Salme 147
1 Lover Herren! thi det er godt at synge vor Gud Psalmer; thi det er lifligt, Lovsang sømmer sig.
Praise the Lord, for it's good to sing praises to our God! Praise is wonderful and beautiful!
2 Herren bygger Jerusalem, han samler de fordrevne af Israel.
The Lord is rebuilding Jerusalem, gathering together the people of Israel who have been scattered.
3 Han helbreder dem, som have et sønderbrudt Hjerte, og forbinder deres Saar.
He heals the broken-hearted, and bandages the wounded.
4 Han sætter Tal paa Stjernerne, han nævner dem alle sammen ved Navn.
He knows how many stars he made, and commands all of them by name.
5 Stor er vor Herre og vældig i Kraft, der er intet Maal paa hans Forstand.
Our Lord is great! His power is immense! There's no limit to what he understands!
6 Herren oprejser de sagtmodige; de ugudelige fornedrer han til Jorden.
The Lord helps those who are bowed down to get up; but he grinds the wicked into the ground.
7 Svarer Herren med Taksigelse, synger vor Gud Psalmer til Harpe;
Sing thanks to the Lord! Sing praises to our God with a harp!
8 ham, som bedækker Himmelen med Skyer, ham, som beskikker Regn paa Jorden, ham, som lader Græs gro paa Bjergene;
He covers the sky with clouds to bring rain to the earth, and makes the grass grow on the hills.
9 ham, som giver Føde til Kvæget, til Ravnens Unger, som skrige.
He gives food to the animals, and to the baby ravens when they call.
10 Hans Lyst er ikke Hestens Styrke; han har ikke Behag i Mandens raske Ben.
The Lord doesn't appreciate the strength of war-horses or value human power.
11 Behag har Herren til dem, som ham frygte, som haabe paa hans Miskundhed.
What the Lord values are those who follow him, those who put their confidence in his trustworthy love.
12 O, Jerusalem! pris Herren; o, Zion! lov din Gud.
Jerusalem, praise the Lord! Zion, praise your God!
13 Thi han har gjort dine Portes Stænger stærke, han har velsignet dine Børn i din Midte.
He makes the bars on your city gates strong, and blesses your children around you.
14 Han beskikker Fred i dine Landemærker, han mætter dig med den bedste Hvede.
He keeps the borders of your land safe from attack; he provides you with plenty of the finest wheat.
15 Han sender sit Ord til Jorden, hans Beføling løber saare hastelig.
He sends his commands around the world—they're quickly implemented.
16 Han lader Sne lægge sig som Uld, han udstrør Rimfrost som Aske.
He sends snow as white as wool, and scatters frost like ashes.
17 Han udkaster sin Is som Billinger; hvo kan staa for hans Kulde?
He throws hail like stones. Who can stand the cold he sends?
18 Han sender sit Ord og smelter den; han lader sit Vejr blæse, saa flyde Vandene hen.
Then he sends out his command and it melts; he blows on it and the water flows.
19 Han kundgør Jakob sine Ord, Israel sine Skikke og sine Love.
He proclaims his word to Jacob; his rules and laws to Israel.
20 Saaledes har han ikke gjort ved noget andet Folk, og Lovene dem kende de ikke. Halleluja!
He has not done this for any other nation—they don't know his laws. Praise the Lord!
