Psalms 146

1 Praise ye the LORD. Praise the LORD, O my soul.

Halleluja! Pris HERREN, min Sjæl!

2 While I live will I praise the LORD: I will sing praises to my God while I have any being.

Jeg vil prise HERREN hele mit Liv, lovsynge min Gud, saa længe jeg lever.

3 Put not your trust in princes, [nor] in the son of man, in whom [there is] no help.

Sæt ikke eders Lid til Fyrster, til et Menneskebarn, der ikke kan hjælpe!

4 His breath goeth forth, he returneth to his earth; in that very day his thoughts perish.

Hans Aand gaar bort, han bliver til Jord igen, hans Raad er bristet samme Dag.

5 Happy [is he] that [hath] the God of Jacob for his help, whose hope [is] in the LORD his God:

Salig den, hvis Hjælp er Jakobs Gud, hvis Haab staar til HERREN hans Gud,

6 Who made heaven, and earth, the sea, and all that [is] in them: who keepeth truth for ever:

som skabte Himmel og Jord, Havet og alt, hvad de rummer, som evigt bevarer sin Trofasthed

7 Who executeth judgment for the oppressed: who giveth food to the hungry. The LORD looseth the prisoners:

og skaffer de undertrykte Ret, som giver de sultne Brød! HERREN løser de fangne,

8 The LORD openeth [the eyes of] the blind: the LORD raiseth them that are bowed down: the LORD loveth the righteous:

HERREN aabner de blindes Øjne, HERREN rejser de bøjede, HERREN elsker de retfærdige,

9 The LORD preserveth the strangers; he relieveth the fatherless and widow: but the way of the wicked he turneth upside down.

HERREN vogter de fremmede, opholder faderløse og Enker, men gudløses Vej gør han kroget.

10 The LORD will reign for ever, [even] thy God, O Zion, to all generations. Praise ye the LORD.

HERREN er Konge for evigt, din Gud, o Zion, fra Slægt til Slægt. Halleluja!