Salme 33
1 Synger med Fryd, I retfærdige, i Herren! Lovsang sømmer sig for de oprigtige.
Rejoice in Jehovah, O ye righteous: Praise is comely for the upright.
2 Takker Herren med Harpe; og leger for ham paa Psaltre med ti Strenge.
Give thanks unto Jehovah with the harp: Sing praises unto him with the psaltery of ten strings.
3 Synger ham en ny Sang, leger lifligt paa Strengeleg med Frydeklang.
Sing unto him a new song; Play skilfully with a loud noise.
4 Thi Herrens Ord er ret, og al hans Gerning er trofast.
For the word of Jehovah is right; And all his work is [done] in faithfulness.
5 Han elsker Retfærdighed og Dom; Jorden er fuld af Herrens Miskundhed.
He loveth righteousness and justice: The earth is full of the lovingkindness of Jehovah.
6 Himlene ere gjorte ved Herrens Ord og al deres Hær ved hans Munds Aande.
By the word of Jehovah were the heavens made, And all the host of them by the breath of his mouth.
7 Han holder Vandet sammen i Havet som en Dynge; han lægger de dybe Vande i Forraadskamre.
He gathereth the waters of the sea together as a heap: He layeth up the deeps in store-houses.
8 Al Jorden frygte Herren! alle Verdens Indbyggere bæve for ham!
Let all the earth fear Jehovah: Let all the inhabitants of the world stand in awe of him.
9 Thi han talte, og det skete; han bød, saa stod det der.
For he spake, and it was done; He commanded, and it stood fast.
10 Herren gjorde Hedningernes Raad til intet, han forstyrrede Folkenes Tanker.
Jehovah bringeth the counsel of the nations to nought; He maketh the thoughts of the peoples to be of no effect.
11 Herrens Raad bestaar evindelig, hans Hjertes Tanker fra Slægt til Slægt.
The counsel of Jehovah standeth fast for ever, The thoughts of his heart to all generations.
12 Saligt er det Folk, hvis Gud Herren er, det Folk, som han udvalgte sig til Arv.
Blessed is the nation whose God is Jehovah, The people whom he hath chosen for his own inheritance.
13 Herren skuede ud fra Himmelen, han saa alle Menneskens Børn.
Jehovah looketh from heaven; He beholdeth all the sons of men;
14 Han saa ned fra sit Højsæde til alle Jordens Indbyggere.
From the place of his habitation he looketh forth Upon all the inhabitants of the earth,
15 Han er den, som danner deres Hjerter til Hobe, som agter paa alle deres Gerninger.
He that fashioneth the hearts of them all, That considereth all their works.
16 En Konge frelses ikke ved stor Magt, en vældig fries ikke ved stor Kraft.
There is no king saved by the multitude of a host: A mighty man is not delivered by great strength.
17 Hesten slaar fejl til Frelse og kan ikke redde ved sin store Styrke.
A horse is a vain thing for safety; Neither doth he deliver any by his great power.
18 Se, Herrens Øje er til dem, som ham frygte, som haabe paa hans Miskundhed,
Behold, the eye of Jehovah is upon them that fear him, Upon them that hope in his lovingkindness;
19 for at fri deres Sjæl fra Død og holde dem i Live i Hungersnøden.
To deliver their soul from death, And to keep them alive in famine.
20 Vor Sjæl bier efter Herren, han er vor Hjælp og vort Skjold.
Our soul hath waited for Jehovah: He is our help and our shield.
21 Thi i ham glædes vort Hjerte; thi vi forlade os paa hans hellige Navn.
For our heart shall rejoice in him, Because we have trusted in his holy name.
22 Herre! din Miskundhed være over os, ligesom vi haabe paa dig!
Let thy lovingkindness, O Jehovah, be upon us, According as we have hoped in thee.
