Salmenes 147
1 Halleluja! For det er godt å lovsyngja vår Gud, for yndelegt er det, og lovsong høver vel.
Give praise to the Lord; for it is good to make melody to our God; praise is pleasing and beautiful.
2 Herren byggjer upp Jerusalem, han samlar dei burtdrivne israelitar.
The Lord is building up Jerusalem; he makes all the outlaws of Israel come together.
3 Han lækjer deim som hev sundbrote hjarta, og bind um deira verkjande sår.
He makes the broken-hearted well, and puts oil on their wounds.
4 Han set tal på stjernorne, han nemner deim alle med namn.
He sees the number of the stars; he gives them all their names.
5 Stor er vår Herre og veldug i magt, på hans vit er det ikkje mål.
Great is our Lord, and great his power; there is no limit to his wisdom.
6 Herren held dei spaklyndte uppe, dei ugudlege bøygjer han ned til jordi.
The Lord gives help to the poor in spirit; but he sends sinners down in shame.
7 Syng for Herren med takkesong, syng lov for vår Gud med cither!
Make songs of praise to the Lord; make melody to our God with instruments of music.
8 han som tekkjer himmelen med skyer, han som lagar regn for jordi, han som let det veksa gras på fjelli.
By his hand the heaven is covered with clouds and rain is stored up for the earth; he makes the grass tall on the mountains.
9 Han gjev feet for, ramn-ungarne som ropar.
He gives food to every beast, and to the young ravens in answer to their cry.
10 Han hev ikkje hug til hestens styrke, han hev ikkje hugnad i mannsens leggjer.
He has no delight in the strength of a horse; he takes no pleasure in the legs of a man.
11 Herren hev hugnad i deim som ottast han, deim som ventar på hans miskunn.
The Lord takes pleasure in his worshippers, and in those whose hope is in his mercy.
12 Jerusalem, prisa Herren, Sion, lova din Gud!
Give praise to the Lord, O Jerusalem; give praise to your God, O Zion.
13 For stengerne på dine portar hev han gjort faste, han hev velsigna dine born i deg.
He has made strong the iron bands of your doors; he has sent blessings on your children inside your walls.
14 Han gjev dine grensor fred, han mettar deg med den feitaste kveite.
He gives peace in all your land, making your stores full of fat grain.
15 Han sender sin tale til jordi, fort spring hans ord.
He sends out his orders to the earth; his word goes out quickly.
16 Han som gjev snø som ull, han strår ut rim som oska.
He gives snow like wool; he sends out ice-drops like dust.
17 Han kastar sin is som småe stykke; kven kann standa for hans kulde?
He sends down ice like raindrops: water is made hard by his cold.
18 Han sender sitt ord og smeltar deim, han let vinden sin blåsa, då renn vatn.
At the outgoing of his word, the ice is turned to water; when he sends out his wind, there is a flowing of waters.
19 Han hev kunngjort sitt ord for Jakob, sine fyresegner og rettar for Israel.
He makes his word clear to Jacob, teaching Israel his laws and his decisions.
20 Soleis hev han ikkje gjort med noko folk, og hans rettar - deim kjenner dei ikkje. Halleluja!
He has not done these things for any other nation: and as for his laws, they have no knowledge of them. Let the Lord be praised.
