Salme 104
1 Min sjæl, lov Herren! Herren min Gud, du er såre stor! Du er klædt i Højhed og Herlighed,
Bless the LORD, my soul. The LORD, my God, you are very great. You are clothed with honor and majesty.
2 hyllet i Lys som en Kappe! Himlen spænder du ud som et Telt;
He covers himself with light as with a garment. He stretches out the heavens like a curtain.
3 du hvælver din Højsal i Vandene, gør Skyerne til din Vogn, farer frem på Vindens Vinger;
He lays the beams of his rooms in the waters. He makes the clouds his chariot. He walks on the wings of the wind.
4 Vindene gør du til Sendebud, Ildsluer til dine Tjenere!
He makes his messengers winds, and his servants flames of fire.
5 Du fæsted Jorden på dens Grundvolde, aldrig i Evighed rokkes den;
He laid the foundations of the earth, that it should not be moved forever.
6 Verdensdybet hylled den til som en Klædning, Vandene stod over Bjerge.
You covered it with the deep as with a cloak. The waters stood above the mountains.
7 For din Trusel flyede de, skræmtes bort ved din Tordenrøst,
At your rebuke they fled. At the voice of your thunder they hurried away.
8 for op ad Bjerge og ned i Dale til det Sted, du havde beredt dem;
The mountains rose, the valleys sank down, to the place which you had assigned to them.
9 du satte en Grænse, de ej kommer over, så de ikke igen skal tilhylle Jorden.
You have set a boundary that they may not pass over, that they do not turn again to cover the earth.
10 Kilder lod du rinde i Dale, hen mellem Bjerge flød de;
He sends springs into the valleys. They run among the mountains.
11 de læsker al Markens Vildt, Vildæsler slukker deres Tørst;
They give drink to every animal of the field. The wild donkeys quench their thirst.
12 over dem bygger Himlens Fugle, mellem Grenene lyder deres Kvidder.
The birds of the sky nest by them. They sing among the branches.
13 Fra din Højsal vander du Bjergene, Jorden mættes fra dine Skyer;
He waters the mountains from his rooms. The earth is filled with the fruit of your works.
14 du lader Græs gro frem til Kvæget og Urter til Menneskets Tjeneste, så du frembringer Brød af Jorden
He causes the grass to grow for the livestock, and plants for man to cultivate, that he may produce food out of the earth:
15 og Vin, der glæder Menneskets Hjerte, og lader Ansigtet glinse af Olie, og Brødet skal styrke Menneskets Hjerte.
wine that makes the heart of man glad, oil to make his face to shine, and bread that strengthens man’s heart.
16 HERRENs Træer bliver mætte, Libanons Cedre, som han har plantet,
The LORD’s trees are well watered, the cedars of Lebanon, which he has planted,
17 hvor Fuglene bygger sig Rede; i Cypresser har Storken sin Bolig.
where the birds make their nests. The stork makes its home in the cypress trees.
18 Højfjeldet er for Stenbukken, Klipperne Grævlingens Tilflugt.
The high mountains are for the wild goats. The rocks are a refuge for the rock badgers.
19 Du skabte Månen for Festernes Skyld, Solen kender sin Nedgangs Tid;
He appointed the moon for seasons. The sun knows when to set.
20 du sender Mørke, Natten kommer, da rører sig alle Skovens Dyr;
You make darkness, and it is night, in which all the animals of the forest prowl.
21 de unge Løver brøler efter Rov, de kræver deres Føde af Gud.
The young lions roar after their prey, and seek their food from God.
22 De sniger sig bort, når Sol står op, og lægger sig i deres Huler;
The sun rises, and they steal away, and lie down in their dens.
23 Mennesket går til sit Dagværk, ud til sin Gerning, til Kvæld falder på.
Man goes out to his work, to his labor until the evening.
24 Hvor mange er dine Gerninger, HERRE, du gjorde dem alle med Visdom; Jorden er fuld af, hvad du har skabt!
LORD, how many are your works! In wisdom, you have made them all. The earth is full of your riches.
25 Der er Havet, stort og vidt, der vrimler det uden Tal af Dyr, både små og store;
There is the sea, great and wide, in which are innumerable living things, both small and large animals.
26 Skibene farer der, Livjatan, som du danned til Leg deri.
There the ships go, and leviathan, whom you formed to play there.
27 De bier alle på dig, at du skal give dem Føde i Tide;
These all wait for you, that you may give them their food in due season.
28 du giver dem den, og de sanker, du åbner din Hånd, og de mættes med godt.
You give to them; they gather. You open your hand; they are satisfied with good.
29 Du skjuler dit Åsyn, og de forfærdes; du tager deres Ånd, og de dør og vender tilbage til Støvet;
You hide your face; they are troubled. You take away their breath; they die and return to the dust.
30 du sender din Ånd, og de skabes, Jordens Åsyn fornyer du.
You send out your Spirit and they are created. You renew the face of the ground.
31 HERRENs Herlighed vare evindelig, HERREN glæde sig ved sine Værker!
Let the LORD’s glory endure forever. Let the LORD rejoice in his works.
32 Et Blik fra ham, og Jorden skælver, et Stød fra ham, og Bjergene ryger
He looks at the earth, and it trembles. He touches the mountains, and they smoke.
33 Jeg vil synge for HERREN, så længe jeg lever, lovsynge min Gud, den Tid jeg er til.
I will sing to the LORD as long as I live. I will sing praise to my God while I have any being.
34 Min Sang være ham til Behag, jeg har min Glæde i HERREN.
Let my meditation be sweet to him. I will rejoice in the LORD.
35 Måtte Syndere svinde fra Jorden og gudløse ikke mer være til! Min Sjæl, lov HERREN! Halleluja!
Let sinners be consumed out of the earth. Let the wicked be no more. Bless the LORD, my soul. Praise the LORD!
