< Psalms 48 >

1 A Melodious Song. For the Sons of Korah. Great is Yahweh, and worthy to be mightily praised, In the city of our God, His holy mountain.
En Sang, en Psalme af Koras Børn.
2 Beautiful in elevation, the joy of all the land, Is Mount Zion, in the recesses of the north, —The city of a great king.
Herren er stor og saare priselig, i vor Guds Stad, paa hans hellige Bjerg.
3 God, in her palaces, is to be known as a high tower.
Zions Bjerg hæver sig smukt, er det ganske Lands Glæde, yderst imod Nord, den store Konges Stad.
4 For lo! Kings—Met as appointed, Passed by together;
Gud i dens Paladser er kendt som en fast Borg.
5 They themselves, saw, So, were they amazed, Dismayed—they hurried way!
Thi se, Kongerne havde samlet sig; de forsvandt til Hobe.
6 Trembling, seized them, there, Pangs. like hers who is in travail.
De saa, straks forundrede de sig; de forfærdedes, de hastede bort.
7 With an east wind, wilt thou shatter the ships of Tarshish.
Bævelse betog dem der, Angest som en Kvindes, der føder.
8 Just as we have heard, So, have we seen, In the city of Yahweh of hosts, In the city of our God, God himself, will establish her, unto times age-abiding. (Selah)
Ved Østenvejr sønderbryder du Tharsis's Skibe.
9 We have thought, O God, upon thy lovingkindness, 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, be thy praise, unto the ends of the earth, With righteousness, is, thy right hand, filled.
O Gud! vi tænke paa din Miskundhed midt i dit Tempel.
11 Let Mount Zion rejoice, Let the daughters of Judah exult, Because of thy judgments.
O Gud! som dit Navn er, saa er din Pris indtil Jordens Ender; din højre Haand er fuld af Retfærdighed.
12 Go round Zion, and compass her about, Reckon up her towers;
Zions Bjerg glæder sig, Judas Døtre fryde sig for dine Dommes Skyld.
13 Apply your mind to her rampart, Pass between her palaces, That ye may recount them to an after generation;
Gaar omkring Zion, rundt omkring den, tæller dens Taarne!
14 For, this God, is our God, to times age-abiding and beyond, He himself, will conduct us till death.
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.

< Psalms 48 >