Salme 27
1 Af David. Herren er mit Lys og min Frelse, for hvem skal jeg frygte? Herren er mit Livs Værn, for hvem skal jeg ræddes?
A Psalm of David, before he was sealed. The Lord is my light and my salvation, whom shall I fear? The Lord is the protector of my life, of whom shall I be afraid?
2 Der de onde kom frem imod mig for at æde mit Kød, mine Modstandere og mine Fjender, da snublede de og faldt.
Meanwhile, the guilty draw near to me, so as to eat my flesh. Those who trouble me, my enemies, have themselves been weakened and have fallen.
3 Dersom en Hær vilde lejre sig imod mig, da skal mit Hjerte ikke frygte; dersom en Krig rejses imod mig, da er jeg dog trøstig.
If entrenched armies were to stand together against me, my heart would not fear. If a battle were to rise up against me, I would have hope in this.
4 Een Ting har jeg begæret af Herren, den vil jeg søge efter; at jeg maa bo i Herrens Hus alle mine Livsdage for at beskue Herrens Livsalighed og at grunde i hans Tempel.
One thing I have asked of the Lord, this I will seek: that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, so that I may behold the delight of the Lord, and may visit his temple.
5 Thi han skal gemme mig i sin Hytte paa den onde Dag; han skal skjule mig i sit Pauluns Skjul, han skal ophøje mig paa en Klippe.
For he has hidden me in his tabernacle. In the day of evils, he has protected me in the hidden place of his tabernacle.
6 Og nu hæver mit Hoved sig over mine Fjender, som ere trindt omkring mig, og jeg vil ofre ham Ofre med Frydeklang i hans Paulun; jeg vil synge og lege for Herren.
He has exalted me upon the rock, and now he has exalted my head above my enemies. I have circled around and offered a sacrifice of loud exclamation in his tabernacle. I will sing, and I will compose a psalm, to the Lord.
7 Herre! hør min Røst, naar jeg raaber, og vær mig naadig og bønhør mig!
Hear my voice, O Lord, with which I have cried out to you. Have mercy on me, and hear me.
8 Til dig sagde mit Hjerte, der du sagde: „Søger mit Ansigt‟, jeg søger dit Ansigt, Herre!
My heart has spoken to you; my face has sought you. I yearn for your face, O Lord.
9 Skjul ikke dit Ansigt for mig, forskyd ikke din Tjener i Vrede; du har været min Hjælp, opgiv mig ikke og forlad mig ikke, min Frelses Gud!
Do not turn your face away from me. In your wrath, do not turn aside from your servant. Be my helper. Do not abandon me, and do not despise me, O God, my Savior.
10 Thi min Fader og min Moder forlode mig; men Herren tager mig op.
For my father and my mother have left me behind, but the Lord has taken me up.
11 Herre! lær mig din Vej og led mig paa den jævne Sti, for mine Fjenders Skyld.
O Lord, establish a law for me in your way, and direct me in the right path, because of my enemies.
12 Giv mig ikke i mine Fjenders Vold; thi falske Vidner og de, som aande Uretfærdighed, opstode imod mig.
Do not surrender me to the souls of those who trouble me. For unjust witnesses have risen up against me, and iniquity has lied to itself.
13 Havde jeg ikke troet, at jeg skulde se Herrens Godhed i de levendes Land —!
I believe that I shall see the good things of the Lord in the land of the living.
14 Bi efter Herren, vær frimodig, og han skal styrke dit Hjerte; ja, bi efter Herren!
Wait for the Lord, act manfully; and let your heart be strengthened, and remain with the Lord.
