1Zborovođi. Psalam. Davidov. Jahvi se utječem! Zašto dakle govorite duši mojoj: "Odleti u goru kao ptica!
1{To the chief Musician. [A Psalm] of David.} In Jehovah have I put my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee [as] a bird to your mountain?
2Gle, bezbožnici već luk napeše, za tetivu strijelu zapeše da iz potaje ustrijele pravednika.
2For behold, the wicked bend the bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they may in darkness shoot at the upright in heart.
3Kad su temelji uzljuljani, što da učini pravednik?"
3If the foundations be destroyed, what shall the righteous do?
4Jahve je u svom svetom Hramu, na nebeskom sjedi prijestolju. Oči njegove motre, vjeđama proniče sinove ljudske.
4Jehovah [is] in the temple of his holiness; Jehovah, -- his throne is in the heavens: his eyes behold, his eyelids try the children of men.
5Jahve proniče pravedna i nepravedna, iz dna duše mrzi silnika.
5Jehovah trieth the righteous one; but the wicked, and him that loveth violence, his soul hateth.
6Na grešnike će izlit' žeravu i sumpor, vjetar ognjeni bit će dio njine sudbine.
6Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone; and scorching wind shall be the portion of their cup.
7Pravedan je Jahve i pravednost ljubi, čestiti će gledat' lice njegovo.
7For righteous is Jehovah; he loveth righteousness, his countenance doth behold the upright.