Salme 36

1 Til Sangmesteren; af David, Herrens Tjener.

The transgression of the wicked says within my heart, that 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 he flatters himself in his own eyes, until his iniquity be found to be hateful.

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 iniquity and deceit: he has left off to be wise, and to do good.

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

He devises mischief upon his bed; he sets himself in a way that is not good; he detests not evil.

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

Your mercy, O LORD, is in the heavens; and your faithfulness reachs unto the clouds.

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

Your righteousness is like the great mountains; your judgments are a great deep: 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 excellent is your loving kindness, O God! therefore the children of men put their trust under the shadow of your wings.

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

They shall be abundantly satisfied with the fatness of your house; and you shall make them drink of the river of your pleasures.

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 shall we see light.

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

O continue your loving kindness unto them that 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 pride come against me, and let not the hand of the wicked remove me.

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 are the workers of iniquity fallen: they are cast down, and shall not be able to rise.