Salme 52

1 Til Sangmesteren. En Maskil af David,

Why boast you yourself in mischief, O mighty man? the goodness of God endures continually.

2 da Edomiten Doeg kom og meldte Saul, at David var gaaet ind i Ahimeleks Hus.

The tongue devises evil; like a sharp razor, working deceitfully.

3 Du stærke, hvi bryster du dig af din Ondskab imod den fromme?

You love evil more than good; and lying rather than to speak righteousness. (Selah)

4 Du pønser hele Dagen paa ondt; din Tunge er hvas som en Kniv, du Rænkesmed,

You love all devouring words, O you deceitful tongue.

5 du foretrækker ondt for godt, Løgn for sanddru Tale. (Sela)

God shall likewise destroy you for ever, he shall take you away, and pluck you out of your dwelling place, and root you out of the land of the living. (Selah)

6 Du elsker al ødelæggende Tale, du falske Tunge!

The righteous also shall see, and fear, and shall laugh at him:

7 Derfor styrte Gud dig for evigt, han gribe dig, rive dig ud af dit Telt, han rykke dig op af de levendes Land! (Sela)

Lo, this is the man that made not God his strength; but trusted in the abundance of his riches, and strengthened himself in his wickedness.

8 De retfærdige ser det, frygter og haaner ham leende:

But I am like a green olive tree in the house of God: I trust in the mercy of God for ever and ever.

9 »Se der den Mand, der ej gjorde Gud til sit Værn, men stoled paa sin megen Rigdom, trodsed paa sin Velstand!« Men jeg er som et frodigt Olietræ i Guds Hus, Guds Miskundhed stoler jeg evigt og altid paa. Evindelig takker jeg dig, fordi du greb ind; jeg vidner iblandt dine fromme, at godt er dit Navn.

I will praise you for ever, because you have done it: and I will wait on your name; for it is good before your saints.