< Psalms 85 >
1 For the Leader. A Psalm of the sons of Korah. LORD, Thou hast been favourable unto Thy land, Thou hast turned the captivity of Jacob.
Til Sangmesteren. Af Koras Sønner. En Salme.
2 Thou hast forgiven the iniquity of Thy people, Thou hast pardoned all their sin. (Selah)
Du var naadig, HERRE, imod dit Land, du vendte Jakobs Skæbne,
3 Thou hast withdrawn all Thy wrath; Thou hast turned from the fierceness of Thine anger.
tog Skylden bort fra dit Folk og skjulte al deres Synd. (Sela)
4 Restore us, O God of our salvation, and cause Thine indignation toward us to cease.
Du lod al din Vrede fare, tvang din glødende Harme.
5 Wilt Thou be angry with us for ever? Wilt Thou draw out Thine anger to all generations?
Vend tilbage, vor Frelses Gud, hør op med din Uvilje mod os!
6 Wilt Thou not quicken us again, that Thy people may rejoice in Thee?
Vil du vredes paa os for evigt, holde fast ved din Harme fra Slægt til Slægt?
7 Show us Thy mercy, O LORD, and grant us Thy salvation.
Vil du ikke skænke os Liv Paa ny, saa dit Folk kan glæde sig i dig!
8 I will hear what God the LORD will speak; for He will speak peace unto His people, and to His saints; but let them not turn back to folly.
Lad os skue din Miskundhed, HERRE, din Frelse give du os!
9 Surely His salvation is nigh them that fear Him; that glory may dwell in our land.
Jeg vil høre, hvad Gud HERREN taler! Visselig taler han Fred til sit Folk og til sine fromme og til dem, der vender deres Hjerte til ham;
10 Mercy and truth are met together; righteousness and peace have kissed each other.
ja, nær er hans Frelse for dem, som frygter ham, snart skal Herlighed bo i vort Land;
11 Truth springeth out of the earth; and righteousness hath looked down from heaven.
Miskundhed og Sandhed mødes, Retfærd og Fred skal kysse hinanden;
12 Yea, the LORD will give that which is good; and our land shall yield her produce.
af Jorden spirer Sandhed frem, fra Himlen skuer Retfærd ned.
13 Righteousness shall go before Him, and shall make His footsteps a way.
Derhos giver HERREN Lykke, sin Afgrøde giver vort Land; Retfærd vandrer foran ham og følger ogsaa hans Fjed.