< Salme 92 >

1 En Salme. En Sang for Sabbatsdagen.
A Psalm. A song for the Sabbath day. It is a good thing to give thanks to Yahweh, to sing praises to your name, Most High,
2 Det er godt at takke HERREN, lovsynge dit Navn, du Højeste,
to proclaim your loving kindness in the morning, and your faithfulness every night,
3 ved Gry forkynde din Naade, om Natten din Trofasthed
with the ten-stringed lute, with the harp, and with the melody of the lyre.
4 til tistrenget Lyre, til Harpe, til Strengeleg paa Citer!
For you, Yahweh, have made me glad through your work. I will triumph in the works of your hands.
5 Thi ved dit Værk har du glædet mig, HERRE, jeg jubler over dine Hænders Gerning.
How great are your works, Yahweh! Your thoughts are very deep.
6 Hvor store er dine Gerninger, HERRE, dine Tanker saare dybe!
A senseless man doesn’t know, neither does a fool understand this:
7 Taaben fatter det ikke, Daaren skønner ej sligt.
though the wicked spring up as the grass, and all the evildoers flourish, they will be destroyed forever.
8 Spirer de gudløse end som Græsset, blomstrer end alle Udaadsmænd, er det kun for at lægges øde for stedse,
But you, Yahweh, are on high forever more.
9 men du er ophøjet for evigt, HERRE.
For behold, your enemies, Yahweh, for behold, your enemies shall perish. All the evildoers will be scattered.
10 Thi se, dine Fjender, HERRE, se, dine Fjender gaar under, alle Udaadsmænd spredes!
But you have exalted my horn like that of the wild ox. I am anointed with fresh oil.
11 Du har løftet mit Horn som Vildoksens, kvæget mig med den friskeste Olie;
My eye has also seen my enemies. My ears have heard of the wicked enemies who rise up against me.
12 det fryder mit Øje at se mine Fjender, mit Øre at høre mine Avindsmænd.
The righteous shall flourish like the palm tree. He will grow like a cedar in Lebanon.
13 De retfærdige grønnes som Palmen, vokser som Libanons Ceder;
They are planted in Yahweh’s house. They will flourish in our God’s courts.
14 plantet i HERRENS Hus grønnes de i vor Guds Forgaarde;
They will still produce fruit in old age. They will be full of sap and green,
15 selv graanende bærer de Frugt, er friske og fulde af Saft for at vidne, at HERREN er retvis, min Klippe, hos hvem ingen Uret findes.
to show that Yahweh is upright. He is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.

< Salme 92 >