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,
[A Psalm by David, when he fled from Absalom his son.] LORD, how my adversaries have increased. Many rise up against me.
2 mange, som siger om min Sjæl: "Der er ingen Frelse for ham hos Gud!" (Sela)
Many there are who say of my soul, "There is no salvation for him in God." (Selah)
3 Men, HERRE, du er et Skjold for mig, min Ære og den, der løfter mit Hoved.
But you, LORD, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
4 Jeg råber højlydt til HERREN, han svarer mig fra sit hellige Bjerg. (Sela)
I cried out to the LORD with my voice, and he answered me from his holy mountain. (Selah)
5 Jeg lagde mig og sov ind, jeg vågned, thi HERREN holder mig oppe.
I lay down and slept. I awoke, for the LORD sustains me.
6 Jeg frygter ikke Titusinder af Folk, som trindt om lejrer sig mod mig.
I am not afraid of ten thousands of people who have set themselves against me on every side.
7 Rejs dig, HERRE, frels mig, min Gud, thi alle mine Fjender slog du på Kind, du brød de gudløses Tænder!
Arise, LORD. Save me, my God. For you slap all my enemies in the face. You break the teeth of the wicked.
8 Hos HERREN er Frelsen; din Velsignelse over dit Folk! (Sela)
Salvation belongs to the LORD. Your blessing is upon your people. (Selah)
