Salme 54

1 Til Sangmesteren. Med Strengespil. En Maskil af David,

[For the Chief Musician. On stringed instruments. A contemplation by David, when the Ziphites came and said to Saul, "Isn't David hiding himself among us?"] Save me, God, by your name. Vindicate me in your might.

2 da Zifiterne kom og sagde til Saul: »David har skjult sig hos os.«

Hear my prayer, God. Listen to the words of my mouth.

3 Frels mig, o Gud, ved dit Navn og skaf mig min Ret ved din Vælde,

For strangers have risen up against me. Violent men have sought after my soul. They haven't set God before them. (Selah)

4 hør, o Gud, min Bøn, lyt til min Munds Ord!

Look, God is my helper. Jehovah is the one who sustains my soul.

5 Thi frække staar op imod mig, Voldsmænd vil tage mit Liv; Gud har de ikke for Øje. (Sela)

He will repay the evil to my enemies. Destroy them in your truth.

6 Se, min Hjælper er Gud, Herren støtter min Sjæl!

With a free will offering, I will sacrifice to you. I will give thanks to your name, Jehovah, for it is good.

7 Det onde vende sig mod mine Fjender, udryd dem i din Trofasthed! Da vil jeg frivilligt ofre til dig, prise dit Navn, o HERRE, thi det er godt; thi det frier mig ud af al Nød; mit Øje skuer med Fryd mine Fjender!

For he has delivered me out of all trouble. My eye has seen triumph over my enemies.