Salme 64

1 Til Sangmesteren. En Salme af David.

“For the leader of the music. A psalm of David.” Hear my voice, O God! when I pray! Preserve my life from the terrors of the enemy!

2 Hør, o Gud, min Røst, naar jeg klager, skærm mit Liv mod den rædsomme Fjende;

Hide me from the assembly of the wicked, From the brawling crowd of evil-doers!

3 skjul mig for Ugerningsmændenes Raad, for Udaadsmændenes travle Hob,

For like a sword they sharpen their tongues, Like arrows they aim their poisoned words,

4 der hvæsser Tungen som Sværd, lægger giftige Ord paa Buen

To shoot in secret at the upright; Suddenly do they shoot at him without fear.

5 for i Løn at ramme den skyldfri, ramme ham brat og uset.

They prepare themselves for an evil deed; They commune of laying secret snares: “Who,” say they, “will see them?”

6 Ihærdigt lægger de onde Raad, skryder af, at de lægger Snarer, siger: »Hvem skulde se os?«

They meditate crimes: “We have finished,” say they, “our plans!” The heart and bosom of every one of them are deep.

7 De udtænker onde Gerninger, fuldfører en gennemtænkt Tanke — og Menneskets Indre og Hjerte er dybt.

But God will shoot an arrow at them; Suddenly shall they be wounded.

8 Da rammer Gud dem med en Pil, af Slaget rammes de brat;

Thus their own tongues shall bring them down; All who see them will flee away.

9 han styrter dem for deres Tunges Skyld. Enhver, som ser dem, ryster paa Hovedet;

Then will all men stand in awe, And declare what God hath done, And attentively consider his work.

10 alle Mennesker frygter, forkynder, hvad Gud har gjort, og fatter hans Hænders Gerning; de retfærdige glædes i HERREN og lider paa ham, de oprigtige af Hjertet jubler til Hobe!

The righteous shall rejoice, and trust in the LORD; All the upright in heart shall glory.