Salme 4
1 Til Sangmesteren. Med Strengespil. En Salme af David.
Hear me when I call, O God of my righteousness: you have enlarged me when I was in distress; have mercy upon 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 all of you sons of men, how long will all of you turn my glory into shame? how long will all of you love vanity, and seek after leasing? (Selah)
3 Hvor længe, I Mænd, skal min Ære skændes? Hvor længe vil I elske Tomhed, søge Løgn? (Sela)
But know that the LORD has set apart him that is godly for himself: the LORD will hear when I call unto him.
4 Vid dog, at HERREN er mig underfuldt god; naar jeg paakalder HERREN, hører han mig.
Stand in awe, and sin not: commune with your own heart upon your bed, and be still. (Selah)
5 Vredes kun, men forsynd eder ikke, tænk efter paa eders Leje og ti! (Sela)
Offer the sacrifices of righteousness, and put your trust in the LORD.
6 Bring rette Ofre og stol paa HERREN!
There be many that say, Who will show us any good? LORD, lift you up the light of your countenance upon us.
7 Mange siger: »Hvo bringer os Lykke?« Opløft paa os dit Aasyns Lys!
You have put gladness in my heart, more than in the time that their corn and their wine increased.
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.
I will both lay me down in peace, and sleep: for you, LORD, only make me dwell in safety.
