Psalms 132
1 A Song of Ascents. Remember, O Yahweh, unto David, all his humiliations!
Sang til Festrejserne. HERRE, kom David i Hu for al hans Møje,
2 What he Sware to Yahweh, —Vowed to the Mighty One of Jacob:
hvorledes han tilsvor HERREN, gav Jakobs Vældige et Løfte:
3 Surely I will not enter the home of my own house, nor ascend my curtained couch;
»Jeg træder ej ind i mit Huses Telt, jeg stiger ej op paa mit Leje,
4 I will not give sleep to mine eyes, nor, to mine eye-lashes, slumber:
under ikke mine Øjne Søvn, ikke mine Øjenlaag Hvile,
5 Until I find a place for Yahweh, habitations for the Mighty One of Jacob.
før jeg har fundet HERREN et Sted, Jakobs Vældige en Bolig!«
6 Lo! we heard of it at Ephrathah, we found it in the fields of the wood.
»Se, i Efrata hørte vi om den, fandt den paa Ja'ars Mark;
7 We would enter his habitations, we would bow down at his footstool.
lad os gaa hen til hans Bolig, tilbede ved hans Fødders Skammel!«
8 Arise! O Yahweh, unto thy place of rest, Thou, and the ark of thy strength.
»HERRE, bryd op til dit Hvilested, du og din Vældes Ark!
9 Thy priests, let them be clothed with righteousness, Thy men of lovingkindness, let them shout for joy!
Dine Præster være klædte i Retfærd, dine fromme synge med Fryd!
10 For the sake of David thy servant, do not turn away the face of thine Anointed One.
For din Tjener Davids Skyld afvise du ikke din Salvede!«
11 Yahweh hath sworn unto David, in faithfulness, will he not turn from it, —Of the fruit of thy body, will I seat on thy throne.
HERREN tilsvor David et troværdigt, usvigeligt Løfte: »Af din Livsens Frugt vil jeg sætte Konger paa din Trone.
12 If thy sons keep my covenant, and my testimony which I will teach them, even their sons, unto futurity, shall sit on thy throne.
Saafremt dine Sønner holder min Pagt og mit Vidnesbyrd, som jeg lærer dem, skal ogsaa deres Sønner sidde evindelig paa din Trone!
13 For Yahweh hath chosen Zion, —He hath desired it as a dwelling for himself:
Thi HERREN har udvalgt Zion, ønsket sig det til Bolig:
14 This, is my place of rest unto futurity, Here, will I dwell, for I have desired it;
Her er for evigt mit Hvilested, her vil jeg bo, thi det har jeg ønsket.
15 Her provision, will I abundantly bless, Her needy ones, will I satisfy with bread;
Dets Føde velsigner jeg, dets fattige mætter jeg med Brød,
16 And, her priests, will I clothe with salvation, and, her men of lovingkindness, shall, shout aloud, for joy;
dets Præster klæder jeg i Frelse, dets fromme skal synge med Fryd.
17 There, will I cause to bud a horn to David, I have prepared a lamp for mine Anointed One;
Der lader jeg Horn vokse frem for David, sikrer min Salvede Lampe.
18 His enemies, will I clothe with shame, but, upon himself, shall his crown be resplendent.
Jeg klæder hans Fjender i Skam, men paa ham skal Kronen straale!«
