Psalms 146

1 Praise the LORD! Praise the LORD, my soul.

Min Sjæl! lov Herren!

2 While I live, I will praise the LORD. I will sing praises to my God as long as I exist.

Jeg vil love Herren, medens jeg lever, jeg vil synge min Gud Psalmer, medens jeg er til.

3 Don’t put your trust in princes, in a son of man in whom there is no help.

Forlader eder ikke paa Fyrster, paa et Menneskes Barn, hos hvem der ingen Frelse er.

4 His spirit departs, and he returns to the earth. In that very day, his thoughts perish.

Hans Aand udfarer, han vender tilbage til sit Støv; paa den Dag er det forbi med hans stolte Anslag.

5 Happy is he who has the God of Jacob for his help, whose hope is in the LORD, his God,

Salig er den, hvis Hjælp Jakobs Gud er, hvis Haab er til Herren hans Gud;

6 who made heaven and earth, the sea, and all that is in them; who keeps truth forever;

som gjorde Himmelen og Jorden, Havet og alt det, som der er i dem, han, som bliver Sandhed tro evindelig;

7 who executes justice for the oppressed; who gives food to the hungry. The LORD frees the prisoners.

som skaffer dem Ret, der lide Vold, som giver de hungrige Brød; Herren løser de bundne.

8 The LORD opens the eyes of the blind. The LORD raises up those who are bowed down. The LORD loves the righteous.

Herren aabner de blindes Øjne; Herren oprejser de nedbøjede; Herren elsker de retfærdige.

9 The LORD preserves the foreigners. He upholds the fatherless and widow, but he turns the way of the wicked upside down.

Herren bevarer de fremmede; han opholder faderløse og Enker, men forvender de ugudeliges Vej.

10 The LORD will reign forever; your God, O Zion, to all generations. Praise the LORD!

Herren skal regere evindelig, din Gud, o Zion! fra Slægt til Slægt. Halleluja!