Salme 41

1 (Til sangmesteren. En salme af David.) Salig den Mand, der tager sig af de svage, ham frelser HERREN på Ulykkens Dag;

For the leader; for Jeduthun. A psalm of David. Happy are those who consider the weak; in the day of misfortune the Lord will deliver them.

2 HERREN vogter ham, holder ham i Live, det går ham vel i Landet, han giver ham ikke i Fjendevold.

He will keep them safe, happy, and long in the land, and not give them up to the rage of their foes.

3 På Sottesengen står HERREN ham bi, hans Smertensleje gør du ham let.

The Lord will sustain them on bed of languishing; tending their sickness, as long as they lie.

4 Så siger jeg da: Vær mig nådig, HERRE, helbred min Sjæl, jeg har syndet mod dig!

For this cause I say, ‘Lord, show me your favour; heal me, because I have sinned against you.’

5 Mine Fjender ønsker mig ondt: "Hvornår mon han dør og hans Navn udslettes?"

My enemies speak of me nothing but evil, ‘When will he die, and his name pass away?’

6 Kommer en i Besøg, så fører han hyklerisk Tale, hans Hjerte samler på ondt, og så går han bort og taler derom.

When one comes to see me, their words ring hollow; their heart keeps gathering mischief the while; and when they go out, they give it speech.

7 Mine Avindsmænd hvisker sammen imod mig, alle regner de med, at det går mig ilde:

In secret they whisper together against me, all those who hate me plot evil against me.

8 "En dødelig Sot har grebet ham; han ligger der - kommer aldrig op!"

‘Some fatal disease has fastened upon him; and now that he lies, he will rise up no more.’

9 Endog min Ven, som jeg stolede på, som spiste mit Brød, har løftet Hælen imod mig.

My most trusted friend, on whom I relied, who ate of my bread, has turned against me.

10 Men du, o HERRE, vær mig nådig og rejs mig, så jeg kan øve Gengæld imod dem.

But do you, Lord, graciously raise me up, that I may pay them their due reward.

11 Deraf kan jeg kende, at du har mig kær, at min Fjende ikke skal juble over mig.

By this will I know you delight in me: if my foes may not shout over me in triumph.

12 Du holder mig oppe i Kraft af min Uskyld, lader mig stå for dit Åsyn til evig Tid.

For my innocence you uphold me, and set me forever before your face.

13 Lovet være HERREN, Israels Gud, fra Evighed og til Evighed, Amen, Amen!

Blessed be the Lord, the God of Israel, from everlasting to everlasting, Amen and Amen.