Salme 3
1 (En Salme af David, da han flygtede for sin søn Absalom.) HERRE, hvor er mine Fjender mange! Mange er de, som rejser sig mod mig,
The psalm of David when he fled from the face of his son Absalom. Why, O Lord, are they multiplied that afflict me? many are they who rise up against me.
2 mange, som siger om min Sjæl: "Der er ingen Frelse for ham hos Gud!" (Sela)
Many say to my soul: There is no salvation for him in his God.
3 Men, HERRE, du er et Skjold for mig, min Ære og den, der løfter mit Hoved.
But thou, O Lord art my protector, my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
4 Jeg råber højlydt til HERREN, han svarer mig fra sit hellige Bjerg. (Sela)
I have cried to the Lord with my voice: and he hath heard me from his holy hill.
5 Jeg lagde mig og sov ind, jeg vågned, thi HERREN holder mig oppe.
I have slept and taken my rest: and I have risen up, because the Lord hath protected me.
6 Jeg frygter ikke Titusinder af Folk, som trindt om lejrer sig mod mig.
I will not fear thousands of the people, surrounding me: arise, O Lord; save me, O my God.
7 Rejs dig, HERRE, frels mig, min Gud, thi alle mine Fjender slog du på Kind, du brød de gudløses Tænder!
For thou hast struck all them who are my adversaries without cause: thou hast broken the teeth of sinners.
8 Hos HERREN er Frelsen; din Velsignelse over dit Folk! (Sela)
Salvation is of the Lord: and thy blessing is upon thy people.
