< Psalms 147 >
1 Praise ye Jehovah, for it is good to sing praises to our God. For it is pleasant, and praise is comely.
Halleluja! Ja, det er godt at lovsynge vor Gud, ja, det er lifligt, Lovsang sømmer sig.
2 Jehovah builds up Jerusalem. He gathers together the outcasts of Israel.
HERREN bygger Jerusalem, han samler de spredte af Israel,
3 He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds.
han læger dem, hvis Hjerte er sønderknust, og forbinder deres Saar;
4 He counts the number of the stars. He calls them all by names.
han fastsætter Stjernernes Tal og giver dem alle Navn.
5 Great is our Lord, and mighty in power. His understanding is infinite.
Vor Herre er stor og vældig, hans Indsigt er uden Maal;
6 Jehovah upholds the meek. He brings the wicked down to the ground.
HERREN holder de ydmyge oppe, til Jorden bøjer han gudløse.
7 Sing to Jehovah with thanksgiving. Sing praises upon the harp to our God,
Syng for HERREN med Tak, leg for vor Gud paa Citer!
8 who covers the heavens with clouds, who prepares rain for the earth, who makes grass to grow upon the mountains.
Han dækker Himlen med Skyer, sørger for Regn til Jorden, lader Græs spire frem paa Bjergene og Urter til Menneskers Brug;
9 He gives to the beast his food, and to the young ravens which cry.
Føde giver han Kvæget og Ravneunger, som skriger;
10 He does not delight in the strength of the horse. He takes no pleasure in the legs of a man.
hans Hu staar ikke til stærke Heste, han har ikke Behag i rapfodet Mand;
11 Jehovah takes pleasure in those who fear him, in those who hope in his loving kindness.
HERREN har Behag i dem, der frygter ham, dem, der bier paa hans Miskundhed.
12 Praise Jehovah, O Jerusalem. Praise thy God, O Zion.
Lovpris HERREN, Jerusalem, pris, o Zion, din Gud!
13 For he has strengthened the bars of thy gates. He has blessed thy sons within thee.
Thi han gør dine Portstænger stærke, velsigner dine Børn i din Midte;
14 He makes peace in thy borders. He fills thee with the finest of the wheat.
dine Landemærker giver han Fred, mætter dig med Hvedens Fedme;
15 He sends out his commandment upon earth. His word runs very swiftly.
han sender sit Bud til Jorden, hastigt løber hans Ord,
16 He gives snow like wool. He scatters the hoar-frost like ashes.
han lader Sne falde ned som Uld, som Aske spreder han Rim,
17 He casts forth his ice like morsels. Who can stand before his cold?
som Brødsmuler sender han Hagl, Vandene stivner af Kulde fra ham;
18 He sends out his word, and melts them. He causes his wind to blow, and the waters flow.
han sender sit Ord og smelter dem, de strømmer, naar han rejser sit Vejr.
19 He shows his word to Jacob, his statutes and his ordinances to Israel.
Han kundgør sit Ord for Jakob, sine Vedtægter og Lovbud for Israel.
20 He has not dealt so with any nation. And as for his ordinances, they have not known them. Praise ye Jehovah.
Saa gjorde han ikke mod andre Folk, dem kundgør han ingen Lovbud. Halleluja!