< Salme 132 >

1 Sang til Festrejserne. HERRE, kom David i Hu for al hans Møje,
A SONG OF THE ASCENTS. Remember, YHWH, for David, all his afflictions;
2 hvorledes han tilsvor HERREN, gav Jakobs Vældige et Løfte:
Who has sworn to YHWH, He has vowed to the Mighty One of Jacob:
3 »Jeg træder ej ind i mit Huses Telt, jeg stiger ej op paa mit Leje,
“If I enter into the tent of my house, If I go up on the couch of my bed,
4 under ikke mine Øjne Søvn, ikke mine Øjenlaag Hvile,
If I give sleep to my eyes, To my eyelids—slumber,
5 før jeg har fundet HERREN et Sted, Jakobs Vældige en Bolig!«
Until I find a place for YHWH, dwelling places for the Mighty One of Jacob.”
6 »Se, i Efrata hørte vi om den, fandt den paa Ja'ars Mark;
Behold, we have heard it in Ephratah, We have found it in the fields of the forest.
7 lad os gaa hen til hans Bolig, tilbede ved hans Fødders Skammel!«
We come into His dwelling places, We bow ourselves at His footstool.
8 »HERRE, bryd op til dit Hvilested, du og din Vældes Ark!
Arise, O YHWH, to Your rest, You, and the Ark of Your strength,
9 Dine Præster være klædte i Retfærd, dine fromme synge med Fryd!
Your priests put on righteousness, And Your pious ones cry aloud.
10 For din Tjener Davids Skyld afvise du ikke din Salvede!«
For the sake of Your servant David, Do not turn back the face of Your anointed.
11 HERREN tilsvor David et troværdigt, usvigeligt Løfte: »Af din Livsens Frugt vil jeg sætte Konger paa din Trone.
YHWH has sworn truth to David, He does not turn back from it: “Of the fruit of your body, I set on the throne for you.
12 Saafremt dine Sønner holder min Pagt og mit Vidnesbyrd, som jeg lærer dem, skal ogsaa deres Sønner sidde evindelig paa din Trone!
If your sons keep My covenant, And My testimonies that I teach them, Their sons also forever and ever Sit on the throne for you.”
13 Thi HERREN har udvalgt Zion, ønsket sig det til Bolig:
For YHWH has fixed on Zion, He has desired [it] for a seat to Himself,
14 Her er for evigt mit Hvilested, her vil jeg bo, thi det har jeg ønsket.
“This [is] My rest forever and ever, Here I sit, for I have desired it.
15 Dets Føde velsigner jeg, dets fattige mætter jeg med Brød,
I greatly bless her provision, I satisfy her poor [with] bread,
16 dets Præster klæder jeg i Frelse, dets fromme skal synge med Fryd.
And I clothe her priests [with] salvation, And her pious ones sing aloud.
17 Der lader jeg Horn vokse frem for David, sikrer min Salvede Lampe.
There I cause a horn to spring up for David, I have arranged a lamp for My Anointed.
18 Jeg klæder hans Fjender i Skam, men paa ham skal Kronen straale!«
I clothe His enemies [with] shame, And His crown flourishes on Him!”

< Salme 132 >