Salme 41

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

To the Overseer. — A Psalm of David. O the happiness of him Who is acting wisely unto the poor, In a day of evil doth Jehovah deliver him.

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

Jehovah doth preserve him and revive him, He is happy in the land, And Thou givest him not into the will of his enemies.

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

Jehovah supporteth on a couch of sickness, All his bed Thou hast turned in his weakness.

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

I — I said, 'O Jehovah, favour me, Heal my soul, for I did sin against Thee,'

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

Mine enemies say evil of me: When he dieth — his name hath perished!

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

And if he came to see — vanity he speaketh, His heart gathereth iniquity to itself, He goeth out — at the street he speaketh.

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

All hating me whisper together against me, Against me they devise evil to me:

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

A thing of Belial is poured out on him, And because he lay down he riseth not again.

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

Even mine ally, in whom I trusted, One eating my bread, made great the heel against me,

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

And Thou, Jehovah, favour me, And cause me to rise, And I give recompence to them.

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

By this I have known, That Thou hast delighted in me, Because my enemy shouteth not over me.

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

As to me, in mine integrity, Thou hast taken hold upon me, And causest me to stand before Thee to the age.

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

Blessed [is] Jehovah, God of Israel, From the age — and unto the age. Amen and Amen.