¹Zborovođi. Poučna pjesma. Sinova Korahovih.

¹{To the chief Musician. An instruction; of the sons of Korah.} As the hart panteth after the water-brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God.

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

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

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

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

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

⁴These things I remember and have poured out my soul within me: how I passed along with the multitude, how I went on with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, a festive multitude.

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

⁵Why art thou cast down, my soul, and art disquieted in me? hope in God; for I shall yet praise him, [for] the health of his countenance.

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

⁶My God, my soul is cast down within me; therefore do I remember thee from the land of the Jordan, and the Hermons, from mount Mizar.

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

⁷Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy cataracts; all thy breakers and thy billows are gone over me.

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

⁸In the day-time will Jehovah command his loving-kindness, and in the night his song shall be with me, a prayer unto the ùGod of my life.

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

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

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

¹⁰As with a crushing in my bones mine adversaries reproach me, while they say unto me all the day, Where is thy God?

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

¹¹Why art thou cast down, my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope in God; for I shall yet praise him, [who is] the health of my countenance, and my God.

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