Psalms 147
1 Praise JAH, for it is good to sing praises to our God; for it is pleasant and fitting to praise him.
Halleluja! Ja, det er godt at lovsynge vor Gud, ja, det er lifligt, lovsang sømmer sig.
2 Jehovah builds up Jerusalem. He gathers together the outcasts of Israel.
Herren bygger Jerusalem, han samler de spredte af Israel,
3 He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds.
han læger dem, hvis Hjerte er sønderknust, og forbinder deres Sår;
4 He counts the number of the stars. He calls them all by their names.
han fastsætter Stjemernes Tal og giver dem alle Navn.
5 Great is our Lord, and mighty in power. His understanding is infinite.
Vor Herre er stor og vældig, hans Indsigt er uden Mål;
6 Jehovah upholds the humble. He brings the wicked down to the ground.
HERREN holder de ydmyge oppe, til Jorden bøjer han gudløse.
7 Sing to Jehovah with thanksgiving. Sing praises on the harp to our God,
Syng for HERREN med Tak, leg for vor Gud på Citer!
8 who covers the sky with clouds, who prepares rain for the earth, who makes grass grow on the mountains.
Han dækker Himlen med Skyer, sørger for Regn til Jorden, lader Græs spire frem på Bjergene og Urter til Menneskers Brug;
9 He provides food for the livestock, and for the young ravens when they call.
Føde giver han Kvæget og Ravneunger, som skriger;
10 He doesn't delight in the strength of the horse. He takes no pleasure in the legs of a man.
hans Hu står ikke til stærke Heste, han har ikke Behag i rapfodet Mand;
11 Jehovah takes pleasure in those who fear him, in those who hope in his loving kindness.
HERREN har Behag i dem, der frygter ham, dem, der bier på hans Miskundhed.
12 Praise Jehovah, Jerusalem. Praise your God, Zion.
Lovpris HERREN, Jerusalem, pris, o Zion, din Gud!
13 For he has strengthened the bars of your gates. He has blessed your children within you.
Thi han gør dine Portstænger stærke, velsigner dine Børn i din Midte;
14 He makes peace in your borders. He fills you with the finest of the wheat.
dine Landemærker giver han Fred, mætter dig med Hvedens Fedme;
15 He sends out his commandment to the earth. His word runs very swiftly.
han sender sit Bud til Jorden, hastigt løber hans Ord,
16 He gives snow like wool, and scatters frost like ashes.
han lader Sne falde ned som Uld, som Aske spreder han Rim,
17 He hurls down his hail like pebbles. Who can stand before his cold?
som Brødsmuler sender han Hagl, Vandene stivner af Kulde fra ham;
18 He sends out his word, and melts them. He causes his wind to blow, and the waters flow.
han sender sit Ord og smelter dem, de strømmer, når han rejser sit Vejr.
19 He shows his word to Jacob; his statutes and his ordinances to Israel.
Han kundgør sit Ord for Jakob, sine Vedtægter og Lovbud for Israel.
20 He has not done this for just any nation. They do not know his ordinances. Praise JAH.
Så gjorde han ikke mod andre Folk, dem kundgør han ingen Lovbud. Halleluja!
