Salme 92
1 En Psalme, en Sang paa Sabbatens Dag.
A psalm. A song for the Sabbath day. How good it is to thank the Lord, to sing praises to you, Most High,
2 Det er godt at takke Herren og at lovsynge dit Navn, du Højeste!
to tell of your trustworthy love in the morning, and your faithfulness in the night,
3 at kundgøre din Miskundhed om Morgenen og din Sandhed om Natten
to the music of a ten-stringed harp and the melody of a lyre.
4 paa de ti Strenge og paa Psalteren til Harpens Klang.
You've made me so happy, Lord, because of all you've done for me! I sing for joy at what you've done!
5 Thi, Herre! du har glædet mig ved dit Værk; jeg vil synge med Fryd om dine Hænders Gerninger.
Lord, what you do is amazing; your thoughts are very profound!
6 Herre! hvor store ere dine Gerninger, dine Tanker ere meget dybe.
Only senseless people and fools don't know and understand this:
7 En ufornuftig Mand kender det ikke, og en Daare forstaar ikke dette.
even though the wicked grow up quickly like grass, and even though people who do evil flourish, they will be destroyed forever!
8 Naar de ugudelige grønnes som en Urt, og alle de, som gøre Uret, blomstre, er det til deres Ødelæggelse stedse og altid.
But you, Lord, rule on high forever.
9 Men du, Herre, er høj evindelig.
Your enemies, Lord, your enemies will die; everyone who does evil will be destroyed!
10 Thi se, dine Fjender, Herre! thi se, dine Fjender skulle omkomme, alle de, som gøre Uret, skulle adspredes.
But you have made me as powerful as a wild bull; you have anointed me with the best olive oil.
11 Men du ophøjede mit Horn som Enhjørningens; jeg er overgydt med frisk Olie.
My eyes look with pleasure to see my enemies defeated; my ears have heard the downfall of those who tried to attack me.
12 Og mit Øje saa paa mine Fjender, mine Øren hørte paa de onde, som opstode imod mig.
Those who live right flourish like a palm tree; they grow tall like a cedar tree in Lebanon.
13 Den retfærdige skal grønnes som et Palmetræ, han skal vokse som et Cedertræ paa Libanon.
They are planted in the house of the Lord; they thrive in the courts of our God.
14 De, som ere plantede i Herrens Hus, de skulle grønnes i vor Guds Forgaarde.
Even when they are old they will still produce fruit, staying fresh and green.
15 De skulle endnu bære Frugt, naar de ere graahærdede, de skulle være saftige og grønne til at forkynde, at Herren er oprigtig, min Klippe, og at der ikke er Uret hos ham.
They will declare, “The Lord does what is right! He is my rock! There is no wrong in him!”
