Psalms 147
1 Praise you the LORD: for it is good to sing praises to our God; for it is pleasant; and praise is comely.
Halleluja! Ja, det er godt at lovsynge vor Gud, ja, det er lifligt, lovsang sømmer sig.
2 The LORD does build 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 tells 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 of great power: his understanding is infinite.
Vor Herre er stor og vældig, hans Indsigt er uden Mål;
6 The LORD lifts up the meek: he casts the wicked down to the ground.
HERREN holder de ydmyge oppe, til Jorden bøjer han gudløse.
7 Sing to the LORD with thanksgiving; sing praise on the harp to our God:
Syng for HERREN med Tak, leg for vor Gud på Citer!
8 Who covers the heaven with clouds, who prepares rain for the earth, who makes grass to 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 gives to the beast his food, and to the young ravens which cry.
Føde giver han Kvæget og Ravneunger, som skriger;
10 He delights not in the strength of the horse: he takes not pleasure in the legs of a man.
hans Hu står ikke til stærke Heste, han har ikke Behag i rapfodet Mand;
11 The LORD takes pleasure in them that fear him, in those that hope in his mercy.
HERREN har Behag i dem, der frygter ham, dem, der bier på hans Miskundhed.
12 Praise the LORD, O Jerusalem; praise your God, O 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, and fills you with the finest of the wheat.
dine Landemærker giver han Fred, mætter dig med Hvedens Fedme;
15 He sends forth his commandment on earth: his word runs very swiftly.
han sender sit Bud til Jorden, hastigt løber hans Ord,
16 He gives snow like wool: he scatters the hoarfrost like ashes.
han lader Sne falde ned som Uld, som Aske spreder han Rim,
17 He casts forth his ice like morsels: 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 judgments to Israel.
Han kundgør sit Ord for Jakob, sine Vedtægter og Lovbud for Israel.
20 He has not dealt so with any nation: and as for his judgments, they have not known them. Praise you the LORD.
Så gjorde han ikke mod andre Folk, dem kundgør han ingen Lovbud. Halleluja!
