Psalms 92

It is a good thing to give thanks unto the LORD, and to sing praises unto thy name, O most High:

(En Salme. En Sang for Sabbatsdagen.) Det er godt at takke HERREN, lovsynge dit navn, du højeste,

To shew forth thy lovingkindness in the morning, and thy faithfulness every night,

ved Gry forkynde din Nåde, om Natten din Trofasthed

Upon an instrument of ten strings, and upon the psaltery; upon the harp with a solemn sound.

til tistrenget Lyre, til Harpe, til Strengeleg på Citer!

For thou, LORD, hast made me glad through thy work: I will triumph in the works of thy hands.

Thi ved dit Værk har du glædet mig, HERRE, jeg jubler over dine Hænders Gerning.

O LORD, how great are thy works! and thy thoughts are very deep.

Hvor store er dine Gerninger, HERRE, dine Tanker såre dybe!

A brutish man knoweth not; neither doth a fool understand this.

Tåben fatter det ikke, Dåren skønner ej sligt.

When the wicked spring as the grass, and when all the workers of iniquity do flourish; it is that they shall be destroyed for ever:

Spirer de gudløse end som Græsset, blomstrer end alle Udådsmænd, er det kun for at lægges øde for stedse,

But thou, LORD, art most high for evermore.

men du er ophøjet for evigt, HERRE.

For, lo, thine enemies, O LORD, for, lo, thine enemies shall perish; all the workers of iniquity shall be scattered.

Thi se, dine Fjender, HERRE, se, dine Fjender går under, alle Udådsmænd spredes!

But my horn shalt thou exalt like the horn of an unicorn: I shall be anointed with fresh oil.

Du har løftet mit Horn som Vildoksens, kvæget mig med den friskeste Olie;

Mine eye also shall see my desire on mine enemies, and mine ears shall hear my desire of the wicked that rise up against me.

det fryder mit Øje at se mine Fjender, mit Øre at høre mine Avindsmænd.

The righteous shall flourish like the palm tree: he shall grow like a cedar in Lebanon.

De retfærdige grønnes som Palmen, vokser som Libanons Ceder;

Those that be planted in the house of the LORD shall flourish in the courts of our God.

plantet i HERRENs Hus grønnes de i vor Guds Forgårde;

They shall still bring forth fruit in old age; they shall be fat and flourishing;

selv grånende bærer de Frugt, er friske og fulde af Saft

To shew that the LORD is upright: he is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.

for at vidne, at HERREN er retvis, min Klippe, hos hvem ingen Uret findes.