Salme 62
1 Til Sangmesteren. Til Jedutun. En Salme af David.
To the chief music-maker. After Jeduthun. A Psalm. Of David. My soul, put all your faith in God; for from him comes my salvation.
2 Min Sjæl er Stille for Gud alene, min Frelse kommer fra ham;
He only is my Rock and my salvation; he is my high tower; I will not be greatly moved.
3 ja, han er min Klippe, min Frelse, mit Værn, jeg skal ikke rokkes meget.
How long will you go on designing evil against a man? running against him as against a broken wall, which is on the point of falling?
4 Hvor længe stormer I løs paa en Mand, — alle slaar I ham ned — som paa en hældende Væg, en faldende Mur?
Their only thought is to put him down from his place of honour; their delight is in deceit: blessing is in their mouths but cursing in their hearts. (Selah)
5 Ja, de oplægger Raad om at styrte ham fra hans Højhed. De elsker Løgn, velsigner med Munden, men forbander i deres Indre. (Sela)
My soul, put all your faith in God; for from him comes my hope.
6 Vær stille hos Gud alene, min Sjæl, thi fra ham kommer mit Haab;
He only is my Rock and my salvation; he is my high tower; I will not be greatly moved.
7 ja, han er min Klippe, min Frelse, mit Værn, jeg skal ikke rokkes.
In God is my salvation, and my glory; the Rock of my strength, and my safe place.
8 Hos Gud er min Hjælp og min Ære, min stærke Klippe, min Tilflugt har jeg i Gud;
Have faith in him at all times, you people; let your hearts go flowing out before him: God is our safe place. (Selah)
9 stol paa ham, al Folkets Forsamling, udøs for ham eders Hjerte, Gud er vor Tilflugt. (Sela)
Truly men of low birth are nothing, and men of high position are not what they seem; if they are put in the scales together they are less than a breath.
10 Kun Tomhed er Mennesker, Mænd en Løgn, paa Vægtskaalen vipper de op, de er Tomhed til Hobe.
Have no faith in the rewards of evil-doing, or in profits wrongly made: if your wealth is increased, do not put your hopes on it.
11 Forlad eder ikke paa Vold, lad jer ikke blænde af Ran; om Rigdommen vokser, agt ikke derpaa!
Once has God said, twice has it come to my ears, that power is God's:
12 Een Gang talede Gud, to Gange hørte jeg det: at Magten er Guds, Og Miskundhed er hos dig, o Herre. Thi enhver gengælder du efter hans Gerning.
And mercy, O Lord, is yours, for you give to every man the reward of his work.
