Salme 40
1 (Til sangmesteren. Af David. En salme.) Jeg biede troligt på Herren, han bøjede sig til mig, og hørte mit Skrig.
To the chief music-maker. Of David. A Psalm. When I was waiting quietly for the Lord, his heart was turned to me, and he gave ear to my cry.
2 Han drog mig op af den brusende Grav, af det skidne Dynd, han satte min Fod på en Klippe, gav Skridtene Fasthed,
He took me up out of a deep waste place, out of the soft and sticky earth; he put my feet on a rock, and made my steps certain.
3 en ny Sang lagde han i min Mund, en Lovsang til vor Gud. Mange skal se det og frygte og stole på HERREN.
And he put a new song in my mouth, even praise to our God; numbers have seen it with fear, and put their faith in the Lord.
4 Salig den Mand, der sætter sin Lid til HERREN, ej vender sig til hovmodige eller dem, der hælder til Løgn.
Happy is the man who has faith in the Lord, and does not give honour to the men of pride or to those who are turned away to deceit.
5 Mange Undere gjorde du, HERRE min Gud, og mange Tanker tænkte du for os; de kan ikke opregnes for dig; ellers forkyndte og fortalte jeg dem; til at tælles er de for mange.
O Lord my God, great are the wonders which you have done in your thought for us; it is not possible to put them out in order before you; when I would give an account of them, their number is greater than I may say.
6 Til Slagt- og Afgrødeoffer har du ej Lyst, du gav mig åbne Ører, Brænd- og Syndoffer kræver du ikke.
You had no desire for offerings of beasts or fruits of the earth; ears you made for me: for burned offerings and sin offerings you made no request.
7 Da sagde jeg: "Se, jeg kommer, i Bogrullen er der givet mig Forskrift;
Then I said, See, I come; it is recorded of me in the roll of the book,
8 at gøre din Vilje, min Gud, er min Lyst, og din Lov er i mit Indre."
My delight is to do your pleasure, O my God; truly, your law is in my heart.
9 I en stor Forsamling forkyndte jeg Retfærd, se, mine Læber lukked jeg ikke; HERRE, du ved det.
I have given news of righteousness in the great meeting; O Lord, you have knowledge that I have not kept back my words.
10 Din Retfærd dulgte jeg ej i mit Hjerte, din Trofasthed og Frelse talte jeg Om, din Nåde og Sandhed fornægted jeg ej i en stor Forsamling.
Your righteousness has not been folded away in my heart; I have made clear your true word and your salvation; I have not kept secret your mercy or your faith from the great meeting.
11 Du, HERRE, vil ikke lukke dit Hjerte for mig, din Nåde og Sandhed skal altid være mit Værn.
Take not away your gentle mercies from me, O Lord; let your mercy and your faith keep me safe for ever.
12 Thi Ulykker lejrer sig om mig i talløs Mængde, mine Synder har indhentet mig, så jeg ikke kan se, de er flere end Hovedets Hår, og Modet har svigtet.
For unnumbered evils are round about me; my sins have overtaken me, so that I am bent down with their weight; they are more than the hairs of my head, my strength is gone because of them.
13 Du værdiges, HERRE, at fri mig, HERRE, il mig til Hjælp.
Be pleased, O Lord, to take me out of danger; O Lord, come quickly and give me help.
14 Lad dem beskæmmes og rødme, som vil mig til Livs, og de, der ønsker mig ondt, lad dem vige med Skændsel;
Let those who go after my soul for its destruction have shame and trouble together; let them be turned back and made foolish who take pleasure in my trouble.
15 Lad dem stivne af Rædsel ved deres Skam, de, som siger: "Ha, ha!" til mig!
Let those who say to me, Aha, aha! be surprised because of their shame.
16 Lad alle, som søger dig, frydes og glædes i dig; lad dem, som elsker din Frelse, bestandig sige: "HERREN er stor!"
Let all those who are looking for you be glad and have joy in you; let the lovers of your salvation ever say, May the Lord be great.
17 Er jeg end arm og fattig, vil Herren dog tænke på mig. Du er min Hjælp og min Frelser; tøv ej, min Gud!
Though I am poor and in need, the Lord has me in mind; you are my help and my saviour; let there be no waiting, O my God.
