< Salme 58 >

1 Til Sangmesteren; „fordærv ikke‟; af David; „et gyldent Smykke‟.
To the chief Musician. 'Destroy not.' Of David. Michtam. Is righteousness indeed silent? Do ye speak it? Do ye judge with equity, ye sons of men?
2 Mon I virkelig, ved at være stumme, tale Retfærdighed, dømme Retvished, I Menneskens Børn?
Yea, in heart ye work wickedness; ye weigh out the violence of your hands in the earth.
3 Nej, I øve Uretfærdigheder i Hjertet; I veje eders Hænders Voldsdaad ud i Landet.
The wicked go astray from the womb; they err as soon as they are born, speaking lies.
4 De ugudelige ere affaldne fra Moders Liv af; de, som tale Løgn, fore vild fra Moders Skød.
Their poison is like the poison of a serpent: [they are] like the deaf adder which stoppeth her ear;
5 De have Gift lig en Slanges Gift; de ere som en døv Øgle, der stopper sit Øre,
Which doth not hearken to the voice of enchanters, of one charming ever so wisely.
6 at den ikke skal høre paa deres Røst, som besværge, paa Manerens, som er udlært til at mane.
O God, break their teeth in their mouth; break out the great teeth of the young lions, O Jehovah.
7 Gud! bryd deres Tænder i deres Mund; Herre! knus de unge Løvers Kindtænder!
Let them melt away as waters that flow off; when he aimeth his arrows, let them be as blunted:
8 Lad dem henfly de som Vand, der løber bort; naar en skyder med sine Pile, da være disse som sløvede!
Let them be as a snail that melteth as it passeth away; [like] the untimely birth of a woman, let them not see the sun.
9 Lad dem være som en Snegl, der opløses, idet den gaar, som en Kvindes utidige Foster, som de, der ikke have set Solen.
Before your pots feel the thorns, green or burning, — they shall be whirled away.
10 Førend eders Gryder kunne fornemme Ilden af Tornebusken, skal Stormen hvirvle det bort, hvad enten det er frisk eller i Brand.
The righteous shall rejoice when he seeth the vengeance; he shall wash his footsteps in the blood of the wicked:
11 Den retfærdige skal glæde sig, fordi han har set Hævnen; han skal to sine Trin i den ugudeliges Blod. Og Mennesker skulle sige: Den retfærdige har dog Frugt; der er dog en Gud, som dømmer paa Jorden.
And men shall say, Verily there is fruit for the righteous; verily there is a God that judgeth in the earth.

< Salme 58 >