice on every side.

¹²Ti okruni godinu dobrotom svojom, plodnost niče za stopama tvojim.

¹³The pastures are clothed with flocks; the valleys also are covered over with corn; they shout for joy, they also sing.

¹³Pustinjski pašnjaci kaplju od obilja, brežuljci se pašu radošću.

¹⁴Njive se kite stadima, doline se pokrivaju žitom: svagdje klicanje, pjesma.