Salme 5
1 (Til sangmesteren. El-hannehilot. En salme af David.) HERRE, lytt til mit Ord og agt på mit suk,
To the Chief Musician. For the Flutes. A Melody of David. To my words, give ear, O Yahweh, Understand thou my softly murmured prayer:
2 lån Øre til mit Nødråb, min Konge og Gud, thi jeg beder til dig!
Attend to the voice of my cry, my King and my God, for, unto thee, do I pray.
3 Årle hører du, HERRE, min Røst, årle bringer jeg dig min Sag og spejder.
O Yahweh! in the morning, shalt thou hear my voice, In the morning, will I set in order unto thee, and keep watch;
4 Thi du er ikke en Gud, der ynder Ugudelighed, den onde kan ikke gæste dig,
For, not a GOD finding pleasure in lawlessness, art thou, and wrong can be no guest of thine:
5 for dig skal Dårer ej træde frem, du hader hver Udådsmand,
Boasters, shall not station themselves, before thine eyes, —Thou hatest all workers of iniquity:
6 tilintetgør dem, der farer med Løgn; en blodstænkt, svigefuld Mand er HERREN en Afsky.
Thou wilt destroy them who speak falsehood, —The man of bloodshed and of deceit, Yahweh abhorreth.
7 Men jeg kan gå ind i dit Hus af din store Nåde og vendt mod dit hellige Tempel bøje mig i din Frygt.
But, I, in the abounding of thy lovingkindness, will enter thy house, I will bow down towards thy holy temple, in reverence of thee:
8 Så led mig for mine Fjenders Skyld i din Retfærd, HERRE, jævn din Vej for mit Ansigt!
O Yahweh! lead me in thy righteousness, because of mine adversaries, Make even, before me, thy way:
9 Thi blottet for Sandhed er deres Mund, deres Hjerte en Afgrund, Struben en åben Grav, deres Tunge er glat.
For in his mouth is nothing worthy of trust, Their inward purpose, is engulphing ruin, —An opened sepulchre, is their throat, With their tongue, speak they smooth things.
10 Døm dem, o Gud, lad dem falde for egne Rænker, bortstød dem for deres Synders Mængde, de trodser jo dig.
Declare them guilty, O God, Let them fall by their own counsels, —Into the throng of their own transgressions, thrust them down, For they have rebelled against thee: —
11 Lad alle glædes, som lider på dig, evindelig frydes, skærm dem, som elsker dit Navn, lad dem juble i dig!
That all may rejoice who seek refuge in thee, to times age-abiding, may shout in triumph, that thou wilt protect them, and they may leap for joy in thee who are lovers of thy Name.
12 Thi du velsigner den retfærdige, HERRE, du dækker ham med Nåde som Skjold.
For, thou, wilt bless the righteous man, O Yahweh, As with an all-covering shield—with good pleasure, wilt thou encompass him.
