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 is good to sing praises to our God; for it is pleasant and fitting to praise him.
2 Herren bygger Jerusalem, han samler de fordrevne af Israel.
The LORD builds up Jerusalem. He gathers together the outcasts of Israel.
3 Han helbreder dem, som have et sønderbrudt Hjerte, og forbinder deres Saar.
He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds.
4 Han sætter Tal paa Stjernerne, han nævner dem alle sammen ved Navn.
He counts the number of the stars. He calls them all by their names.
5 Stor er vor Herre og vældig i Kraft, der er intet Maal paa hans Forstand.
Great is our Lord, and mighty in power. His understanding is infinite.
6 Herren oprejser de sagtmodige; de ugudelige fornedrer han til Jorden.
The LORD upholds the humble. He brings the wicked down to the ground.
7 Svarer Herren med Taksigelse, synger vor Gud Psalmer til Harpe;
Sing to the LORD with thanksgiving. Sing praises on the harp to our God,
8 ham, som bedækker Himmelen med Skyer, ham, som beskikker Regn paa Jorden, ham, som lader Græs gro paa Bjergene;
who covers the sky with clouds, who prepares rain for the earth, who makes grass grow on the mountains.
9 ham, som giver Føde til Kvæget, til Ravnens Unger, som skrige.
He provides food for the livestock, and for the young ravens when they call.
10 Hans Lyst er ikke Hestens Styrke; han har ikke Behag i Mandens raske Ben.
He doesn’t delight in the strength of the horse. He takes no pleasure in the legs of a man.
11 Behag har Herren til dem, som ham frygte, som haabe paa hans Miskundhed.
The LORD takes pleasure in those who fear him, in those who hope in his loving kindness.
12 O, Jerusalem! pris Herren; o, Zion! lov din Gud.
Praise the LORD, Jerusalem! Praise your God, Zion!
13 Thi han har gjort dine Portes Stænger stærke, han har velsignet dine Børn i din Midte.
For he has strengthened the bars of your gates. He has blessed your children within you.
14 Han beskikker Fred i dine Landemærker, han mætter dig med den bedste Hvede.
He makes peace in your borders. He fills you with the finest of the wheat.
15 Han sender sit Ord til Jorden, hans Beføling løber saare hastelig.
He sends out his commandment to the earth. His word runs very swiftly.
16 Han lader Sne lægge sig som Uld, han udstrør Rimfrost som Aske.
He gives snow like wool, and scatters frost like ashes.
17 Han udkaster sin Is som Billinger; hvo kan staa for hans Kulde?
He hurls down his hail like pebbles. Who can stand before his cold?
18 Han sender sit Ord og smelter den; han lader sit Vejr blæse, saa flyde Vandene hen.
He sends out his word, and melts them. He causes his wind to blow, and the waters flow.
19 Han kundgør Jakob sine Ord, Israel sine Skikke og sine Love.
He shows his word to Jacob, his statutes and his ordinances 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 just any nation. They don’t know his ordinances. Praise the LORD!
