< Salme 48 >

1 (En sang. En salme af Koras sønner.) Stor og højlovet er vor Gud i sin Stad.
“A psalm of the sons of Korah.” Great is Jehovah, and greatly to be praised In the city of our God, upon his holy mountain.
2 Smukt løfter sig hans hellige Bjerg, al Jordens Fryd, Zions Bjerg i det højeste Nord, den store Konges By.
Beautiful in its elevation is Mount Zion, The joy of the whole earth; The joy of the farthest North is the city of the great king;
3 Som Værn gjorde Gud sig kendt i dens Borge.
In her palaces God is known as a refuge.
4 Thi Kongerne samlede sig, rykked frem tilsammen;
For, lo! kings were assembled against it; They passed away together.
5 de så og tav på Stedet, flyed i Angst,
As soon as they saw, they were astonished; They were confounded, and hasted away.
6 af Rædsel grebes de brat, af Veer som en, der føder.
There terror seized upon them, —Pain, as of a woman in travail;
7 Med Østenstormen knuser du Tarsisskibe.
As when the east wind breaketh in pieces The ships of Tarshish.
8 Som vi havde hørt det, så vi det selv i Hærskarers HERREs By, i vor Guds By; til evig Tid lader Gud den stå. (Sela)
As we have heard, so have we seen In the city of the LORD of hosts, in the city of our God; God will establish it for ever. (Pause)
9 I din Helligdom tænker vi, Gud, på din Miskundhed;
We think of thy loving-kindness, O God! In the midst of thy temple!
10 som dit Navn så lyder din Pris til Jordens Grænser. Din højre er fuld af Retfærd,
As thy name, O God! so thy praise, extendeth to the ends of the earth; Thy right hand is full of righteousness.
11 Zions Bjerg fryder sig, Judas Døtre jubler over dine Domme.
Mount Zion rejoiceth, The daughters of Judah exult, On account of thy righteous judgments.
12 Drag rundt om Zion, gå rundt og tæl dets Tårne,
Go round about Zion; number her towers;
13 læg Mærke til dets Ringmur, så gennem dets Borge, at I kan melde Slægten, der
Mark well her bulwarks; count her palaces; That ye may tell it to the next generation!
14 kommer: Sådan er Gud, vor Gud for evigt og altid, han skal lede os.
For this God is our God for ever and ever; He will be our guide unto death.

< Salme 48 >