Salme 36

1 Til Sangmesteren; af David, Herrens Tjener.

For the choirmaster. A Psalm of David, the servant of the LORD. An oracle is in my heart regarding the transgression of the wicked man: There is no fear of God before his eyes.

2 Den ugudeliges Overtrædelser sige mig inden i mit Hjerte: Der er ikke Guds Frygt for hans Øjne.

For his eyes are too full of conceit to detect or hate his own sin.

3 Thi han smigrer for sig selv i sine Øjne, med Hensyn til, at hans Misgerning skulde blive fundet og hadet.

The words of his mouth are wicked and deceitful; he has ceased to be wise and well-doing.

4 Hans Munds Ord ere Uret og Svig; han har ladet af at handle viselig, at gøre godt.

Even on his bed he plots wickedness; he sets himself on a path that is not good; he fails to reject evil.

5 Han optænker Uret paa sit Leje; han stiller sig paa en Vej, der ikke er god, det onde forkaster han ikke.

Your loving devotion, O LORD, reaches to the heavens, Your faithfulness to the clouds.

6 Herre! din Miskundhed er i Himlene; din Sandhed naar til Skyerne.

Your righteousness is like the highest mountains; Your judgments are like the deepest sea. O LORD, You preserve man and beast.

7 Din Retfærdighed er som Gudsbjerge, dine Domme som det store Dyb; Herre! du frelser Mennesker og Dyr.

How precious is Your loving devotion, O God, that the children of men take refuge in the shadow of Your wings!

8 Gud! hvor dyrebar er din Miskundhed; og Menneskens Børn skulle skjule sig under dine Vingers Skygge.

They feast on the abundance of Your house, and You give them drink from Your river of delights.

9 De skulle mættes af dit Hus's Fedme, og du skal give dem at drikke af din Lifligheds Bæk.

For with You is the fountain of life; in Your light we see light.

10 Thi hos dig er Livets Kilde; i dit Lys skulle vi se Lys.

Extend Your loving devotion to those who know You, and Your righteousness to the upright in heart.

11 Lad din Miskundhed vare ved imod dem, som dig kende, og din Retfærdighed imod de oprigtige af Hjertet.

Let not the foot of the proud come against me, nor the hand of the wicked drive me away.

12 Lad den hovmodiges Fod ikke komme over mig og de ugudeliges Haand ikke bortstøde mig. Hist faldt de, som gjorde Uret; de bleve nedstødte og kunde ikke staa op.

There the evildoers lie fallen, thrown down and unable to rise.