< Salme 133 >

1 Sang til Festrejserne. Af David. Se, hvor godt og lifligt er det, naar Brødre bor tilsammen:
A Song of Degrees. See now! what is so good, or what so pleasant, as for brethren to dwell together?
2 som kostelig Olie, der flyder fra Hovedet ned over Skægget, Arons Skæg, der bølger ned over Kjortelens Halslinning,
[It is] as ointment on the head, that ran down to the beard, [even] the beard of Aaron; that ran down to the fringe of his clothing.
3 som Hermons Dug, der falder paa Zions Bjerge. Thi der skikker HERREN Velsignelse ned, Liv til evig Tid.
As the dew of Aermon, that comes down on the mountains of Sion: for there, the Lord commanded the blessing, even life for ever.

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