Salme 48

1 En Sang, en Psalme af Koras Børn.

A Song; a Psalm of the sons of Korah. Great is the LORD, and highly to be praised, in the city of our God, in his holy mountain.

2 Herren er stor og saare priselig, i vor Guds Stad, paa hans hellige Bjerg.

Beautiful in elevation, the joy of the whole earth, is mount Zion, [on] the sides of the north, the city of the great King.

3 Zions Bjerg hæver sig smukt, er det ganske Lands Glæde, yderst imod Nord, den store Konges Stad.

God hath made himself known in her palaces for a refuge.

4 Gud i dens Paladser er kendt som en fast Borg.

For, lo, the kings assembled themselves, they passed by together.

5 Thi se, Kongerne havde samlet sig; de forsvandt til Hobe.

They saw it, then were they amazed; they were dismayed, they hasted away.

6 De saa, straks forundrede de sig; de forfærdedes, de hastede bort.

Trembling took hold of them there; pain, as of a woman in travail.

7 Bævelse betog dem der, Angest som en Kvindes, der føder.

With the east wind thou breakest the ships of Tarshish.

8 Ved Østenvejr sønderbryder du Tharsis's Skibe.

As we have heard, so have we seen in the city of the LORD of hosts, in the city of our God: God will establish it for ever. (Selah)

9 Ligesom vi havde hørt, saaledes saa vi det i den Herre Zebaoths Stad, i vor Guds Stad; Gud befæster den indtil evig Tid. (Sela)

We have thought on thy lovingkindness, O God, in the midst of thy temple.

10 O Gud! vi tænke paa din Miskundhed midt i dit Tempel.

As is thy name, O God, so is thy praise unto the ends of the earth: thy right hand is full of righteousness.

11 O Gud! som dit Navn er, saa er din Pris indtil Jordens Ender; din højre Haand er fuld af Retfærdighed.

Let mount Zion be glad, let the daughters of Judah rejoice, because of thy judgments.

12 Zions Bjerg glæder sig, Judas Døtre fryde sig for dine Dommes Skyld.

Walk about Zion, and go round about her: tell the towers thereof.

13 Gaar omkring Zion, rundt omkring den, tæller dens Taarne!

Mark ye welt her bulwarks, consider her palaces; that ye may tell it to the generation following.

14 Lægger Mærke til dens Mur, betragter nøje dens Paladser, at I kunne fortælle det for den Slægt, som kommer. Thi her er Gud, vor Gud, evindelig og altid, han skal ledsage os til evige Tider.

For this God is our God for ever and ever: he will be our guide [even] unto death.