Salme 67

1 (Til sangmesteren. Med strengespil. En salme. En sang.) Gud være os nådig og velsigne os, han lade sit Ansigt lyse over os (Sela)

Unto the end. With hymns, a Canticle Psalm of David. May God have mercy on us and bless us. May he shine his countenance upon us, and may he have mercy on us.

2 for at din Vej må kendes på Jorden, din Frelse blandt alle Folk.

So may we know your way upon the earth, your salvation among all nations.

3 Folkeslag skal takke dig, Gud, alle Folkeslag takke dig;

Let the peoples confess to you, O God. Let all the peoples confess to you.

4 Folkefærd skal glædes og juble, thi med Retfærd dømmer du Folkeslag, leder Folkefærd på Jorden, (Sela)

May the nations rejoice and exult. For you judge the peoples with equity, and you direct the nations on earth.

5 Folkeslag skal takke dig Gud, alle Folkeslag takke dig!

Let the peoples confess to you, O God. Let all the peoples confess to you.

6 Landet har givet sin Grøde, Gud, vor Gud, velsigne os,

The earth has provided her fruit. May God, our God, bless us.

7 Gud velsigne os, så den vide Jord må frygte ham!

May God bless us, and may all the ends of the earth fear him.