Salme 41

1 Til Sangmesteren; en Psalme af David.

For the music director. A psalm of David. How happy are those who take care of the poor! When they are in trouble the Lord will save them.

2 Salig den, som handler forstandigt imod den ringe; Herren skal redde ham paa den onde Dag.

The Lord protects them and keeps them alive. They will live happily in the land, and they will not be handed over to their enemies.

3 Herren skal bevare ham og holde ham ved Live, han skal blive lyksalig paa Jorden; og du skal ikke give ham hen i hans Fjenders Villie.

The Lord looks after them when they're sick; he makes them well from their illness.

4 Herren skal opholde ham paa Sygesengen; du har hjulpet ham op igen fra hvert Sygeleje.

“Lord, please be gracious to me,” I asked. “Please heal me, for I have sinned against you.”

5 Jeg sagde: Herre! vær mig naadig, helbred min Sjæl; thi jeg har syndet imod dig.

Those who hate me only say evil things about me. “When is he going to die, and people forget all about him?” they ask.

6 Mine Fjender tale ondt om mig: Naar skal han dog dø og hans Navn forgaa?

They come to visit me, but their sympathy is not sincere. They're only interested in the bad news, which they spread around as soon as they leave.

7 Og dersom een kommer at se mig, taler han Falskhed, hans Hjerte samler paa Uret; gaar han ud udenfor, da taler han derom.

All who hate me talk in whispers about my condition, hoping for the worst.

8 Alle mine Avindsmænd hviske sammen imod mig; de optænke imod mig det, som er mig ondt.

“He's been cursed with some terrible disease,” they say. “Now he's bed-ridden he'll never recover!”

9 De sige: Der hænger en Niddingsdaad fast ved ham, og saasom han ligger, skal han ikke staa op mere.

Even my best friend, the one I trusted, who shared meals with me—even he has turned against me.

10 Ogsaa den Mand, som havde Fred med mig, hvem jeg forlod mig paa, som aad mit Brød, han opløftede sin Hæl imod mig.

But you Lord, please be gracious to me, make me well so I can repay them!

11 Men du, Herre! vær mig naadig og rejs mig op, saa vil jeg betale dem.

I know you are pleased with me because you have not let my enemies win and shout in triumph over me.

12 Derpaa kender jeg, at du har Behagelighed til mig, at min Fjende ikke skal faa Glæde over mig.

You have supported me because of my integrity, you have brought me into your presence forever.

13 Men mig opholder du og sætter mig for dit Ansigt evindelig i min Oprigtighed. Lovet være Herren, Israels Gud, fra Evighed og indtil Evighed! Amen, ja, Amen.

Praise the Lord, the God of Israel, from eternity to eternity! Amen and amen!