Salme 5
1 Til Sangmesteren; paa Nekiloth; en Psalme af David.
To the chief music-maker on wind instruments. A Psalm. Of David. Give ear to my words, O Lord; give thought to my heart-searchings.
2 Herre! vend dine Øren til mine Ord, agt paa min Tanke!
Let the voice of my cry come to you, my King and my God; for to you will I make my prayer.
3 Giv Agt paa mit Raabs Røst, min Konge og min Gud! thi til dig beder jeg.
My voice will come to you in the morning, O Lord; in the morning will I send my prayer to you, and keep watch.
4 Herre! om Morgenen høre du min Røst! jeg vil fremstille mig om Morgenen for dig og vente.
For you are not a God who takes pleasure in wrongdoing; there is no evil with you.
5 Thi du er ikke en Gud, som har Lyst til Ugudelighed; den onde skal ikke bo hos dig.
The sons of pride have no place before you; you are a hater of all workers of evil.
6 Daarer skulle ikke bestaa for dine Øjne! du hader alle dem, som gøre Uret.
You will send destruction on those whose words are false; the cruel man and the man of deceit are hated by the Lord.
7 Du lader dem, som tale Løgn, gaa til Grunde: Herren har Vederstyggelighed til en blodgerrig og falsk Mand.
But as for me, I will come into your house, in the full measure of your mercy; and in your fear I will give worship, turning my eyes to your holy Temple.
8 Men jeg vil komme til dit Hus ved din store Miskundhed; jeg vil tilbede imod dit hellige Tempel i din Frygt.
Be my guide, O Lord, in the ways of your righteousness, because of those who are against me; make your way straight before my face.
9 Herre! led mig i din Retfærdighed for mine Fjenders Skyld; jævn din Vej for mit Ansigt!
For no faith may be put in their words; their inner part is nothing but evil; their throat is like an open place for the dead; smooth are the words of their tongues.
10 Thi i deres Mund er intet bestandigt; deres Indre er Ondskab; deres Strube er en aaben Grav, de smigre med deres Tunge.
Send them to destruction, O Lord; let their evil designs be the cause of their fall; let them be forced out by all their sins; because they have gone against your authority.
11 Gud! døm dem skyldige, at de falde formedelst deres Anslag; nedstød dem for deres mange Overtrædelsers Skyld, thi de ere genstridige imod dig.
But let all those who put their faith in you be glad with cries of joy at all times, and let all the lovers of your name be glad in you.
12 Men alle, som forlade sig paa dig, skulle glæde sig, de skulle fryde sig evindelig, og du skal skjule over dem; og de, som elske dit Navn, skulle fryde sig i dig. Thi du, Herre! velsigner en retfærdig, du dækker ham med Naade som med et Skjold.
For you, Lord, will send a blessing on the upright man; your grace will be round him, and you will be his strength.
