Salme 19
1 Til Sangmesteren; en Psalme af David.
To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament showeth his handywork.
2 Himlene fortælle Guds Ære, og den udstrakte Befæstning forkynder hans Hænders Gerning.
Day to day uttereth speech, and night to night showeth knowledge.
3 En Dag udgyder sin Tale til den anden, og en Nat kundgør den anden Vidskab.
There is no speech nor language, where their voice is not heard.
4 Der er ingen Tale og ej Ord, med hvilke deres Røst ej er hørt.
Their line hath gone out through all the earth, and their words to the end 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 is as a bridegroom coming out of his chamber, and rejoiceth as a strong man to run a race.
6 Og den gaar ud som en Brudgom af sit Brudekammer; den glæder sig som en Helt ved at løbe sin Bane.
His going forth is from the end of the heaven, and his circuit to its ends: and there is nothing 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, converting the soul: the testimony of the LORD is 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 commandment of the LORD is 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 to be desired are they than gold, yea, than much fine gold: sweeter also than honey and the honeycomb.
11 De ere kosteligere end Guld, ja, end meget fint Guld, og sødere end Honning og Honningkage.
Moreover by them 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 can understand his errors? cleanse thou me from secret faults.
13 Hvo mærker Vildfarelserne? rens du mig fra lønlig Brøst!
Keep back thy servant also from presumptuous sins; let them not have dominion over me: then shall I be upright, and I shall be innocent from the great 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!
Let the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable in thy sight, O LORD, my strength, and my redeemer.
