Psalms 146

1 Let the Lord be praised. Give praise to the Lord, O my soul.

Halleluja! Pris HERREN, min Sjæl!

2 While I have breath I will give praise to the Lord: I will make melody to my God while I have my being.

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

3 Put not your faith in rulers, or in the son of man, in whom there is no salvation.

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

4 Man's breath goes out, he is turned back again to dust; in that day all his purposes come to an end.

Hans Ånd går bort, han bliver til Jord igen, hans Råd er bristet samme Dag.

5 Happy is the man who has the God of Jacob for his help, whose hope is in the Lord his God:

Salig den, hvis Hjælp er Jakobs Gud, hvis Håb står til HERREN hans Gud,

6 Who made heaven and earth, the sea, and all things in them; who keeps faith for ever:

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

7 Who gives their rights to those who are crushed down; and gives food to those who are in need of it: the Lord makes the prisoners free;

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

8 The Lord makes open the eyes of the blind; the Lord is the lifter up of those who are bent down; the Lord is a lover of the upright;

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

9 The Lord takes care of those who are in a strange land; he gives help to the widow and to the child who has no father; but he sends destruction on the way of sinners.

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

10 The Lord will be King for ever; your God, O Zion, will be King through all generations. Praise be to the Lord.

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