Salme 133

1 Sang til Festrejserne. Af David. Se, hvor godt og lifligt er det, naar Brødre bor tilsammen:

“A song of the degrees by David.” Behold, how good and how pleasant it is! when brethren dwell closely together [in union]!

2 som kostelig Olie, der flyder fra Hovedet ned over Skægget, Arons Skæg, der bølger ned over Kjortelens Halslinning,

[It is] like the precious oil upon the head, running down upon the beard, yea, Aaron's beard, which runneth down upon the upper border of his garments;

3 som Hermons Dug, der falder paa Zions Bjerge. Thi der skikker HERREN Velsignelse ned, Liv til evig Tid.

Like the dew of Chermon, running down upon the mountains of Zion; for there hath the Lord commanded the blessing, even life for evermore.