Salme 59
1 Til Sangmesteren; „fordærv ikke‟; af David; „et gyldent Smykke‟; der Saul sendte hen, og de toge Vare paa Huset for at slaa ham ihjel.
Unto the end. May you not destroy. Of David, with the inscription of a title, when Saul sent and watched his house, in order to execute him. Rescue me from my enemies, my God, and free me from those who rise up against me.
2 Min Gud! fri mig fra mine Fjender, sæt mig paa et højt Sted imod dem, som staa op imod mig.
Rescue me from those who work iniquity, and save me from men of blood.
3 Fri mig fra dem, som gøre Uret, og frels mig fra blodgerrige Mænd!
For behold, they have seized my soul. The strong have rushed upon me.
4 Thi se, de lure efter min Sjæl, de stærke holde sammen imod mig, uden min Overtrædelse og uden min Synd, o Herre!
And it is neither my iniquity, nor my sin, O Lord. I have run and gone directly, without iniquity.
5 Uden min Skyld storme de frem og stille sig op; vaagn op at møde mig og se til!
Rise up to meet me, and see: even you, O Lord, the God of hosts, the God of Israel. Reach out to visit all nations. Do not take pity on all those who work iniquity.
6 Ja, du, Herre, Gud Zebaoth! Israels Gud, vaagn op at hjemsøge alle Hedningerne! vær ingen naadig af alle de troløse Niddinger! (Sela)
They will return toward evening, and they will suffer hunger like dogs, and they will wander around the city.
7 De komme igen imod Aftenen, de tude som Hunde og løbe omkring i Staden.
Behold, they will speak with their mouth, and a sword is in their lips: “For who has heard us?”
8 Se, de udgyde Ord af deres Mund, der er Sværd paa deres Læber; thi „hvo hører det?‟
And you, O Lord, will laugh at them. You will lead all the Gentiles to nothing.
9 Men du, Herre! du ler ad dem, du spotter alle Hedningerne.
I will guard my strength toward you, for you are God, my supporter.
10 Imod hans Styrke vil jeg vogte paa dig, thi Gud er min Befæstning.
My God, his mercy will precede me.
11 Gud, som beviser mig Miskundhed, skal komme mig i Møde; Gud skal lade mig se med Lyst paa mine Fjender.
God will oversee my enemies for me. Do not slay them, lest at times my people may forget them. Scatter them by your virtue. And depose them, O Lord, my protector,
12 Slaa dem ikke ihjel, at mit Folk ikke skal glemme det; lad dem vanke hid og did for din Magt, og lad dem styrte, Herre, vort Skjold.
by the offense of their mouth and by the speech of their lips. And may they be caught in their arrogance. And, for their cursing and lying, they will be made known
13 Deres Læbers Ord er Synd i deres Mund; lad dem gribes i deres Hovmod og for den Forbandelse og Løgn, som de udsige.
at the consummation, in the fury of the consummation, and so they will be no more. And they will know that God will rule over Jacob, even to the ends of the earth.
14 Gør Ende paa dem i din Vrede, gør Ende paa dem, at de ikke ere mere til; og de skulle vide, at Gud er den, som hersker i Jakob indtil Jordens Ender. (Sela)
They will return toward evening, and they will suffer hunger like dogs, and they will wander around the city.
15 Og de skulle komme igen om Aftenen, tude som Hunde og løbe omkring i Staden.
They will be dispersed in order to gnaw, and truly, when they will not have been satisfied, they will murmur.
16 De skulle vanke hid og did efter Føde og overnatte, uden at de blive mætte.
But I will sing your strength, and I will extol your mercy, in the morning. For you have been my supporter and my refuge in the day of my tribulation.
17 Men jeg vil synge om din Styrke, jeg vil synge med Fryd om din Miskundhed om Morgenen; thi du var mig en Befæstning og en Tilflugt paa min Nøds Dag. Min Styrke! for dig vil jeg synge, thi Gud er min Befæstning, Gud, som beviser mig Miskundhed.
To you, my helper, I will sing psalms. For you are God, my supporter. My God is my mercy.
