Salme 109
1 Min Lovsangs Gud, ti ikke!
[For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David.] God of my praise, do not remain silent,
2 Thi de have opladt Ugudeligheds Mund og Falskheds Mund imod mig; de have talt imod mig med Løgnens Tunge,
for they have opened the mouth of the wicked and the mouth of deceit against me. They have spoken to me with a lying tongue.
3 og de have omringet mig med hadefulde Ord og stridt imod mig uden Aarsag.
They have also surrounded me with words of hatred, and fought against me without a cause.
4 Til Løn for min Kærlighed staa de mig imod, men jeg er stedse i Bøn.
In return for my love, they are my adversaries; but I am in prayer.
5 Og de beviste mig ondt for godt, og Had for min Kærlighed.
They have rewarded me evil for good, and hatred for my love.
6 Sæt en ugudelig over ham og lad en Anklager staa ved hans højre Haand!
Set a wicked man over him. Let an adversary stand at his right hand.
7 Naar han dømmes, da lad ham gaa ud som skyldig, og lad hans Bøn blive tir Synd!
When he is judged, let him come forth guilty. Let his prayer be turned into sin.
8 Hans Dage vorde faa, en anden annamme hans Embede!
Let his days be few. Let another take his office.
9 Hans Børn vorde faderløse og hans Hustru Enke!
Let his children be fatherless, and his wife a widow.
10 Og lad hans Børn vanke hid og did og tigge, og lad dem fra deres øde Hjem søge om Føde!
Let his children be wandering beggars. Let them be sought from their ruins.
11 Lad Aagerkarlen kaste Garn ud efter alt det, han har, og fremmede røve Frugten af hans Arbejde.
Let the creditor seize all that he has. Let strangers plunder the fruit of his labor.
12 Lad ham ikke finde nogen, som bevarer Miskundhed imod ham, og ingen forbarme sig over hans faderløse!
Let there be none to extend kindness to him, neither let there be any to have pity on his fatherless children.
13 Hans Fremtid vorde afskaaren, deres Navn vorde udslettet i andet Led!
Let his posterity be cut off. In the generation following let their name be blotted out.
14 Hans Fædres Misgerning vorde ihukommet hos Herren og hans Moders Synd ikke udslettet!
Let the iniquity of his fathers be remembered by the LORD. Do not let the sin of his mother be blotted out.
15 De være Herren altid for Øje, og han udrydde deres Ihukommelse af Jorden;
Let them be before the LORD continually, that he may cut off the memory of them from the earth;
16 fordi han ikke kom i Hu at gøre Miskundhed, men forfulgte en elendig og en fattig Mand og den, som var bedrøvet i Hjertet, for at dræbe ham.
because he did not remember to show kindness, but persecuted the poor and needy man, the broken in heart, to kill them.
17 Han elskede Forbandelse, den kom ogsaa over ham, og han havde ikke Lyst til Velsignelse, og den blev ogsaa langt fra ham.
Yes, he loved cursing, and it came to him. He did not delight in blessing, and it was far from him.
18 Og han iførte sig Forbandelse som sit Klædebon, og den kom ind i ham som Vand og som Olie i hans Ben.
He clothed himself also with cursing as with his garment. It came into his inward parts like water, like oil into his bones.
19 Den vorde ham som et Klædebon, hvilket han ifører sig, og som et Bælte, hvilket han altid ombinder sig med.
Let it be to him as the clothing with which he covers himself, for the belt that is always around him.
20 Dette er Lønnen fra Herren til dem, som staa mig imod, og som tale ondt imod min Sjæl!
This is the reward of my adversaries from the LORD, of those who speak evil against my soul.
21 Men du, Herre, Herre! gøre vel imod mig for dit Navns Skyld; red mig, fordi din Miskundhed er god.
But deal with me, the LORD the Lord, for your name's sake, because your loving kindness is good, deliver me;
22 Thi jeg er elendig og fattig, og mit Hjerte er saaret inden i mig.
for I am poor and needy. My heart is wounded within me.
23 Jeg svinder bort som en Skygge, naar den hælder, jeg bliver jaget bort som en Græshoppe.
I fade away like an evening shadow. I am shaken off like a locust.
24 Mine Knæ rave af Faste, og mit Kød er magert og har ingen Fedme.
My knees are weak through fasting. My body is thin and lacks fat.
25 Og jeg maa være deres Spot; de se mig, de ryste med deres Hoved.
I have also become a reproach to them. When they see me, they shake their head.
26 Hjælp mig, Herre, min Gud! frels mig efter din Miskundhed,
Help me, LORD, my God. Save me according to your loving kindness;
27 at de maa kende, at dette er din Haand; du, Herre! du har gjort det.
that they may know that this is your hand; that you, LORD, have done it.
28 Forbande de, saa velsigner du, de rejse sig, men blive til Skamme, og din Tjener glædes.
They may curse, but you bless. When they arise, they will be shamed, but your servant shall rejoice.
29 Lad mine Modstandere iføres Forsmædelse og klædes med deres Skam som med en Kappe.
Let my adversaries be clothed with dishonor. Let them cover themselves with their own shame as with a robe.
30 Jeg vil takke Herren højlig med min Mund, og jeg vil love ham midt iblandt mange;
I will give great thanks to the LORD with my mouth. Yes, I will praise him among the multitude.
31 thi han staar ved den fattiges højre Haand for at frelse ham fra dem, som dømme hans Sjæl.
For he will stand at the right hand of the needy, to save him from those who judge his soul.
