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 choirmaster with stringed instruments a poem of David. When came the Ziphites and they said to Saul ¿ not [is] David hiding himself with us. O God by name your save me and by strength your you will vindicate me.

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

O God hear prayer my give ear! to [the] words of mouth my.

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

For strangers - they have risen up on me and ruthless [people] they have sought life my not they have set God to before themselves (Selah)

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

Here! God [is] a helper of me [the] Lord [is] [those who] sustain life my.

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

(May he bring back *Q(K)*) the evil to enemies my in faithfulness your destroy them.

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

In voluntariness I will sacrifice to you I will give thanks to name your O Yahweh for [it is] good.

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

For from every trouble he has delivered me and on enemies my it has looked eye my.