Psalms 48
1 A psalm of a canticle, for the sons of Core, on the second day of the week. Great is the Lord, and exceedingly to be praised in the city of our God, in his holy mountain.
En Sang, en Psalme af Koras Børn.
2 With the joy of the whole earth is mount Sion founded, on the sides of the north, the city of the great king.
Herren er stor og saare priselig, i vor Guds Stad, paa hans hellige Bjerg.
3 In her houses shall God be known, when he shall protect her.
Zions Bjerg hæver sig smukt, er det ganske Lands Glæde, yderst imod Nord, den store Konges Stad.
4 For behold the kings of the earth assembled themselves: they gathered together.
Gud i dens Paladser er kendt som en fast Borg.
5 So they saw, and they wondered, they were troubled, they were moved:
Thi se, Kongerne havde samlet sig; de forsvandt til Hobe.
6 Trembling took hold of them. There were pains as of a woman in labour.
De saa, straks forundrede de sig; de forfærdedes, de hastede bort.
7 With a vehement wind thou shalt break in pieces the ships of Tharsis.
Bævelse betog dem der, Angest som en Kvindes, der føder.
8 As we have heard, so have we seen, in the city of the Lord of hosts, in the city of our God: God hath founded it for ever.
Ved Østenvejr sønderbryder du Tharsis's Skibe.
9 We have received thy mercy, O God, in the midst of thy temple.
Ligesom vi havde hørt, saaledes saa vi det i den Herre Zebaoths Stad, i vor Guds Stad; Gud befæster den indtil evig Tid. (Sela)
10 According to thy name, O God, so also is thy praise unto the ends of the earth: thy right hand is full of justice.
O Gud! vi tænke paa din Miskundhed midt i dit Tempel.
11 Let mount Sion rejoice, and the daughters of Juda be glad; because of thy judgments, O Lord.
O Gud! som dit Navn er, saa er din Pris indtil Jordens Ender; din højre Haand er fuld af Retfærdighed.
12 Surround Sion, and encompass her: tell ye in her towers.
Zions Bjerg glæder sig, Judas Døtre fryde sig for dine Dommes Skyld.
13 Set your hearts on her strength; and distribute her houses, that ye may relate it in another generation.
Gaar omkring Zion, rundt omkring den, tæller dens Taarne!
14 For this is God, our God unto eternity, and for ever and ever: he shall rule us for evermore.
Lægger Mærke til dens Mur, betragter nøje dens Paladser, at I kunne fortælle det for den Slægt, som kommer. Thi her er Gud, vor Gud, evindelig og altid, han skal ledsage os til evige Tider.
