Salme 84
1 Til Sangmesteren. Al-haggittit. Af Koras Sønner. En Salme.
To the Chief Musician. On "the Gittith." For the Sons of Korah. A Melody. How lovely are thy habitations, O Yahweh of hosts!
2 Hvor elskelige er dine Boliger, Hærskarers HERRE!
My soul, longeth—yea even languisheth—for the courts of Yahweh, —My heart and my flesh, shout aloud for a Living GOD.
3 Af Længsel efter HERRENS Forgaarde vansmægted min Sjæl, nu jubler mit Hjerte og Kød for den levende Gud!
Even the sparrow, hath found a home, And, the swallow, a nest for herself, where she hath laid her young, Thine altars, O Yahweh of hosts, My king and my God!
4 Ja, Spurven fandt sig et Hjem og Svalen en Rede, hvor den har sine Unger — dine Altre, Hærskarers HERRE, min Konge og Gud!
How happy are they who abide in thy house, —Still are they praising thee. (Selah)
5 Salige de, der bor i dit Hus, end skal de love dig. (Sela)
How happy the men whose strength is in thee, Festive processions are in their heart.
6 Salig den, hvis Styrke er i dig, naar hans Hu staar til Højtidsrejser!
Passing through the balsam-vale, A place of fountains, they make it, Yea, with blessings, is it covered by the early rain.
7 Naar de gaar gennem Bakadalen, gør de den til Kildevang, og Tidligregnen hyller den i Velsignelser.
They go from strength to strength, Each one appeareth before God in Zion.
8 Fra Kraft til Kraft gaar de frem, de stedes for Gud paa Zion.
O Yahweh, God of hosts, hear thou my prayer, —Give hear, thou God of Jacob. (Selah)
9 Hør min Bøn, o HERRE, Hærskarers Gud, Lyt til, du Jakobs Gud! (Sela)
Our Shield, behold thou, O God, And look upon the face of thine Anointed One.
10 Gud, vort Skjold, se til og vend dit Blik til din Salvedes Aasyn!
For better is a day in thy courts, than a thousand, I choose rather to stand at the threshold in the house of my God, Than to dwell in the tents of lawlessness.
11 Thi bedre een Dag i din Forgaard end tusinde ellers, hellere ligge ved min Guds Hus's Tærskel end dvæle i Gudløsheds Telte.
For, a sun and shield, is Yahweh God, —Grace and glory, will Yahweh give, He will not withhold what is good, from them who walk without blame.
12 Thi Gud HERREN er Sol og Skjold, HERREN giver Naade og Ære; dem, der vandrer i Uskyld, nægter han intet godt. Hærskarers HERRE, salig er den, der stoler paa dig!
O Yahweh of hosts! How happy the man who trusteth in thee!
