Salme 147
1 Halleluja! Ja, det er godt at lovsynge vor Gud, ja, det er lifligt, lovsang sømmer sig.
Praise YAH! For [it is] good to praise our God, For pleasant—lovely [is] praise.
2 Herren bygger Jerusalem, han samler de spredte af Israel,
YHWH [is] building Jerusalem, He gathers the driven away of Israel.
3 han læger dem, hvis Hjerte er sønderknust, og forbinder deres Sår;
Who is giving healing to the broken of heart, And is binding up their griefs.
4 han fastsætter Stjemernes Tal og giver dem alle Navn.
Appointing the number of the stars, He gives names to all of them.
5 Vor Herre er stor og vældig, hans Indsigt er uden Mål;
Our Lord [is] great, and abundant in power, There is no narration of His understanding.
6 HERREN holder de ydmyge oppe, til Jorden bøjer han gudløse.
YHWH is causing the meek to stand, Making the wicked low to the earth.
7 Syng for HERREN med Tak, leg for vor Gud på Citer!
Answer to YHWH with thanksgiving, Sing to our God with a harp.
8 Han dækker Himlen med Skyer, sørger for Regn til Jorden, lader Græs spire frem på Bjergene og Urter til Menneskers Brug;
Who is covering the heavens with clouds, Who is preparing rain for the earth, Who is causing grass to spring up [on] mountains,
9 Føde giver han Kvæget og Ravneunger, som skriger;
Giving to the beast its food, To the young of the ravens that call.
10 hans Hu står ikke til stærke Heste, han har ikke Behag i rapfodet Mand;
He does not delight in the might of the horse, He is not pleased in the legs of a man.
11 HERREN har Behag i dem, der frygter ham, dem, der bier på hans Miskundhed.
YHWH is pleased with those fearing Him, With those waiting for His kindness.
12 Lovpris HERREN, Jerusalem, pris, o Zion, din Gud!
Glorify, O Jerusalem, YHWH, Praise your God, O Zion.
13 Thi han gør dine Portstænger stærke, velsigner dine Børn i din Midte;
For He strengthened the bars of your gates, He has blessed your sons in your midst.
14 dine Landemærker giver han Fred, mætter dig med Hvedens Fedme;
Who is making your border peace, He satisfies you [with] the fat of wheat.
15 han sender sit Bud til Jorden, hastigt løber hans Ord,
Who is sending forth His saying [on] earth, His word runs very speedily.
16 han lader Sne falde ned som Uld, som Aske spreder han Rim,
Who is giving snow like wool, He scatters hoarfrost as ashes.
17 som Brødsmuler sender han Hagl, Vandene stivner af Kulde fra ham;
Casting forth His ice like morsels, Who stands before His cold?
18 han sender sit Ord og smelter dem, de strømmer, når han rejser sit Vejr.
He sends forth His word and melts them, He causes His wind to blow—the waters flow.
19 Han kundgør sit Ord for Jakob, sine Vedtægter og Lovbud for Israel.
Declaring His words to Jacob, His statutes and His judgments to Israel.
20 Så gjorde han ikke mod andre Folk, dem kundgør han ingen Lovbud. Halleluja!
He has not done so to any nation, As for judgments, they have not known them. Praise YAH!
