Salme 92

1 En Salme. En Sang for Sabbatsdagen.

“A psalm or song for the sabbath day.” It is a good thing to give thanks unto the Lord, and to sing praises unto thy name, O Most High:

2 Det er godt at takke HERREN, lovsynge dit Navn, du Højeste,

To tell in the morning of thy kindness, and of thy faithfulness in the nights.

3 ved Gry forkynde din Naade, om Natten din Trofasthed

Upon a ten-stringed instrument, and upon the psaltery; and with the sweet sound of the harp.

4 til tistrenget Lyre, til Harpe, til Strengeleg paa Citer!

For thou hast caused me to rejoice, O Lord, through thy doing: because of the works of thy hands will I triumph.

5 Thi ved dit Værk har du glædet mig, HERRE, jeg jubler over dine Hænders Gerning.

How great are thy works, O Lord! exceedingly profound are thy thoughts.

6 Hvor store er dine Gerninger, HERRE, dine Tanker saare dybe!

A brutish man knoweth it not, and a fool cannot understand this.

7 Taaben fatter det ikke, Daaren skønner ej sligt.

When the wicked spring up like herbs, and when all the workers of wickedness do flourish; it is that they may be destroyed evermore.

8 Spirer de gudløse end som Græsset, blomstrer end alle Udaadsmænd, er det kun for at lægges øde for stedse,

But thou art exalted to eternity, O Lord!

9 men du er ophøjet for evigt, HERRE.

For, lo, thy enemies, O Lord, for, lo, thy enemies shall perish: all the workers of wickedness shall be scattered.

10 Thi se, dine Fjender, HERRE, se, dine Fjender gaar under, alle Udaadsmænd spredes!

But thou exaltest my horn like that of a reem: I am anointed with fresh oil.

11 Du har løftet mit Horn som Vildoksens, kvæget mig med den friskeste Olie;

And my eye looketh on [the punishment of] those that regard me with envy: of the evildoers that rise up against me my ears shall bear it.

12 det fryder mit Øje at se mine Fjender, mit Øre at høre mine Avindsmænd.

The righteous shall spring up like the palm-tree: like a cedar in Lebanon shall he grow high.

13 De retfærdige grønnes som Palmen, vokser som Libanons Ceder;

Planted in the house of the Lord, in the courts of our God shall they spring up.

14 plantet i HERRENS Hus grønnes de i vor Guds Forgaarde;

They shall still flourish in high old age; they shall be vigorous and covered with foliage;

15 selv graanende bærer de Frugt, er friske og fulde af Saft for at vidne, at HERREN er retvis, min Klippe, hos hvem ingen Uret findes.

To declare that the Lord is upright: he is my rock, and there is no faultiness in him.