Salme 140

1 Til Sangmesteren. En Salme af David.

To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. Deliver me, O LORD, from the evil man: preserve me from the violent man;

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

Which imagine mischiefs in [their] heart; continually are they gathered together [for] war.

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

They have sharpened their tongues like a serpent; adders’ poison [is] under their lips. (Selah)

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

Keep me, O LORD, from the hands of the wicked; preserve me from the violent man; who have purposed to overthrow my goings.

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

The proud have hid a snare for me, and cords; they have spread a net by the wayside; they have set gins for me. (Selah)

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

I said unto the LORD, Thou [art] my God: hear the voice of my supplications, O LORD.

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

O GOD the Lord, the strength of my salvation, thou hast covered my head in the day of battle.

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

Grant not, O LORD, the desires of the wicked: further not his wicked device; [lest] they exalt themselves. (Selah)

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

[As for] the head of those that compass me about, let the mischief of their own lips cover them.

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

Let burning coals fall upon them: let them be cast into the fire; into deep pits, that they rise not up again.

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

Let not an evil speaker be established in the earth: evil shall hunt the violent man to overthrow [him].

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

I know that the LORD will maintain the cause of the afflicted, [and] the right of 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.

Surely the righteous shall give thanks unto thy name: the upright shall dwell in thy presence.