Salme 143
1 (En Salme af David.) HERRE, hør min Bøn og lyt til min tryglen, bønhør mig i din Trofasthed, i din Retfærd,
A Psalm. Of David. Let my prayer come to you, O Lord; give ear to my requests for your grace; keep faith with me, and give me an answer in your righteousness;
2 gå ikke i Rette med din Tjener, thi for dig er ingen, som lever, retfærdig!
Let not your servant come before you to be judged; for no man living is upright in your eyes.
3 Thi Fjender forfølger min Sjæl, de træder mit Liv i Støvet, lader mig bo i Mørke som de, der for længst er døde.
The evil man has gone after my soul; my life is crushed down to the earth: he has put me in the dark, like those who have long been dead.
4 Ånden hensygner i mig, mit Hjerte stivner i Brystet.
Because of this my spirit is overcome; and my heart is full of fear.
5 Jeg kommer fordums Dage i Hu, tænker på alle dine Gerninger, grunder på dine Hænders Værk.
I keep in mind the early days of the past, giving thought to all your acts, even to the work of your hands.
6 Jeg udbreder Hænderne mod dig, som et tørstigt Land så længes min Sjæl efter dig. (Sela)
My hands are stretched out to you: my soul is turned to you, like a land in need of water. (Selah)
7 Skynd dig at svare mig, HERRE, min Ånd svinder hen; skjul ikke dit Åsyn for mig, så jeg bliver som de, der synker i Graven.
Be quick in answering me, O Lord, for the strength of my spirit is gone: let me see your face, so that I may not be like those who go down into the underworld.
8 Lad mig årle høre din Miskundhed, thi jeg stoler på dig. Lær mig den Vej, jeg skal gå, thi jeg løfter min Sjæl til dig.
Let the story of your mercy come to me in the morning, for my hope is in you: give me knowledge of the way in which I am to go; for my soul is lifted up to you.
9 Fri mig fra mine Fjender, HERRE, til dig flyr jeg hen;
O Lord, take me out of the hands of my haters; my soul is waiting for you.
10 lær mig at gøre din Vilje, thi du er min Gud, mig føre din gode Ånd ad den jævne Vej!
Give me teaching so that I may do your pleasure; for you are my God: let your good Spirit be my guide into the land of righteousness.
11 For dit Navns Skyld, HERRE, holde du mig i Live, udfri i din Retfærd min Sjæl af Trængsel,
Give me life, O Lord, because of your name; in your righteousness take my soul out of trouble.
12 udslet i din Miskundhed mine Fjender, tilintetgør alle, som trænger min Sjæl! Thi jeg er din Tjener.
And in your mercy put an end to my haters, and send destruction on all those who are against my soul; for I am your servant.
