Salme 5
1 Til Sangmesteren; paa Nekiloth; en Psalme af David.
To the Chief Musician. For the Flutes. A Melody of David. To my words, give ear, O Yahweh, Understand thou my softly murmured prayer:
2 Herre! vend dine Øren til mine Ord, agt paa min Tanke!
Attend to the voice of my cry, my King and my God, for, unto thee, do I pray.
3 Giv Agt paa mit Raabs Røst, min Konge og min Gud! thi til dig beder jeg.
O Yahweh! in the morning, shalt thou hear my voice, In the morning, will I set in order unto thee, and keep watch;
4 Herre! om Morgenen høre du min Røst! jeg vil fremstille mig om Morgenen for dig og vente.
For, not a GOD finding pleasure in lawlessness, art thou, and wrong can be no guest of thine:
5 Thi du er ikke en Gud, som har Lyst til Ugudelighed; den onde skal ikke bo hos dig.
Boasters, shall not station themselves, before thine eyes, —Thou hatest all workers of iniquity:
6 Daarer skulle ikke bestaa for dine Øjne! du hader alle dem, som gøre Uret.
Thou wilt destroy them who speak falsehood, —The man of bloodshed and of deceit, Yahweh abhorreth.
7 Du lader dem, som tale Løgn, gaa til Grunde: Herren har Vederstyggelighed til en blodgerrig og falsk Mand.
But, I, in the abounding of thy lovingkindness, will enter thy house, I will bow down towards thy holy temple, in reverence of thee:
8 Men jeg vil komme til dit Hus ved din store Miskundhed; jeg vil tilbede imod dit hellige Tempel i din Frygt.
O Yahweh! lead me in thy righteousness, because of mine adversaries, Make even, before me, thy way:
9 Herre! led mig i din Retfærdighed for mine Fjenders Skyld; jævn din Vej for mit Ansigt!
For in his mouth is nothing worthy of trust, Their inward purpose, is engulphing ruin, —An opened sepulchre, is their throat, With their tongue, speak they smooth things.
10 Thi i deres Mund er intet bestandigt; deres Indre er Ondskab; deres Strube er en aaben Grav, de smigre med deres Tunge.
Declare them guilty, O God, Let them fall by their own counsels, —Into the throng of their own transgressions, thrust them down, For they have rebelled against thee: —
11 Gud! døm dem skyldige, at de falde formedelst deres Anslag; nedstød dem for deres mange Overtrædelsers Skyld, thi de ere genstridige imod dig.
That all may rejoice who seek refuge in thee, to times age-abiding, may shout in triumph, that thou wilt protect them, and they may leap for joy in thee who are lovers of thy Name.
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, thou, wilt bless the righteous man, O Yahweh, As with an all-covering shield—with good pleasure, wilt thou encompass him.
