Salme 142

1 En Undervisning; af David; da han var i Hulen; en Bøn.

[A Psalm] of instruction for David, when he was in the cave, —a Prayer. I cried to the Lord with my voice; with my voice I made supplication to the Lord.

2 Med min Røst vil jeg raabe til Herren; med min Røst vil jeg bede til Herren om Naade.

I will pour out before him my supplication: I will declare before him mine affliction.

3 Jeg vil udøse min Klage for hans Ansigt, jeg vil give min Nød til Kende for hans Ansigt.

When my spirit was fainting within me, then you knew my paths; in the very way wherein I was walking, they hid a snare for me.

4 Naar min Aand er forsmægtet i mig, da kender du min Sti; paa Vejen, som jeg skulde gaa, have de skjult en Snare for mig.

I looked on [my] right hand, and behold, for there was none that noticed me; refuge failed me; and there was none that cared for my soul.

5 Sku til højre, og se, der er ingen, som kendes ved mig; Tilflugt er forsvunden fra mig, ingen er omhyggelig for min Sjæl.

I cried to you, O Lord, and said, You are my hope, my portion in the land of the living.

6 Jeg raabte til dig, Herre! jeg sagde: Du er min Tilflugt, min Del i de levendes Land.

Attend to my supplication, for I am brought very low; deliver me from them that persecute me; for they are stronger than I.

7 Giv Agt paa mit Skrig; thi jeg er bleven saare ringe; fri mig fra dem, som forfølge mig; thi de ere mig for stærke. Udfør min Sjæl af Fængsel til at prise dit Navn; de retfærdige skulle omgive mig, naar du gør vel imod mig.

Bring my soul out of prison, that I may give thanks to your name, O Lord; the righteous shall wait for me, until you recompense me.