¹Praise waits for you, God, in Zion. To you shall vows be performed.

¹Zborovođi. Psalam. Davidov. Pjesma.

²You who hear prayer, to you all men will come.

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

³Sins overwhelmed me, but you atoned for our transgressions.

³ti molitve uslišuješ. Svaka pÓut dolazi k tebi

⁴Blessed is one whom you choose, and cause to come near, that he may live in your courts. We will be filled with the goodness of your house, your holy temple.

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

⁵By awesome deeds of righteousness, you answer us, God of our salvation. You who are the hope of all the ends of the earth, of those who are far away on 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.

⁶Who by his power forms the mountains, having armed yourself with strength;

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

⁷who stills the roaring of the seas, the roaring of their waves, and the turmoil of the nations.

⁷Učvršćuješ bregove jakošću svojom silom opasÄan.

⁸They also who dwell in faraway places are afraid at your wonders. You call the morning’s dawn and the evening with songs of joy.

⁸Krotiš huku mora, huku valova i buku naroda.

⁹You visit the earth, and water it. You greatly enrich it. The river of God is full of water. You provide them grain, for so you have ordained it.

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

¹⁰You drench its furrows. You level its ridges. You soften it with showers. You bless it with a crop.

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

¹¹You crown the year with your bounty. Your carts overflow with abundance.

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

¹²The wilderness grasslands overflow. The hills are clothed with gladness.

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

¹³The pastures are covered with flocks. The valleys also are clothed with grain. 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.