¹Min sjæl, lov Herren! Herren min Gud, du er såre stor! Du er klædt i Højhed og Herlighed,

¹Bless, O my soul, Jehovah! Jehovah, my God, Thou hast been very great, Honour and majesty Thou hast put on.

²hyllet i Lys som en Kappe! Himlen spænder du ud som et Telt;

²Covering himself [with] light as a garment, Stretching out the heavens as a curtain,

³du hvælver din Højsal i Vandene, gør Skyerne til din Vogn, farer frem på Vindens Vinger;

³Who is laying the beam of His upper chambers in the waters, Who is making thick clouds His chariot, Who is walking on wings of wind,

⁴Vindene gør du til Sendebud, Ildsluer til dine Tjenere!

⁴Making His messengers — the winds, His ministers — the flaming fire.

⁵Du fæsted Jorden på dens Grundvolde, aldrig i Evighed rokkes den;

⁵He hath founded earth on its bases, It is not moved to the age and for ever.

⁶Verdensdybet hylled den til som en Klædning, Vandene stod over Bjerge.

⁶The abyss! as with clothing Thou hast covered it, Above hills do waters stand.

⁷For din Trusel flyede de, skræmtes bort ved din Tordenrøst,

⁷From Thy rebuke they flee, From the voice of Thy thunder haste away.

⁸for op ad Bjerge og ned i Dale til det Sted, du havde beredt dem;

⁸They go up hills — they go down valleys, Unto a place Thou hast founded for them.

⁹du satte en Grænse, de ej kommer over, så de ikke igen skal tilhylle Jorden.

⁹A border Thou hast set, they pass not over, They turn not back to cover the earth.

¹⁰Kilder lod du rinde i Dale, hen mellem Bjerge flød de;

¹⁰Who is sending forth fountains in valleys, Between hills they go on.

¹¹de læsker al Markens Vildt, Vildæsler slukker deres Tørst;

¹¹They water every beast of the field, Wild asses break their thirst.

¹²over dem bygger Himlens Fugle, mellem Grenene lyder deres Kvidder.

¹²By them the fowl of the heavens doth dwell, From between the branches They give forth the voice.

¹³Fra din Højsal vander du Bjergene, Jorden mættes fra dine Skyer;

¹³Watering hills from His upper chambers, From the fruit of Thy works is the earth satisfied.

¹⁴du lader Græs gro frem til Kvæget og Urter til Menneskets Tjeneste, så du frembringer Brød af Jorden

¹⁴Causing grass to spring up for cattle, And herb for the service of man, To bring forth bread from the earth,

¹⁵og Vin, der glæder Menneskets Hjerte, og lader Ansigtet glinse af Olie, og Brødet skal styrke Menneskets Hjerte.

¹⁵And wine — it rejoiceth the heart of man, To cause the face to shine from oil, And bread — the heart of man it supporteth.

¹⁶HERRENs Træer bliver mætte, Libanons Cedre, som han har plantet,

¹⁶Satisfied [are] the trees of Jehovah, Cedars of Lebanon that He hath planted,

¹⁷hvor Fuglene bygger sig Rede; i Cypresser har Storken sin Bolig.

¹⁷Where birds do make nests, The stork — the firs [are] her house.

¹⁸Højfjeldet er for Stenbukken, Klipperne Grævlingens Tilflugt.

¹⁸The high hills [are] for wild goats, Rocks [are] a refuge for conies,

¹⁹Du skabte Månen for Festernes Skyld, Solen kender sin Nedgangs Tid;

¹⁹He made the moon for seasons, The sun hath known his place of entrance.

²⁰du sender Mørke, Natten kommer, da rører sig alle Skovens Dyr;

²⁰Thou settest darkness, and it is night, In it doth every beast of the forest creep.

²¹de unge Løver brøler efter Rov, de kræver deres Føde af Gud.

²¹The young lions are roaring for prey, And to seek from God their food.

²²De sniger sig bort, når Sol står op, og lægger sig i deres Huler;

²²The sun riseth, they are gathered, And in their dens they crouch.

²³Mennesket går til sit Dagværk, ud til sin Gerning, til Kvæld falder på.

²³Man goeth forth to his work, And to his service — till evening.

²⁴Hvor mange er dine Gerninger, HERRE, du gjorde dem alle med Visdom; Jorden er fuld af, hvad du har skabt!

²⁴How many have been Thy works, O Jehovah, All of them in wisdom Thou hast made, Full is the earth of thy possessions.

²⁵Der er Havet, stort og vidt, der vrimler det uden Tal af Dyr, både små og store;

²⁵This, the sea, great and broad of sides, There [are] moving things — innumerable, Living creatures — small with great.

²⁶Skibene farer der, Livjatan, som du danned til Leg deri.

²⁶There do ships go: leviathan, That Thou hast formed to play in it.

²⁷De bier alle på dig, at du skal give dem Føde i Tide;

²⁷All of them unto Thee do look, To give their food in its season.

²⁸du giver dem den, og de sanker, du åbner din Hånd, og de mættes med godt.

²⁸Thou dost give to them — they gather, Thou dost open Thy hand — they [are] satisfied [with] good.

²⁹Du skjuler dit Åsyn, og de forfærdes; du tager deres Ånd, og de dør og vender tilbage til Støvet;

²⁹Thou hidest Thy face — they are troubled, Thou gatherest their spirit — they expire, And unto their dust they turn back.

³⁰du sender din Ånd, og de skabes, Jordens Åsyn fornyer du.

³⁰Thou sendest out Thy Spirit, they are created, And Thou renewest the face of the ground.

³¹HERRENs Herlighed vare evindelig, HERREN glæde sig ved sine Værker!

³¹The honour of Jehovah is to the age, Jehovah rejoiceth in His works,

³²Et Blik fra ham, og Jorden skælver, et Stød fra ham, og Bjergene ryger

³²Who is looking to earth, and it trembleth, He cometh against hills, and they smoke.

³³Jeg vil synge for HERREN, så længe jeg lever, lovsynge min Gud, den Tid jeg er til.

³³I sing to Jehovah during my life, I sing praise to my God while I exist.

³⁴Min Sang være ham til Behag, jeg har min Glæde i HERREN.

³⁴Sweet is my meditation on Him, I — I do rejoice in Jehovah.

³⁵Måtte Syndere svinde fra Jorden og gudløse ikke mer være til! Min Sjæl, lov HERREN! Halleluja!

³⁵Consumed are sinners from the earth, And the wicked are no more. Bless, O my soul, Jehovah. Praise ye Jehovah!