< Psalms 48 >
1 A SONG. A PSALM OF THE SONS OF KORAH. Great [is] YHWH, and greatly praised, In the city of our God—His holy hill.
(En sang. En salme af Koras sønner.) Stor og højlovet er vor Gud i sin Stad.
2 Beautiful [for] elevation, A joy of all the land, [is] Mount Zion, The sides of the north, the city of [the] great King.
Smukt løfter sig hans hellige Bjerg, al Jordens Fryd, Zions Bjerg i det højeste Nord, den store Konges By.
3 God is known for a tower in her high places.
Som Værn gjorde Gud sig kendt i dens Borge.
4 For behold, the kings met, they passed by together,
Thi Kongerne samlede sig, rykked frem tilsammen;
5 They have seen—so they have marveled, They have been troubled, they were hurried away.
de så og tav på Stedet, flyed i Angst,
6 Trembling has seized them there, Pain, as of a travailing woman.
af Rædsel grebes de brat, af Veer som en, der føder.
7 By an east wind You shatter ships of Tarshish.
Med Østenstormen knuser du Tarsisskibe.
8 As we have heard, so we have seen, In the city of YHWH of hosts, In the city of our God, God establishes her for all time. (Selah)
Som vi havde hørt det, så vi det selv i Hærskarers HERREs By, i vor Guds By; til evig Tid lader Gud den stå. (Sela)
9 We have thought, O God, of Your kindness, In the midst of Your temple,
I din Helligdom tænker vi, Gud, på din Miskundhed;
10 As [is] Your Name, O God, so [is] Your praise, Over the ends of the earth, Righteousness has filled Your right hand.
som dit Navn så lyder din Pris til Jordens Grænser. Din højre er fuld af Retfærd,
11 Mount Zion rejoices, The daughters of Judah are joyful, For the sake of Your judgments.
Zions Bjerg fryder sig, Judas Døtre jubler over dine Domme.
12 Surround Zion, and go around her, count her towers,
Drag rundt om Zion, gå rundt og tæl dets Tårne,
13 Set your heart to her bulwark, Consider her high places, So that you recount to a later generation,
læg Mærke til dets Ringmur, så gennem dets Borge, at I kan melde Slægten, der
14 That this God [is] our God—For all time and forever, He leads us over death!
kommer: Sådan er Gud, vor Gud for evigt og altid, han skal lede os.