< Salme 147 >

1 Halleluja! Ja, det er godt at lovsynge vor Gud, ja, det er lifligt, lovsang sømmer sig.
Praise Yahweh, for it is good to sing praises to our God, it is pleasant, and praise is suitable.
2 Herren bygger Jerusalem, han samler de spredte af Israel,
Yahweh rebuilds Jerusalem, he gathers together the scattered people of Israel.
3 han læger dem, hvis Hjerte er sønderknust, og forbinder deres Sår;
He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.
4 han fastsætter Stjemernes Tal og giver dem alle Navn.
He counts the stars, he gives names to all of them.
5 Vor Herre er stor og vældig, hans Indsigt er uden Mål;
Great is our Lord and awesome in power, his understanding cannot be measured.
6 HERREN holder de ydmyge oppe, til Jorden bøjer han gudløse.
Yahweh lifts up the oppressed, he brings the wicked down to the ground.
7 Syng for HERREN med Tak, leg for vor Gud på Citer!
Sing to Yahweh with thanksgiving, sing praises 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;
He covers the heavens with clouds and prepares rain for the earth, making the grass to grow on the mountains.
9 Føde giver han Kvæget og Ravneunger, som skriger;
He gives food to the animals and to the young ravens when they cry.
10 hans Hu står ikke til stærke Heste, han har ikke Behag i rapfodet Mand;
He finds no delight in the strength of a horse, he takes no pleasure in the strong legs of a man.
11 HERREN har Behag i dem, der frygter ham, dem, der bier på hans Miskundhed.
Yahweh takes pleasure in those who honor him, who hope in his covenant faithfulness.
12 Lovpris HERREN, Jerusalem, pris, o Zion, din Gud!
Praise Yahweh, Jerusalem, praise your God, Zion.
13 Thi han gør dine Portstænger stærke, velsigner dine Børn i din Midte;
For he strengthens the bars of your gates, he blesses your children among you.
14 dine Landemærker giver han Fred, mætter dig med Hvedens Fedme;
He brings prosperity inside your borders, he satisfies you with the finest of wheat.
15 han sender sit Bud til Jorden, hastigt løber hans Ord,
He sends out his commandment to earth, his command runs very swiftly.
16 han lader Sne falde ned som Uld, som Aske spreder han Rim,
He makes the snow like wool, he scatters the frost like ashes.
17 som Brødsmuler sender han Hagl, Vandene stivner af Kulde fra ham;
He dispenses the hail like crumbs, who can withstand the cold he sends?
18 han sender sit Ord og smelter dem, de strømmer, når han rejser sit Vejr.
He sends out his command and melts them, he makes the wind to blow and the water to flow.
19 Han kundgør sit Ord for Jakob, sine Vedtægter og Lovbud for Israel.
He proclaimed his word to Jacob, his statutes and his righteous decrees to Israel.
20 Så gjorde han ikke mod andre Folk, dem kundgør han ingen Lovbud. Halleluja!
He has not done so with any other nation, and as for his decrees, they do not know them. Praise Yahweh.

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