Salme 48

1 En Sang, en Psalme af Koras Børn.

A song; a psalm of the sons of Korah. Great is Yahweh and greatly to be praised, in the city of our God on 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 has made himself known in her palaces as a refuge.

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

For, see, the kings assembled themselves; they passed by together.

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

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

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

Trembling took hold of them there, pain as when a woman is in labor.

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

With the east wind you break the ships of Tarshish.

8 Ved Østenvejr sønderbryder du Tharsis's Skibe.

As we have heard, so have we seen in the city of Yahweh of hosts, in the city of our God; God will establish it forever. (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 about your covenant faithfulness, God, in the middle of your temple.

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

As your name is, God, so is your praise to the ends of the earth; your 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 your righteous decrees.

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

Walk around Mount Zion, go round about her; count her towers,

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

notice well her walls, and look at her palaces so that you may tell it to the next generation.

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 forever and ever; he will be our guide to death.