Salme 45
1 Til Sangmesteren; til „Lillierne‟; af Koras Børn; en Undervisning; en Sang om Kærlighed.
For the chief musician; set to Shoshannim. A psalm of the sons of Korah. A maschil. A song of loves. My heart overflows on a good subject; I will read aloud the words I have composed about the king; my tongue is the pen of a ready writer.
2 Mit Hjerte udgyder en god Tale; jeg siger: Mine Idrætter gælde Kongen; min Tunge er en Hurtigskrivers Pen.
You are fairer than the children of mankind; grace is poured onto your lips; therefore we know that God has blessed you forever.
3 Du er meget dejligere end Menneskens Børn, Ynde er udgydt paa dine Læber, derfor velsignede Gud dig evindelig.
Put your sword on your side, mighty one, in your glory and your majesty.
4 Bind dit Sværd ved din Side, du vældige! i din Majestæt og din Herlighed;
In your majesty ride on triumphantly because of trustworthiness, meekness, and righteousness; your right hand will teach you fearful things.
5 og vær lykkelig i din Herlighed, far frem for Sandhed og Mildhed med Retfærdighed, og din højre Haand skal lære dig forfærdelige Ting.
Your arrows are sharp; the peoples fall under you; your arrows are in the hearts of the king's enemies.
6 Dine Pile ere skærpede; Folkene skulle falde under dig, Kongens Fjenders Hjerte rammes.
Your throne, God, is forever and ever; a scepter of justice is the scepter of your kingdom.
7 Gud! din Trone bliver evindelig og altid, dit Riges Spir er Rettens Spir.
You have loved righteousness and hated wickedness; therefore God, your God, has anointed you with the oil of gladness more than your companions.
8 Du elsker Retfærdighed og hader Ugudelighed; derfor har Gud, din Gud, salvet dig med Glædens Olie fremfor dine Medbrødre.
All your garments smell of myrrh, aloes, and cassia; out of ivory palaces stringed instruments have made you glad.
9 Alle dine Klæder dufte af Myrra og Aloe og Kasia; du gaar ud af de Elfenbens Paladser fra dem, som have glædet dig.
Kings' daughters are among your honorable women; at your right hand stands the queen clothed in gold of Ophir.
10 Kongedøtre ere iblandt dine Herligheder; Dronningen staar ved din højre Haand i Guld fra Ofir.
Listen, daughter, consider and incline your ear; forget your own people and your father's house.
11 Hør, Datter! og se til og bøj dit Øre og glem dit Folk og din Faders Hus!
In this way the king will desire your beauty; he is your master; revere him.
12 saa skal Kongen faa Lyst til din Skønhed; thi han er din Herre, og du skal tilbede ham.
The daughter of Tyre will be there with a gift; the rich among the people will beg for your favor.
13 Og Tyrus's Datter skal komme med Skænk og bede ydmygeligt for dit Ansigt: De rige iblandt Folket.
The royal daughter in the palace is all glorious; her clothing is worked with gold.
14 Kongedatteren derinde er aldeles herlig, hendes Klæder ere af Gyldenstykke.
She will be led to the king in embroidered dress; the virgins, her companions who follow her, will be brought to you.
15 Hun føres frem for Kongen i stukne Klæder; Jomfruerne, hendes Veninder, gaa efter hende, de føres ind til dig.
They will be led by gladness and rejoicing; they will enter into the king's palace.
16 De føres frem med Glæde og Fryd, de komme i Kongens Palads.
In the place of your fathers will be your children, whom you will make princes in all the earth.
17 Dine Sønner skulle være i dine Fædres Sted, dem skal du sætte til Fyrster paa den hele Jord. Jeg vil lade dit Navn ihukommes iblandt alle Slægter; derfor skulle Folkene love dig evindelig og altid.
I will make your name to be remembered in all generations; therefore the peoples will give you thanks forever and ever.
