Salme 68
1 Til Sangmesteren, af David; en Psalme, en Sang.
TO THE OVERSEER. A PSALM. A SONG OF DAVID. God rises [and] His enemies are scattered! And those hating Him flee from His face.
2 Gud staar op, hans Fjender adspredes, og de, som hade ham, fly for hans Ansigt.
You drive them away as the driving away of smoke, As the melting of wax before fire, The wicked perish at the presence of God.
3 Som Røg driver bort, vil du bortdrive dem; som Voks smelter for Ild, skulle de ugudelige omkomme for Guds Ansigt.
And the righteous rejoice, they exult before God, And they rejoice with gladness.
4 Men de retfærdige skulle glædes, de skulle fryde sig for Guds Ansigt og juble med Glæde.
Sing to God—praise His Name, Raise up a highway for Him who is riding in deserts, In YAH [is] His Name, and exult before Him.
5 Synger for Gud, lovsynger hans Navn, baner Vej for ham, som farer frem igennem Ørkenen; Herren er hans Navn, og fryder eder for hans Ansigt.
Father of the fatherless, and judge of the widows, [Is] God in His holy habitation.
6 Faderløses Fader og Enkers Dommer er Gud i sin hellige Bolig.
God—causing the lonely to dwell at home, Bringing out bound ones into prosperity, Only—the stubborn have inhabited a dry place.
7 Gud lader de enlige bo i Huse, han udfører de bundne i Frihed; kun de genstridige bo i det fortørrede Land.
O God, in Your going forth before Your people, In Your stepping through the wilderness, (Selah)
8 Gud! da du drog ud foran dit Folk, da du skred frem gennem Ørkenen (Sela)
The earth has shaken, Indeed, the heavens have dropped before God, This Sinai—before God, the God of Israel.
9 Da bævede Jorden, og Himlene dryppede for Guds Ansigt, hint Sinaj! for Guds, Israels Guds Ansigt.
You shake out a shower of free-will gifts, O God. Your inheritance, when it has been weary, You have established it.
10 En Regn af Gaver lod du strømme ned, o Gud! din Arv, som var træt, styrkede du.
Your creature has dwelt in it, You prepare for the poor in Your goodness, O God.
11 Din Hjord bosatte sig i Landet; du beredte det, Gud! for den elendige ved din Godhed.
The Lord gives the saying, The female proclaimers [are] a numerous host.
12 Herren lader. Ordet udgaa; de Kvinder, som bringe glad Budskab, ere en stor Hær.
Kings of hosts utterly flee away, And a female inhabitant of the house apportions spoil.
13 Hærskarernes Konger fly, de fly; og hun, som bor i Huset, uddeler Bytte.
Though you lie between two boundaries, Wings of a dove covered with silver, And her pinions with yellow gold.
14 Naar I ligge mellem Foldene, er det som en Dues Vinger, skjulte med Sølv, og hvis Vingefjedre ere indsprængte med Guldets gyldengrønne Glans.
When the Mighty spreads kings in it, it snows in Salmon.
15 Naar den Almægtige spreder Konger derudi, da falder der Sne paa Zalmon.
A hill of God [is] the hill of Bashan, A hill of heights [is] the hill of Bashan.
16 Et Guds Bjerg er Basans Bjerg, et Bjerg med mange Tinder er Basans Bjerg.
Why do you envy, O high hills, The hill God has desired for His seat? YHWH also dwells forever.
17 Hvorfor se I Bjerge med de mange Tinder med Avind til det Bjerg, som Gud havde Lyst at bo paa? ja, Herren vil bo derpaa evindelig.
The chariots of God [are] myriads, thousands of changes, The Lord [is] among them, in Sinai, in the sanctuary.
18 Guds Vogne ere to Gange ti Tusinde, tusinde Gange tusinde; Herren er iblandt dem som paa Sinaj i Hellighed.
You have ascended on high, You have taken captivity captive, You have taken gifts for men, That even the stubborn may rest, O YAH God.
19 Du opfor i Højheden, du bortførte Fanger, du annammede Gaver iblandt Mennesker, ja, endog iblandt de genstridige, at du maa blive boende, o Herre, o Gud!
Blessed [is] the Lord, day by day He lays on us. God Himself [is] our salvation. (Selah)
20 Lovet være Herren fra Dag til Dag! lægger han os en Byrde paa, saa er Gud dog vor Frelse. (Sela)
God Himself [is] to us a God for deliverances, And YHWH Lord has the outgoings of death.
21 Vi have en Gud, som er en Gud til Frelse, og hos den Herre, Herre ere Udgange fra Døden.
Only—God strikes The head of His enemies, The hairy crown of a habitual walker in his guilt.
22 Men Gud skal knuse sine Fjenders Hoved, dens haarrige Isse, som vandrer frem i sin Skyld.
The Lord said: “From Bashan I bring back, I bring back from the depths of the sea.
23 Herren sagde: Jeg vil føre dem tilbage fra Basan, jeg vil føre dem tilbage fra Havets Dybheder,
So that you dash your foot In the blood of enemies—the tongue of Your dogs.”
24 paa det din Fod maa vade i Blod, og dine Hundes Tunge faa sin Del af Fjenderne.
They have seen Your goings, O God, Goings of my God, my king, in the sanctuary.
25 Gud! de saa dine Tog, min Guds, min Konges Tog i Hellighed.
Singers have been before, Behind [are] players on instruments, Virgins playing with timbrels in the midst.
26 Foran gik Sangerne, bagefter de, som legede paa Strengeleg, midt imellem Pigerne, som sloge paa Tromme.
In assemblies bless God, The Lord—from the fountain of Israel.
27 Lover Gud i Forsamlingerne; lover Herren, I, som ere af Israels Kilde!
There [is] little Benjamin, their ruler, Heads of Judah their defense, Heads of Zebulun—heads of Naphtali.
28 Der er Benjamin, den lille, der herskede over dem, Judas Fyrster, som stenede dem, Sebulons Fyrster, Nafthalis Fyrster.
Your God has commanded your strength, Be strong, O God, You have worked this for us.
29 Din Gud har befalet dig at være stærk; styrk, o Gud! det, du har gjort os.
Because of Your temple at Jerusalem, Kings bring a present to You.
30 Fra dit Tempel i Jerusalem skulle Konger fremføre dig Gave.
Rebuke a beast of the reeds, a herd of bulls, With calves of the peoples, Each humbling himself with pieces of silver, You scatter peoples delighting in conflicts.
31 Skæld paa Dyret iblandt Rørene, de stærke Øksnes Hob med Folkekalvene, som nedkaste sig med Sølvstykker; han adspredte Folkene, som have Lyst til Strid.
Fat ones come out of Egypt, Cush causes her hands to run to God.
32 Fyrster skulle komme fra Ægypten; Morland skal hastelig udstrække sine Hænder til Gud.
Kingdoms of the earth, sing to God, Praise the Lord! (Selah)
33 I Riger paa Jorden! synger for Gud, lovsynger Herren (Sela)
To Him who is riding on the heavens of the heavens of old, Behold, He gives with His voice a strong voice.
34 ham, som farer i Himlenes Himle, som ere fra fordums Tid, se, han udgiver sin Røst, den mægtige Røst.
Ascribe strength to God, His excellence [is] over Israel, and His strength in the clouds.
35 Giver Gud Magten; hans Højhed er over Israel og hans Magt i Skyerne. Forfærdelig er du, o Gud! fra dine Helligdomme; Israels Gud, han giver Folket Kraft og Styrke; lovet være Gud!
Fearful, O God, out of Your sanctuaries, The God of Israel Himself, Giving strength and might to the people. Blessed [is] God!
