Psalms 84
1 Unto the end. For the wine and oil presses. A Psalm to the sons of Korah. How beloved are your tabernacles, O Lord of hosts!
Til Sangmesteren. Al-haggittit. Af Koras Sønner. En Salme.
2 My soul longs and faints for the courts of the Lord. My heart and my flesh have exulted in the living God.
Hvor elskelige er dine Boliger, Hærskarers HERRE!
3 For even the sparrow has found a home for himself, and the turtle-dove a nest for herself, where she may lay her young: your altars, O Lord of hosts, my king and my God.
Af Længsel efter HERRENS Forgaarde vansmægted min Sjæl, nu jubler mit Hjerte og Kød for den levende Gud!
4 Blessed are those who dwell in your house, O Lord. They will praise you from age to age.
Ja, Spurven fandt sig et Hjem og Svalen en Rede, hvor den har sine Unger — dine Altre, Hærskarers HERRE, min Konge og Gud!
5 Blessed is the man whose help is from you. In his heart, he is disposed to ascend
Salige de, der bor i dit Hus, end skal de love dig. (Sela)
6 from the valley of tears, from the place which he has determined.
Salig den, hvis Styrke er i dig, naar hans Hu staar til Højtidsrejser!
7 For even the lawgiver will provide a blessing; they will go from virtue to virtue. The God of gods will be seen in Zion.
Naar de gaar gennem Bakadalen, gør de den til Kildevang, og Tidligregnen hyller den i Velsignelser.
8 O Lord, God of hosts, hear my prayer. Pay attention, O God of Jacob.
Fra Kraft til Kraft gaar de frem, de stedes for Gud paa Zion.
9 O God, gaze upon our protector, and look upon the face of your Christ.
Hør min Bøn, o HERRE, Hærskarers Gud, Lyt til, du Jakobs Gud! (Sela)
10 For one day in your courts is better than thousands elsewhere. I have chosen to be lowly in the house of my God, rather than to dwell in the tabernacles of sinners.
Gud, vort Skjold, se til og vend dit Blik til din Salvedes Aasyn!
11 For God loves mercy and truth. The Lord will give grace and glory.
Thi bedre een Dag i din Forgaard end tusinde ellers, hellere ligge ved min Guds Hus's Tærskel end dvæle i Gudløsheds Telte.
12 He will not withhold good things from those who walk in innocence. O Lord of hosts, blessed is the man who hopes in you.
Thi Gud HERREN er Sol og Skjold, HERREN giver Naade og Ære; dem, der vandrer i Uskyld, nægter han intet godt. Hærskarers HERRE, salig er den, der stoler paa dig!
