< Salme 147 >

1 Halleluja! Ja, det er godt at lovsynge vor Gud, ja, det er lifligt, lovsang sømmer sig.
Hallelujah. It is good to sing praise to our God, for praise is sweet and seemly.
2 Herren bygger Jerusalem, han samler de spredte af Israel,
The Lord builds up Jerusalem, the outcasts of Israel he gathers.
3 han læger dem, hvis Hjerte er sønderknust, og forbinder deres Sår;
He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds.
4 han fastsætter Stjemernes Tal og giver dem alle Navn.
He counts the numberless stars, he gives names to them all.
5 Vor Herre er stor og vældig, hans Indsigt er uden Mål;
Great is our Lord, rich in power, and measureless is his wisdom.
6 HERREN holder de ydmyge oppe, til Jorden bøjer han gudløse.
The Lord lifts up the down-trodden, the wicked he brings to the ground.
7 Syng for HERREN med Tak, leg for vor Gud på Citer!
Sing songs of thanks to the Lord, and play on the lyre to our God.
8 Han dækker Himlen med Skyer, sørger for Regn til Jorden, lader Græs spire frem på Bjergene og Urter til Menneskers Brug;
For he covers the sky with clouds, he prepares rain for the earth, makes grass to grow on the mountains.
9 Føde giver han Kvæget og Ravneunger, som skriger;
He gives the cattle their food the young ravens when they cry.
10 hans Hu står ikke til stærke Heste, han har ikke Behag i rapfodet Mand;
His pleasure is not in the strength of the horse, his joy is not in the speed of a runner;
11 HERREN har Behag i dem, der frygter ham, dem, der bier på hans Miskundhed.
but the Lord has his pleasure in those who fear him, in those who wait for his kindness.
12 Lovpris HERREN, Jerusalem, pris, o Zion, din Gud!
Praise the Lord, then, O Jerusalem: sing praise to your God, O Zion.
13 Thi han gør dine Portstænger stærke, velsigner dine Børn i din Midte;
For he strengthens the bars of your gates, and blesses your children within you.
14 dine Landemærker giver han Fred, mætter dig med Hvedens Fedme;
He brings peace to your borders, and choicest of wheat in abundance.
15 han sender sit Bud til Jorden, hastigt løber hans Ord,
He sends his command to the earth: his word runs very swiftly.
16 han lader Sne falde ned som Uld, som Aske spreder han Rim,
Snow he gives like wool, frost he scatters like ashes.
17 som Brødsmuler sender han Hagl, Vandene stivner af Kulde fra ham;
He casts forth his ice like morsels: who can stand 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: his wind blows the waters flow.
19 Han kundgør sit Ord for Jakob, sine Vedtægter og Lovbud for Israel.
He declares his word to Jacob, his statutes and judgments to Israel.
20 Så gjorde han ikke mod andre Folk, dem kundgør han ingen Lovbud. Halleluja!
No other nation did he do this for, they know nothing of his judgments. Hallelujah.

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