Salme 141
1 (En Salme af David.) HERRE, jeg råber til dig, il mig til hjælp, hør min Røst, når jeg råber til dig;
A psalm of David. Lord, I'm calling out to you! Please hurry up and help me! Please listen to me when I cry out to you!
2 som Røgoffer, gælde for dig min Bøn, mine løftede Hænder som Aftenoffer!
May my prayer be like incense before you, my uplifted hands like an evening offering.
3 HERRE, sæt Vagt ved min Mund, vogt mine Læbers Dør!
Lord, make sure I don't say anything I shouldn't—keep a watch over my conversations.
4 Bøj ikke mit Hjerte til ondt, til at gøre gudløs Gerning sammen med Udådsmænd; deres lækre Mad vil jeg ikke smage.
Don't let me think about evil things or take part in doing anything wrong with wicked people. I won't join in eating fancy food at their feasts.
5 Slår en retfærdig mig, så er det Kærlighed; revser han mig, er det Olie for Hovedet, ej skal mit Hoved vise det fra sig, end sætter jeg min Bøn imod deres Ondskab.
Let a good person punish me in love—let them correct me. It will be like an anointing—I won't refuse it. But I still pray against those who do evil.
6 Ned ad Klippens Skrænter skal Dommerne hos dem styrtes, og de skal høre, at mine Ord er liflige.
They shall be thrown down by the power of the rock that judges them, and then they will recognize what I said was true!
Just as the earth is broken up by the plough, so shall their bones be scattered at the mouth of Sheol. (Sheol h7585)
8 Dog, mine Øjne er rettet på dig, o HERRE, Herre, på dig forlader jeg mig, giv ikke mit Liv til Pris!
But I'm looking to you, Lord God, for I find protection in you. Don't let me die!
9 Vogt mig for Fælden, de stiller for mig, og Udådsmændenes Snarer;
Keep me safe from the traps they have set to catch me, from the snares of evil people.
10 lad de gudløse falde i egne Gram, medens jeg går uskadt videre.
Let them fall into their own traps while I pass by unharmed.
