Salme 4
1 Til Sangmesteren. Med Strengespil. En Salme af David.
Unto the end, in verses. A psalm for David. When I called upon him, the God of my justice heard me: when I was in distress, thou hast enlarged me. Have mercy on me: and hear my prayer.
2 Svar, naar jeg raaber, min Retfærds Gud! I Trængsel skaffede du mig Rum. Vær naadig og hør min Bøn!
O ye sons of men, how long will you be dull of heart? why do you love vanity, and seek after lying?
3 Hvor længe, I Mænd, skal min Ære skændes? Hvor længe vil I elske Tomhed, søge Løgn? (Sela)
Know ye also that the Lord hath made his holy one wonderful: the Lord will hear me when I shall cry unto him.
4 Vid dog, at HERREN er mig underfuldt god; naar jeg paakalder HERREN, hører han mig.
Be angry, and sin not: the things you say in your hearts, be sorry for them upon your beds.
5 Vredes kun, men forsynd eder ikke, tænk efter paa eders Leje og ti! (Sela)
Offer up the sacrifice of justice, and trust in the Lord: many say, Who sheweth us good things?
6 Bring rette Ofre og stol paa HERREN!
The light of thy countenance O Lord, is signed upon us: thou hast given gladness in my heart.
7 Mange siger: »Hvo bringer os Lykke?« Opløft paa os dit Aasyns Lys!
By the fruit of their corn, their wine and oil, they are multiplied.
8 HERRE, du skænked mit Hjerte en Glæde, større end deres, da Korn og Most flød over. I Fred gaar jeg til Hvile og slumrer straks, thi, HERRE, du lader mig bo alene i Tryghed.
In peace in the selfsame I will sleep, and I will rest: For thou, O Lord, singularly hast settled me in hope.
