< Salme 60 >

1 Til Sangmesteren. Al-sjusjan-edut. En Miktam af David til Indøvelse,
For the Leader; upon Shushan Eduth; Michtam of David, to teach; when he strove with Aram-naharaim and with Aram-zobah, and Joab returned, and smote of Edom in the Valley of Salt twelve thousand. O God, Thou hast cast us off, Thou hast broken us down; Thou hast been angry; O restore 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 made the land to shake, Thou hast cleft it; heal the breaches thereof; for it tottereth.
3 Gud, du har stødt os fra dig, nedbrudt os, du vrededes — vend dig til os igen;
Thou hast made Thy people to see hard things; Thou hast made us to drink the wine of staggering.
4 du lod Landet skælve, slaa Revner, læg nu dets Brist, thi det vakler!
Thou hast given a banner to them that fear Thee, that it may be displayed because of the truth. (Selah)
5 Du lod dit Folk friste ondt, iskænked os døvende Vin.
That Thy beloved may be delivered, save with Thy right hand, and answer me.
6 Dem, der frygter dig, gav du et Banner, hvorhen de kan fly for Buen. (Sela)
God spoke in His holiness, that I would exult; that I would divide Shechem, and mete out the valley of Succoth.
7 Til Frelse for dine elskede hjælp med din højre, bønhør os!
Gilead is mine, and Manasseh is mine; Ephraim also is the defence of my head; Judah is my sceptre.
8 Gud talede i sin Helligdom: »Jeg vil udskifte Sikem med Jubel, udmaale Sukkots Dal;
Moab is my washpot; upon Edom do I cast my shoe; Philistia, cry aloud because of me!
9 mit er Gilead, mit er Manasse, Efraim er mit Hoveds Værn, Juda min Herskerstav,
Who will bring me into the fortified city? Who will lead me unto Edom?
10 Moab min Vaskeskaal, paa Edom kaster jeg min Sko, over Filisterland jubler jeg.«
Hast not Thou, O God, cast us off? And Thou goest not forth, O God, with our hosts.
11 Hvo bringer mig hen til den faste Stad, hvo leder mig hen til Edom?
Give us help against the adversary; for vain is the help 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!
Through God we shall do valiantly; for He it is that will tread down our adversaries.

< Salme 60 >