Salme 58
1 Til Sangmesteren. Al-tasjhet. Af David. En Miktam.
For the end. Destroy not: by David, for a memorial. If you do indeed speak righteousness, [then] do you judge rightly, you sons of men.
2 Er det virkelig Ret, I taler, I Guder, dømmer I Menneskens Børn retfærdigt?
For you work iniquities in [your] hearts in the earth: your hands plot unrighteousness.
3 Nej, alle øver I Uret paa Jord, eders Hænder udvejer Vold.
Sinners have gone astray from the womb: they go astray from the belly: they speak lies.
4 Fra Moders Liv vanslægted de gudløse, fra Moders Skød for Løgnerne vild.
Their venom is like [that] of a serpent; as [that] of a deaf asp, and that stops her ears;
5 Gift har de i sig som Slangen, den stumme Øgle, der døver sit Øre
which will not hear the voice of charmers, nor [heed] the charm prepared skillfully by the wise.
6 og ikke vil høre paa Tæmmerens Røst, paa den kyndige Slangebesværger.
God has crushed their teeth in their mouth: God has broken the cheek-teeth of the lions.
7 Gud, bryd Tænderne i deres Mund, Ungløvernes Kindtænder knuse du, HERRE;
They shall utterly pass away like water running through: he shall bend his bow till they shall fail.
8 lad dem svinde som Vand, der synker, visne som nedtrampet Græs.
They shall be destroyed as melted wax: the fire has fallen and they have not seen the sun.
9 Lad dem blive som Sneglen, opløst i Slim som et ufuldbaarent Foster, der aldrig saa Sol.
Before your thorns feel the white thorn, he shall swallow you up as living, as in his wrath.
10 Før eders Gryder mærker til Tjørnen, ja, midt i deres Livskraft river han dem bort i sin Vrede.
The righteous shall rejoice when he sees the vengeance of the ungodly: he shall wash his hands in the blood of the sinner.
11 Den retfærdige glæder sig, naar han ser Hævn, hans Fødder skal vade i gudløses Blod; Og Folk skal sige: »Den retfærdige faar dog sin Løn, der er dog Guder, som dømmer paa Jord!«
And a man shall say, Verily then there is a reward for the righteous: verily there is a God that judges them in the earth.
