Salme 146

1 Min Sjæl! lov Herren!

Praise ye the LORD. Praise the LORD, O my soul.

2 Jeg vil love Herren, medens jeg lever, jeg vil synge min Gud Psalmer, medens jeg er til.

While I live will I praise the LORD: I will sing praises to my God while I have any being.

3 Forlader eder ikke paa Fyrster, paa et Menneskes Barn, hos hvem der ingen Frelse er.

Put not your trust in princes, nor in the son of man, in whom there is no help.

4 Hans Aand udfarer, han vender tilbage til sit Støv; paa den Dag er det forbi med hans stolte Anslag.

His breath goeth forth, he returneth to his earth; in that very day his thoughts perish.

5 Salig er den, hvis Hjælp Jakobs Gud er, hvis Haab er til Herren hans Gud;

Happy is he that hath the God of Jacob for his help, whose hope is in the LORD his God:

6 som gjorde Himmelen og Jorden, Havet og alt det, som der er i dem, han, som bliver Sandhed tro evindelig;

Who made heaven, and earth, the sea, and all that is in them: who keepeth truth for ever:

7 som skaffer dem Ret, der lide Vold, som giver de hungrige Brød; Herren løser de bundne.

Who executeth judgment for the oppressed: who giveth food to the hungry. The LORD looseth the prisoners:

8 Herren aabner de blindes Øjne; Herren oprejser de nedbøjede; Herren elsker de retfærdige.

The LORD openeth the eyes of the blind: the LORD raiseth them that are bowed down: the LORD loveth the righteous:

9 Herren bevarer de fremmede; han opholder faderløse og Enker, men forvender de ugudeliges Vej.

The LORD preserveth the strangers; he relieveth the fatherless and widow: but the way of the wicked he turneth upside down.

10 Herren skal regere evindelig, din Gud, o Zion! fra Slægt til Slægt. Halleluja!

The LORD shall reign for ever, even thy God, O Zion, to all generations. Praise ye the LORD.