< Psalms 48 >

1 A Song, a Psalm, by sons of Korah. Great [is] Jehovah, and praised greatly, In the city of our God — His holy hill.
(En sang. En salme af Koras sønner.) Stor og højlovet er vor Gud i sin Stad.
2 Beautiful [for] elevation, A joy of all the land, [is] Mount Zion, The sides of the north, the city of a great king.
Smukt løfter sig hans hellige Bjerg, al Jordens Fryd, Zions Bjerg i det højeste Nord, den store Konges By.
3 God in her high places is known for a tower.
Som Værn gjorde Gud sig kendt i dens Borge.
4 For, lo, the kings met, they passed by together,
Thi Kongerne samlede sig, rykked frem tilsammen;
5 They have seen — so they have marvelled, They have been troubled, they were hastened away.
de så og tav på Stedet, flyed i Angst,
6 Trembling hath seized them there, Pain, as of a travailing woman.
af Rædsel grebes de brat, af Veer som en, der føder.
7 By an east wind Thou shiverest ships of Tarshish.
Med Østenstormen knuser du Tarsisskibe.
8 As we have heard, so we have seen, In the city of Jehovah of hosts, In the city of our God, God doth establish her — to the age. (Selah)
Som vi havde hørt det, så vi det selv i Hærskarers HERREs By, i vor Guds By; til evig Tid lader Gud den stå. (Sela)
9 We have thought, O God, of Thy kindness, In the midst of Thy temple,
I din Helligdom tænker vi, Gud, på din Miskundhed;
10 As [is] Thy name, O God, so [is] Thy praise, Over the ends of the earth, Righteousness hath filled Thy right hand.
som dit Navn så lyder din Pris til Jordens Grænser. Din højre er fuld af Retfærd,
11 Rejoice doth Mount Zion, The daughters of Judah are joyful, For the sake of Thy judgments.
Zions Bjerg fryder sig, Judas Døtre jubler over dine Domme.
12 Compass Zion, and go round her, count her towers,
Drag rundt om Zion, gå rundt og tæl dets Tårne,
13 Set your heart to her bulwark, Consider her high places, So that ye recount to a later generation,
læg Mærke til dets Ringmur, så gennem dets Borge, at I kan melde Slægten, der
14 That this God [is] our God — To the age and for ever, He — he doth lead us over death!
kommer: Sådan er Gud, vor Gud for evigt og altid, han skal lede os.

< Psalms 48 >