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Wenesday, 29 October 2025 - Beata Chiara Luce Badano ( Letture di oggi)

Psalms 41


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CATHOLIC PUBLIC DOMAINBiblija Hrvatski
1 Unto the end. The understanding of the sons of Korah.1 Zborovođi.
Psalam. Davidov.
2 As the deer longs for fountains of water, so my soul longs for you, O God.2 Blago onome koji misli na uboga i slaba:
u dan nevolje Jahve će ga spasiti!
3 My soul has thirsted for the strong living God. When will I draw close and appear before the face of God?3 Jahve će ga štititi i živa sačuvati,
sreću mu dati na zemlji
i neće ga predati na volju dušmanima.
4 My tears have been my bread, day and night. Meanwhile, it is said to me daily: “Where is your God?”4 Jahve će ga ukrijepiti na postelji boli,
bolest mu okrenuti u snagu.
5 These things I have remembered; and my soul within me, I have poured out. For I will cross into the place of the wonderful tabernacle, all the way to the house of God, with a voice of exultation and confession, the sound of feasting.5 Zavapih: »Jahve, smiluj mi se,
iscijeli mi dušu jer tebi sagriješih!«
6 Why are you sad, my soul? And why do you disquiet me? Hope in God, for I will still confess to him: the salvation of my countenance,6 Neprijatelji zlo govore o meni:
»Kad će umrijeti i kad će mu nestati imena?«
7 and my God. My soul has been troubled within myself. Because of this, I will remember you from the land of the Jordan and from Hermon, from the little mountain.7 I dođe li tko da me posjeti, himbeno govori,
u srcu pakosti skuplja i vani opada.
8 Abyss calls upon abyss, with the voice of your floodgate. All your heights and your waves have passed over me.8 Mrzitelji moji svi složno šapuću o meni;
zlo mi dosuđuju:
9 In the daylight, the Lord has ordered his mercy; and in the night, a canticle to him. With me is a prayer to the God of my life.9 »Pogubna se pošast na nj oborila.«
Ili: »Tko jednom leže, više ne ustaje.«
10 I will say to God, “You are my supporter. Why have you forgotten me? And why do I walk in mourning, while my adversary afflicts me?”10 Pa i prijatelj moj u koga se uzdah,
koji blagovaše kruh moj, petu na me podiže.
11 While my bones are being broken, my enemies, who trouble me, have reproached me. Meanwhile, they say to me every single day, “Where is your God?”11 A ti, Jahve, smiluj se meni i podigni me
da im mogu uzvratiti.
12 My soul, why are you saddened? And why do you disquiet me? Hope in God, for I will still confess to him: the salvation of my countenance and my God.12 Po tome ću znati da sam mio tebi:
što se dušmanin moj neće veseliti nada mnom.
13 A mene ćeš zdrava uzdržati
i pred svoje me lice staviti dovijeka.
14 Blagoslovljen Jahve, Bog Izraelov,
od vijeka do vijeka! Tako neka bude! Amen!