Salme 140

1 Til Sangmesteren. En Salme af David.

Unto the end, a psalm for David. Deliver me, O Lord, from the evil man: rescue me from the unjust man.

2 Red mig, HERRE, fra onde Mennesker, vær mig et Værn mod Voldsmænd,

Who have devised iniquities in their hearts: all the day long they designed battles.

3 der pønser paa ondt i Hjertet og daglig ægger til Strid.

They have sharpened their tongues like a serpent: the venom of saps is under their lips.

4 De hvæsser Tungen som Slanger, har Øglegift under deres Læber. (Sela)

Keep me, O Lord, from the hand of the wicked: and from unjust men deliver me. Who have proposed to supplant my steps.

5 Vogt mig, HERRE, for gudløses Haand, vær mig et Værn mod Voldsmænd, som pønser paa at bringe mig til Fald.

The proud have hidden a net for me. And they have stretched out cords for a snare: they have laid for me a stumblingblock by the wayside.

6 Hovmodige lægger Snarer og Strikker for mig, breder et Net for min Fod, lægger Fælder for mig ved Vejen. (Sela)

I said to the Lord: Thou art my God: hear, O Lord, the voice of my supplication.

7 Jeg siger til HERREN: Du er min Gud, HERRE, lyt til min tryglende Røst!

O Lord, Lord, the strength of my salvation: thou hast overshadowed my head in the day of battle.

8 HERRE, Herre, min Frelses Styrke, du skærmer mit Hoved paa Stridens Dag.

Give me not up, O Lord, from my desire to the wicked: they have plotted against me; do not thou forsake me, lest they should triumph.

9 Opfyld ej, HERRE, den gudløses Ønsker, lad ikke hans Raad have Fremgang!

The head of them compassing me about: the labour of their lips shall overwhelm them.

10 Lad dem ikke løfte Hovedet mod mig, lad deres Trusler ramme dem selv!

Burning coals shall fall upon them; thou wilt cast them down into the fire: in miseries they shall not be able to stand.

11 Det regne paa dem med gloende Kul, styrt dem i Dybet, ej staa de op!

A man full of tongue shall not be established in the earth: evil shall catch the unjust man unto destruction.

12 Lad ikke Bagtaleren holde sig i Landet, ondt ramme Voldsmanden Slag i Slag!

I know that the Lord will do justice to the needy, and will revenge the poor.

13 Jeg ved, at HERREN vil føre de armes Sag og skaffe de fattige Ret. For vist skal retfærdige prise dit Navn, oprigtige bo for dit Aasyn.

But as for the just, they shall give glory to thy name: and the upright shall dwell with thy countenance.