Salme 45
1 (Til sangmesteren. Af Koras sønner. Al-alamot. En sang.) Mit Hjerte svulmer af liflige Ord, jeg kvæder mit Kvad til Kongens Pris, som Hurtigskriverens Pen er min Tunge.
For the end, for alternate [strains] by the sons of Core; for instruction, a Song concerning the beloved. My heart has uttered a good matter: I declare my works to the king: my tongue is the pen of a quick writer.
2 Den skønneste er du af Menneskens Børn, Ynde er udgydt på dine Læber, derfor velsignede Gud dig for evigt.
You are more beautiful than the sons of men: grace has been shed forth on your lips: therefore God has blessed you for ever.
3 Omgjord din Lænd med Sværdet, o Helt,
Gird your sword upon your thigh, O Mighty One, in your comeliness, and in your beauty;
4 Lykken følge din Højhed og Hæder, far frem for Sandhedens Sag, for Ydmyghed og Retfærd, din højre lære dig frygtelige Ting!
and bend [your bow], and prosper, and reign, because of truth and meekness and righteousness; and your right hand shall guide you wonderfully.
5 Dine Pile er hvæssede, Folkeslag falder for din Fod, Kongens Fjender rammes i Hjertet.
Your weapons are sharpened, Mighty One, (the nations shall fall under you) [they are] in the heart of the king's enemies.
6 Din Trone, o Gud, står evigt fast, en Retfærds Stav er din Kongestav.
Your throne, O God, is for ever and ever: the sceptre of your kingdom is a sceptre of righteousness.
7 Du elsker Ret og hader Uret; derfor salvede Gud, din Gud, dig med Glædens Olie fremfor dine Fæller,
You have loved righteousness, and hated iniquity: therefore God, your God, has anointed you with the oil of gladness beyond your fellows.
8 af Myrra, Aloe og Kassia dufter alle dine Klæder. Du glædes ved Strengeleg fra Elfenbenshaller,
Myrrh, and stacte, and cassia [are exhaled] from your garments, [and] out of the ivory palaces,
9 Kongedøtre står i kostbare Klæder, Dronningen i Ofirguldets Skrud ved din højre.
with which kings' daughters have gladdened you for your honor: the queen stood by on your right hand, clothed in vesture wrought with gold, [and] arrayed in various colors.
10 Hør, min Datter, opmærksomt og bøj dit Øre: Glem dit Folk og din Faders Hus,
Hear, O daughter, and see, and incline your ear; forget also your people, and your father's house.
11 at Kongen må attrå din Skønhed, thi han er din Herre.
Because the king has desired your beauty; for he is your Lord.
12 Tyrus's Datter skal hylde dig med Gaver, Folkets Rigmænd bejle til din Yndest.
And the daughter of Tyre shall adore him with gifts; the rich of the people of the land shall supplicate your favor.
13 Idel Pragt er Kongedatteren, hendes Dragt er Perler, stukket i Guld;
All her glory [is that] of the daughter of the king of Esebon, robed [as she is] in golden fringed garments,
14 fulgt af Jomfruer føres hun frem i broget Pragt, Veninderne fører hende hen til Kongen.
in embroidered [clothing]: virgins shall be brought to the king after her: her fellows shall be brought to you.
15 De føres frem under Glæde og Jubel, holder deres Indtog i Kongens Palads.
They shall be brought with gladness and exultation: they shall be led into the king's temple.
16 Dine Sønner træde ind i dine Fædres Sted, sæt dem til Fyrster rundt i Landet!
Instead of your fathers children are born to you: you shall make them princes over all the earth.
17 Jeg vil minde om dit Navn fra Slægt til Slægt; derfor skal Folkene love dig evigt og altid.
They shall make mention of your name from generation to generation: therefore shall the nations give thanks to you for ever, even for ever and ever.
