< Salme 48 >

1 En Sang. En Salme af Koras Sønner.
A Canticle Psalm. To the sons of Korah, on the second Sabbath. The Lord is great and exceedingly praiseworthy, in the city of our God, on his holy mountain.
2 Stor og højlovet er vor Gud i sin Stad.
Mount Zion is being founded with the exultation of the whole earth, on the north side, the city of the great king.
3 Smukt løfter sig hans hellige Bjerg, al Jordens Fryd, Zions Bjerg i det højeste Nord, den store Konges By.
In her houses, God will be known, since he will support her.
4 Som Værn gjorde Gud sig kendt i dens Borge.
For behold, the kings of the earth have been gathered together; they have convened as one.
5 Thi Kongerne samlede sig, rykked frem tilsammen;
Such did they see, and they were astonished: they were disturbed, they were moved.
6 de saa og tav paa Stedet, flyed i Angst,
Trembling took hold of them. In that place, their pains were that of a woman in labor.
7 af Rædsel grebes de brat, af Veer som en, der føder.
With a vehement spirit, you will crush the ships of Tarshish.
8 Med Østenstormen knuser du Tarsisskibe.
As we have heard, so we have seen, in the city of the Lord of hosts, in the city of our God. God has founded it in eternity.
9 Som vi havde hørt det, saa vi det selv i Hærskarers HERRES By, i vor Guds By; til evig Tid lader Gud den staa. (Sela)
We have received your mercy, O God, in the midst of your temple.
10 I din Helligdom tænker vi, Gud, paa din Miskundhed;
According to your name, O God, so does your praise reach to the ends of the earth. Your right hand is full of justice.
11 som dit Navn saa lyder din Pris til Jordens Grænser. Din højre er fuld af Retfærd,
Let mount Zion rejoice, and let the daughters of Judah exult, because of your judgments, O Lord.
12 Zions Bjerg fryder sig, Judas Døtre jubler over dine Domme.
Encircle Zion and embrace her. Discourse in her towers.
13 Drag rundt om Zion, gaa rundt og tæl dets Taarne,
Set your hearts on her virtue. And distribute her houses, so that you may discourse of it in another generation.
14 læg Mærke til dets Ringmur, gaa gennem dets Borge, at I kan melde Slægten, der kommer: Saadan er Gud, vor Gud for evigt og altid, han skal lede os. Al-mut.
For this is God, our God, in eternity and forever and ever. He will rule us forever.

< Salme 48 >