Salme 54

1 (Til sangmesteren. Med strengespil. En maskil af David, da zifitterne kom og sagde til Saul: "David har skjult sig hos os".) Frels mig o Gud, ved dit navn og skaf mig min ret ved din Vælde,

“To the chief musician on Neginoth, a Maskil of David, When the Ziphim came and said to Saul, Behold, David is hiding himself with us.” O God, by thy name save me, and by thy strength grant me justice.

2 hør, o Gud, min Bøn, lyt til min Munds Ord!

O God, hear my prayer; give ear to the words of my mouth.

3 Thi frække står op imod mig, Voldsmænd vil tage mit Liv; Gud har de ikke for Øje. (Sela)

For strangers [to goodness] are risen up against me, and powerful oppressors seek after my soul: they have not set God before them. (Selah)

4 Se, min Hjælper er Gud, Herren støtter min Sjæl!

Behold, God is a helper unto me: the Lord is among those that uphold my soul.

5 Det onde vende sig mod mine Fjender, udryd dem i din Trofasthed!

He will cause the evil to return upon those that regard me with envy: in thy truth cut them off.

6 Da vil jeg frivilligt ofre til dig, prise dit Navn, o HERRE, thi det er godt;

I will liberally sacrifice unto thee: I will give thanks unto thy name, O Lord; for it is good.

7 thi det frier mig ud af al Nød; mit Øje skuer med Fryd mine Fjender!

For out of all distress hath he delivered me: and my eye hath seen [its desire] on my enemies.