Salme 30
1 En Salme. En Sang ved Husets Indvielse. Af David. HERRE, jeg ophøjer dig, thi du bjærgede mig, lod ej mine Fjender glæde sig over mig;
A Psalm. A song for the dedication of the temple. Of David. I will exalt You, O LORD, for You have lifted me up and have not allowed my foes to rejoice over me.
2 HERRE min Gud, jeg raabte til dig, og du helbredte mig.
O LORD my God, I cried to You for help, and You healed me.
O LORD, You pulled me up from Sheol; You spared me from descending into the Pit. (Sheol h7585)
4 Lovsyng HERREN, I hans fromme, pris hans hellige Navn!
Sing to the LORD, O you His saints, and praise His holy name.
5 Thi et Øjeblik varer hans Vrede, Livet igennem hans Naade; om Aftenen gæster os Graad, om Morgenen Frydesang.
For His anger is fleeting, but His favor lasts a lifetime. Weeping may stay the night, but joy comes in the morning.
6 Jeg tænkte i min Tryghed: »Jeg rokkes aldrig i Evighed!«
In prosperity I said, “I will never be shaken.”
7 HERRE, i Naade havde du fæstnet mit Bjerg; du skjulte dit Aasyn, jeg blev forfærdet.
O LORD, You favored me; You made my mountain stand strong. When You hid Your face, I was dismayed.
8 Jeg raabte, HERRE, til dig, og tryglende bad jeg til HERREN:
To You, O LORD, I called, and I begged my Lord for mercy:
9 »Hvad Vinding har du af mit Blod, af at jeg synker i Graven? Kan Støv mon takke dig, raabe din Trofasthed ud?
“What gain is there in my bloodshed, in my descent to the Pit? Will the dust praise You? Will it proclaim Your faithfulness?
10 HERRE, hør og vær naadig, HERRE, kom mig til Hjælp!«
Hear me, O LORD, and have mercy; O LORD, be my helper.”
11 Du vendte min Sorg til Dans, løste min Sørgedragt, hylled mig i Glæde,
You turned my mourning into dancing; You peeled off my sackcloth and clothed me with joy,
12 at min Ære skal prise dig uden Ophør. HERRE min Gud, jeg vil takke dig evigt!
that my heart may sing Your praises and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks forever.
