Salme 126

 
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                                    1 Da HERREN hjemførte Zions fanger, var vi som drømmende;                                

                                    1 A Song of Ascents.When the Lord brought back the captive ones of Zion,We were like those who dream.                                
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                                    2 da fyldtes vor Mund med Latter, vor Tunge med Frydesang; da hed det blandt Folkene: "HERREN har gjort store Ting imod dem!"                                

                                    2 Then our mouth was filled with laughterAnd our tongue with joyful shouting;Then they said among the nations,“The Lord has done great things for them.”                                
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                                    3 HERREN har gjort store Ting imod os, og vi blev glade.                                

                                    3 The Lord has done great things for us;We are glad.                                
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                                    4 Vend, o Herre, vort Fangenskab, som Sydlandets Strømme!                                

                                    4 Restore our captivity, O Lord,As the streams in the South.                                
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                                    5 De; som sår med Gråd, skal høste med Frydesang;                                

                                    5 Those who sow in tears shall reap with joyful shouting.                                
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                                    6 de går deres Gang med Gråd, når de udstrør Sæden, med Frydesang kommer de hjem, bærende deres Neg. ﻿                                

                                    6 He who goes to and fro weeping, carrying his bag of seed,Shall indeed come again with a shout of joy, bringing his sheaves with him.