1 En sang ved festreisene. Herre, gi David lønn for hans møie,

2 han som tilsvor Herren, gav Jakobs Veldige det løfte:

3 Jeg vil ikke gå inn i mitt huses telt, jeg vil ikke stige op på min sengs leie,

4 jeg vil ikke unne mine øine søvn, mine øielokk slummer,

5 før jeg finner et sted for Herren, en bolig for Jakobs Veldige!

6 Se, vi hørte om den* i Efrata**, vi fant den i skogsbygden***. / {* d.e. paktens ark.} / {** 1MO 35, 19.} / {*** Kirjat-Jearim.}

7 Vi vil komme til hans bolig, vi vil tilbede for hans føtters skammel.

8 Reis dig, Herre, og kom til ditt hvilested, du og din styrkes ark!

9 La dine prester klæ sig i rettferd og dine fromme rope med fryd!

10 For Davids, din tjeners skyld vise du ikke din salvedes åsyn tilbake!

11 Herren har svoret David en sann ed, som han ikke vil gå fra: Av ditt livs frukt vil jeg sette konger på din trone;

12 dersom dine barn holder min pakt og mine vidnesbyrd, som jeg vil lære dem, da skal også deres barn for all tid sitte på dine trone.

13 For Herren har utkåret Sion, han har attrådd det til sin bolig:

14 Dette er mitt hvilested til evig tid; her vil jeg bo, fordi jeg har attrådd det.

15 Dets mat vil jeg velsigne, dets fattige vil jeg mette med brød,

16 og dets prester vil jeg klæ med fryd.

17 Der vil jeg la et horn vokse op for David, gjøre i stand en lampe for min salvede.

18 Hans fiender vil jeg klæ i skam, men på ham skal hans krone stråle.

1 A Song of the going up. Lord, give thought to David, and to all his troubles;

2 How he made an oath to the Lord, and gave his word to the great God of Jacob, saying,

3 Truly, I will not come into my house, or go to my bed,

4 I will not give sleep to my eyes, or rest to my eyeballs,

5 Till I have got a place for the Lord, a resting-place for the great God of Jacob.

6 We had news of it at Ephrathah: we came to it in the fields of the wood.

7 Let us go into his tent; let us give worship at his feet.

8 Come back, O Lord, to your resting-place; you and the ark of your strength.

9 Let your priests be clothed with righteousness; and let your saints give cries of joy.

10 Because of your servant David, do not give up your king.

11 The Lord gave a true oath to David, which he will not take back, saying, I will give your kingdom to the fruit of your body.

12 If your children keep my word, and the teachings which I will give them, their children will be rulers of your kingdom for ever.

13 For the Lord's heart is on Zion, desiring it for his resting-place.

14 This is my rest for ever: here will I ever be; for this is my desire.

15 My blessing will be on her food; and her poor will be full of bread.

16 Her priests will be clothed with salvation; and her saints will give cries of joy.

17 There I will make the horn of David fertile: I have made ready a light for my king.

18 His haters will be clothed with shame; but I will make his crown shining.