< Salme 60 >

1 Til Sangmesteren. Al-sjusjan-edut. En Miktam af David til Indøvelse,
For the end, for them that shall yet be changed; for an inscription by David for instruction, when he [had] burned Mesopotamia of Syria, and Syria Sobal, and Joab [had] returned and smitten [in] the valley of salt twelve thousand. O God, thou hast rejected and destroyed us; thou hast been angry, yet hast pitied us.
2 dengang han kæmpede med Aram-Naharajim og Aram-Zoba, og Joab vendte tilbage og slog Edomiterne i Saltdalen, 12 000 Mand.
Thou hast shaken the earth, and troubled it; heal its breaches, for it has been shaken.
3 Gud, du har stødt os fra dig, nedbrudt os, du vrededes — vend dig til os igen;
Thou hast shewn thy people hard things: thou has made us drink the wine of astonishment.
4 du lod Landet skælve, slaa Revner, læg nu dets Brist, thi det vakler!
Thou hast given a token to them that fear thee, that they might flee from the bow. (Pause)
5 Du lod dit Folk friste ondt, iskænked os døvende Vin.
That thy beloved ones may be delivered; save with thy right hand, and hear me.
6 Dem, der frygter dig, gav du et Banner, hvorhen de kan fly for Buen. (Sela)
God has spoken in his holiness; I will rejoice, and divide Sicima, and measure out the valley of tents.
7 Til Frelse for dine elskede hjælp med din højre, bønhør os!
Galaad is mine, and Manasse is mine; and Ephraim is the strength of my head;
8 Gud talede i sin Helligdom: »Jeg vil udskifte Sikem med Jubel, udmaale Sukkots Dal;
Judas is my king; Moab is the caldron of my hope; over Idumea will I stretch out my shoe; the Philistines have been subjected to me.
9 mit er Gilead, mit er Manasse, Efraim er mit Hoveds Værn, Juda min Herskerstav,
Who will lead me into the fortified city? who will guide me as far a Idumea?
10 Moab min Vaskeskaal, paa Edom kaster jeg min Sko, over Filisterland jubler jeg.«
Wilt not thou, O God, who hast cast us off? and wilt not thou, O God, go forth with our forces?
11 Hvo bringer mig hen til den faste Stad, hvo leder mig hen til Edom?
Give us help from trouble: for vain is the deliverance of man.
12 Har du ikke, Gud, stødt os fra dig? Du ledsager ej vore Hære. Giv os dog Hjælp mod Fjenden! Blændværk er Menneskers Støtte. Med Gud skal vi øve vældige Ting, vore Fjender træder han ned!
In God will we do valiantly; and he shall bring to nought them that harass us.

< Salme 60 >