Salme 28

1 (Af David.) Jeg råber til dig, o Herre, min Klippe, vær ikke tavs imod mig, at jeg ej, når du tier, skal blive som de, der synker i Graven.

A psalm of David. To you, Yahweh, I cry out; my rock, do not ignore me. If you do not respond to me, I will join those who go down to the grave.

2 Hør min tryglende Røst, når jeg råber til dig, løfter Hænderne op mod dit hellige Tempel.

Hear the sound of my pleading when I call for help from you, when I lift up my hands toward your most holy place!

3 Riv mig ej bort med gudløse, Udådsmænd, som har ondt i Sinde mod Næsten trods venlige Ord.

Do not drag me away with the wicked, those who do iniquity, who speak peace with their neighbors but have evil in their hearts.

4 Løn dem for deres Idræt og onde Gerninger; løn dem for deres Hænders Værk, gengæld dem efter Fortjeneste!

Give them what their deeds deserve and repay them what their wickedness demands, repay them for the work of their hands and render to them their due.

5 Thi HERRENs Gerning ænser de ikke, ej heller hans Hænders Værk. Han nedbryde dem og opbygge dem ej!

Because they do not understand the deeds of Yahweh or the work of his hands, he will tear them down and never rebuild them.

6 Lovet være HERREN, thi han har hørt min tryglende Røst;

Blessed be Yahweh because he has heard the sound of my pleading!

7 min Styrke, mit Skjold er HERREN, mit Hjerte stoler på ham. Jeg fik Hjælp, mit Hjerte jubler, jeg takker ham med min Sang.

Yahweh is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in him, and I am helped. Therefore my heart greatly rejoices, and I will praise him with singing.

8 HERREN er Værn for sit Folk, sin Salvedes Tilflugt og Frelse.

Yahweh is the strength of his people, and he is the saving refuge of his anointed one.

9 Frels dit Folk og velsign din Arv, røgt dem og bær dem til evig Tid!

Save your people and bless your inheritance. Be their shepherd and carry them forever.