Salme 104
1 Min sjæl, lov Herren! Herren min Gud, du er såre stor! Du er klædt i Højhed og Herlighed,
Bless the LORD, O my soul. O LORD my God, you are very great; you are clothed with honour and majesty.
2 hyllet i Lys som en Kappe! Himlen spænder du ud som et Telt;
Who cover yourself with light as with a garment: who stretch out the heavens like a curtain:
3 du hvælver din Højsal i Vandene, gør Skyerne til din Vogn, farer frem på Vindens Vinger;
Who lays the beams of his chambers in the waters: who makes the clouds his chariot: who walks upon the wings of the wind:
4 Vindene gør du til Sendebud, Ildsluer til dine Tjenere!
Who makes his angels spirits; his ministers a flaming fire:
5 Du fæsted Jorden på dens Grundvolde, aldrig i Evighed rokkes den;
Who laid the foundations of the earth, that it should not be removed for ever.
6 Verdensdybet hylled den til som en Klædning, Vandene stod over Bjerge.
You covered it with the deep as with a garment: 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 hasted away.
8 for op ad Bjerge og ned i Dale til det Sted, du havde beredt dem;
They go up by the mountains; they go down by the valleys unto the place which you have founded for them.
9 du satte en Grænse, de ej kommer over, så de ikke igen skal tilhylle Jorden.
You have set a bound that they may not pass over; that they turn not again to cover the earth.
10 Kilder lod du rinde i Dale, hen mellem Bjerge flød de;
He sends the springs into the valleys, which run among the hills.
11 de læsker al Markens Vildt, Vildæsler slukker deres Tørst;
They give drink to every beast of the field: the wild asses quench their thirst.
12 over dem bygger Himlens Fugle, mellem Grenene lyder deres Kvidder.
By them shall the fowls of the heaven have their habitation, which sing among the branches.
13 Fra din Højsal vander du Bjergene, Jorden mættes fra dine Skyer;
He waters the hills from his chambers: the earth is satisfied 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 cattle, and herb for the service of man: that he may bring forth food out of the earth;
15 og Vin, der glæder Menneskets Hjerte, og lader Ansigtet glinse af Olie, og Brødet skal styrke Menneskets Hjerte.
And wine that makes glad the heart of man, and oil to make his face to shine, and bread which strengthens man's heart.
16 HERRENs Træer bliver mætte, Libanons Cedre, som han har plantet,
The trees of the LORD are full of sap; 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: as for the stork, the fir trees are her house.
18 Højfjeldet er for Stenbukken, Klipperne Grævlingens Tilflugt.
The high hills are a refuge for the wild goats; and the rocks for the conies.
19 Du skabte Månen for Festernes Skyld, Solen kender sin Nedgangs Tid;
He appointed the moon for seasons: the sun knows his going down.
20 du sender Mørke, Natten kommer, da rører sig alle Skovens Dyr;
You make darkness, and it is night: wherein all the beasts of the forest do creep forth.
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 arises, they gather themselves together, and lay them down in their dens.
23 Mennesket går til sit Dagværk, ud til sin Gerning, til Kvæld falder på.
Man goes forth unto his work and to his labour until the evening.
24 Hvor mange er dine Gerninger, HERRE, du gjorde dem alle med Visdom; Jorden er fuld af, hvad du har skabt!
O LORD, how manifold are your works! in wisdom have you 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;
So is this great and wide sea, wherein are things creeping innumerable, both small and great beasts.
26 Skibene farer der, Livjatan, som du danned til Leg deri.
There go the ships: there is that leviathan (sea serpent), whom you have made to play therein.
27 De bier alle på dig, at du skal give dem Føde i Tide;
These wait all upon 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.
That you give them they gather: you open your hand, they are filled 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 their dust.
30 du sender din Ånd, og de skabes, Jordens Åsyn fornyer du.
You send forth your spirit, they are created: and you renew the face of the earth.
31 HERRENs Herlighed vare evindelig, HERREN glæde sig ved sine Værker!
The glory of the LORD shall endure for ever: the LORD shall rejoice in his works.
32 Et Blik fra ham, og Jorden skælver, et Stød fra ham, og Bjergene ryger
He looks on the earth, and it trembles: he touches the hills, and they smoke.
33 Jeg vil synge for HERREN, så længe jeg lever, lovsynge min Gud, den Tid jeg er til.
I will sing unto the LORD as long as I live: I will sing praise to my God while I have my being.
34 Min Sang være ham til Behag, jeg har min Glæde i HERREN.
My meditation of him shall be sweet: I will be glad in the LORD.
35 Måtte Syndere svinde fra Jorden og gudløse ikke mer være til! Min Sjæl, lov HERREN! Halleluja!
Let the sinners be consumed out of the earth, and let the wicked be no more. Bless you the LORD, O my soul. Praise all of you the LORD.
