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Slovenian

Psalms

147

1Praise ye the LORD: for it is good to sing praises unto our God; for it is pleasant; and praise is comely.
1Hvalite GOSPODA! Zakaj dobro je pevati psalme Bogu našemu, ker prijetno je to, in spodobno je hvaljenje.
2The LORD doth build up Jerusalem: he gathereth together the outcasts of Israel.
2Stavitelj Jeruzalema je GOSPOD, on zbira razkropljence Izraelove.
3He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.
3On ozdravlja potrte v srcu in obvezuje njih rane;
4He telleth the number of the stars; he calleth them all by their names.
4prešteva zvezd število, kliče jih, kolikor jih je, po imenih.
5Great is our Lord, and of great power: his understanding is infinite.
5Velik je Gospod naš in mnoga moč njegova, modrost njegova je brezmerna.
6The LORD lifteth up the meek: he casteth the wicked down to the ground.
6Krotke podpira GOSPOD, brezbožnike pa potiska prav do tal.
7Sing unto the LORD with thanksgiving; sing praise upon the harp unto our God:
7Pojte hvalne pesmi GOSPODU, s strunami prepevajte psalme Bogu našemu!
8Who covereth the heaven with clouds, who prepareth rain for the earth, who maketh grass to grow upon the mountains.
8Ki zagrinja z gostimi oblaki nebo, ki pripravlja dež zemlji, ki daje, da seno rojevajo gore.
9He giveth to the beast his food, and to the young ravens which cry.
9Živini daje njen živež in mladim krokarjem, ki čivkajo.
10He delighteth not in the strength of the horse: he taketh not pleasure in the legs of a man.
10Moči konjeve se ne veseli, stegna vojščakova mu niso po volji.
11The LORD taketh pleasure in them that fear him, in those that hope in his mercy.
11Po volji so GOSPODU tisti, ki se ga bojé, ki imajo nado v milosti njegovi.
12Praise the LORD, O Jerusalem; praise thy God, O Zion.
12S hvalo slávi, Jeruzalem, GOSPODA, hvali Boga svojega, o Sion!
13For he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates; he hath blessed thy children within thee.
13Zakaj utrdil je zapahe tvojih vrat, sinove tvoje je blagoslovil sredi tebe.
14He maketh peace in thy borders, and filleth thee with the finest of the wheat.
14On, ki daje mir pokrajinam tvojim, z mezgo pšenice te siti;
15He sendeth forth his commandment upon earth: his word runneth very swiftly.
15ki pošilja povelje svoje na zemljo, urno teče beseda njegova;
16He giveth snow like wool: he scattereth the hoarfrost like ashes.
16ki daje sneg kakor volno, slano razsiplje kakor pepel,
17He casteth forth his ice like morsels: who can stand before his cold?
17led svoj meče doli kakor kosčke, mraz njegov kdo prebije?
18He sendeth out his word, and melteth them: he causeth his wind to blow, and the waters flow.
18Besedo svojo pošlje, in vse raztaja; kakor hitro pihne veter njegov, že tekó vode.
19He sheweth his word unto Jacob, his statutes and his judgments unto Israel.
19Besedo svojo je naznanil Jakobu, postave svoje in pravice Izraelu.Ni storil tako nobenemu narodu, zato sodb njegovih niso spoznali. Aleluja!
20He hath not dealt so with any nation: and as for his judgments, they have not known them. Praise ye the LORD.
20Ni storil tako nobenemu narodu, zato sodb njegovih niso spoznali. Aleluja!