Psalms 66
1 “For the leader of the music. A psalm.” Shout joyfully unto God. all ye lands!
(Til sangmesteren. En salme. En sang.) Bryd ud i Jubel for Gud, al Jorden,
2 Sing ye the honor of his name; Make his praise glorious!
lovsyng hans Navns Ære, syng ham en herlig Lovsang,
3 Say unto God, How terrible are thy doings! Through the greatness of thy power thine enemies are suppliants to thee!
sig til Gud: "Hvor forfærdelige er dine Gerninger! For din vældige Styrkes Skyld logrer Fjenderne for dig,
4 Let all the earth worship thee; Let it sing praise to thee, let it sing praise to thy name! (Pause)
al Jorden tilbeder dig, de lovsynger dig, lovsynger dit Navn." (Sela)
5 Come, behold the works of God! How terrible his doings among the sons of men!
Kom hid og se, hvad Gud har gjort i sit Virke en Rædsel for Menneskenes Børn.
6 He turned the sea into dry land; They went through the deep on foot; Then we rejoiced in him.
Han forvandlede Hav til Land, de vandrede til Fods over Strømmen; lad os fryde os højlig i ham.
7 By his power he ruleth for ever; His eyes are fixed upon the nations; Let not the rebellious exalt themselves! (Pause)
Han hersker med Vælde for evigt, på Folkene vogter hans Øjne, ej kan genstridige gøre sig store. (Sela)
8 O bless our God, ye nations. And make the voice of his praise to be heard!
I Folkeslag, lov vor Gud, lad lyde hans Lovsangs Toner,
9 It is he who preserveth our lives, And suffereth not our feet to stumble.
han, som har holdt vor Sjæl i Live og ej lod vor Fod glide ud!
10 Thou hast, indeed, proved us, O God! Thou hast tried us as silver is tried.
Thi du ransaged os, o Gud, rensede os, som man renser Sølv;
11 Thou broughtest us into a snare, And didst lay a heavy burden upon our backs;
i Fængsel bragte du os, lagde Tynge på vore Lænder,
12 Thou didst cause men to ride upon our heads, And we have gone through fire and water: But thou hast brought us to a place of abundance.
lod Mennesker skride hen over vort Hoved, vi kom gennem Ild og Vand; men du førte os ud og bragte os Lindring!
13 I will go into thy house with burnt-offerings! I will pay thee my vows, —
Med Brændofre vil jeg gå ind i dit Hus og indfri dig mine Løfter,
14 The vows which my lips uttered. Which my mouth promised in my trouble.
dem, mine Læber fremførte, min Mund udtalte i Nøden.
15 Burnt sacrifices of fatlings will I offer to thee with the fat of rams; Bullocks, with he-goats, will I sacrifice to thee. (Pause)
Jeg bringer dig Ofre af Fedekvæg sammen med Vædres Offerduft, jeg ofrer Okser tillige med Bukke. (Sela)
16 Come and hear, all ye who fear God, And I will relate what he hath done for me!
Kom og hør og lad mig fortælle jer alle, som frygter Gud, hvad han har gjort for min Sjæl!
17 I called upon him with my mouth, And praise is now upon my tongue.
Jeg råbte til ham med min Mund og priste ham med min Tunge.
18 If I had meditated wickedness in my heart, The Lord would not have heard me:
Havde jeg tænkt på ondt i mit Hjerte, da havde Herren ej hørt;
19 But surely God hath heard me; He hath had regard to the voice of my supplication.
visselig, Gud har hørt, han lytted til min bedende Røst.
20 Blessed be God, who did not reject my prayer, Nor withhold his mercy from me!
Lovet være Gud, som ikke har afvist min Bøn eller taget sin Miskundhed fra mig!
