Salme 67

1 Til Sangmesteren. Med Strengespil. En Salme. En Sang.

Unto the end. With hymns, a Canticle Psalm of David. May God have mercy on us and bless us. May he shine his countenance upon us, and may he have mercy on us.

2 Gud være os naadig og velsigne os, han lade sit Ansigt lyse over os, (Sela)

So may we know your way upon the earth, your salvation among all nations.

3 for at din Vej maa kendes paa Jorden, din Frelse blandt alle Folk.

Let the peoples confess to you, O God. Let all the peoples confess to you.

4 Folkeslag skal takke dig, Gud, alle Folkeslag takke dig;

May the nations rejoice and exult. For you judge the peoples with equity, and you direct the nations on earth.

5 Folkefærd skal glædes og juble, thi med Retfærd dømmer du Folkeslag, leder Folkefærd paa Jorden. (Sela)

Let the peoples confess to you, O God. Let all the peoples confess to you.

6 Folkeslag skal takke dig, Gud, alle Folkeslag takke dig!

The earth has provided her fruit. May God, our God, bless us.

7 Landet har givet sin Grøde, Gud, vor Gud, velsigne os, Gud velsigne os, saa den vide Jord maa frygte ham!

May God bless us, and may all the ends of the earth fear him.