Salme 19
1 Til Sangmesteren; en Psalme af David.
“For the leader of the music. A psalm of David.” The heavens declare the glory of God; The firmament showeth forth the work of his hands.
2 Himlene fortælle Guds Ære, og den udstrakte Befæstning forkynder hans Hænders Gerning.
Day uttereth instruction unto day, And night showeth knowledge unto night.
3 En Dag udgyder sin Tale til den anden, og en Nat kundgør den anden Vidskab.
They have no speech nor language, And their voice is not heard;
4 Der er ingen Tale og ej Ord, med hvilke deres Røst ej er hørt.
Yet their sound goeth forth to all the earth, And their words to the ends of the world. In them hath he set a tabernacle for the sun,
5 Deres Maalesnor er udgangen over al Jorden og deres Ord til Jorderiges Ende, han satte et Telt for Solen paa dem.
Which cometh forth like a bridegroom from his chamber, And rejoiceth, like a strong man, to run his course.
6 Og den gaar ud som en Brudgom af sit Brudekammer; den glæder sig som en Helt ved at løbe sin Bane.
He goeth forth from the extremity of heaven, And maketh his circuit to the end of it; And nothing is hid from his heat.
7 Dens Udgang er fra Himmelens ene Ende, og dens Omgang indtil dens anden Ende, og intet er dækket for dens Hede.
The law of the LORD is perfect, reviving the soul; The precepts of the LORD are sure, making wise the simple;
8 Herrens Lov er fuldkommen, den vederkvæger Sjælen; Herrens Vidnesbyrd er trofast, det gør den vankundige viis.
The statutes of the LORD are right, rejoicing the heart; The commandments of the LORD are pure, enlightening the eyes;
9 Herrens Befalinger ere rette, de glæde Hjertet; Herrens Bud er rent, det oplyser Øjnene.
The fear of the LORD is clean, enduring for ever; The judgments of the LORD are true and righteous altogether.
10 Herrens Frygt er ren, den bestaar evindelig; Herrens Domme ere Sandhed, de ere alle sammen retfærdige.
More precious are they than gold; yea, than much fine gold; Sweeter than honey and the honeycomb.
11 De ere kosteligere end Guld, ja, end meget fint Guld, og sødere end Honning og Honningkage.
By them also is thy servant warned, And in keeping of them there is great reward.
12 Ogsaa din Tjener bliver paamindet ved dem; naar man holder dem, da er der stor Løn.
Who knoweth his own offences? Oh, cleanse thou me from secret faults!
13 Hvo mærker Vildfarelserne? rens du mig fra lønlig Brøst!
Keep back also thy servant from presumptuous sins; Let them not have dominion over me! Then shall I be upright; I shall not be polluted with gross transgression.
14 Hold og din Tjener borte fra de hovmodige, at de ikke skulle herske over mig, da bliver jeg urokkelig og uden Skyld for store Overtrædelser. Lad min Munds Ord og mit Hjertes Betænkning være til Behag for dit Ansigt, Herre, min Klippe og min Genløser!
May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart Be acceptable in thy sight, O LORD, my strength and my redeemer!
