Salme 62
1 (Til sangmesteren. Til Jedutun. En salme af David.) Min Sjæl er Stille for Gud alene, min Frelse kommer fra ham;
To the chief music-maker. After Jeduthun. A Psalm. Of David. My soul, put all your faith in God; for from him comes my salvation.
2 ja, han er min Klippe, min Frelse, mit Værn, jeg skal ikke rokkes meget.
He only is my Rock and my salvation; he is my high tower; I will not be greatly moved.
3 Hvor længe stormer I løs på en Mand, - alle slår I ham ned - som på en hældende Væg, en faldende Mur?
How long will you go on designing evil against a man? running against him as against a broken wall, which is on the point of falling?
4 Ja, de oplægger Råd om at styrte ham fra hans Højhed. De elsker Løgn, velsigner med Munden, men forbander i deres Indre. (Sela)
Their only thought is to put him down from his place of honour; their delight is in deceit: blessing is in their mouths but cursing in their hearts. (Selah)
5 Vær stille hos Gud alene, min Sjæl, thi fra ham kommer mit Håb;
My soul, put all your faith in God; for from him comes my hope.
6 ja, han er min Klippe, min Frelse, mit Værn, jeg skal ikke rokkes.
He only is my Rock and my salvation; he is my high tower; I will not be greatly moved.
7 Hos Gud er min Hjælp og min Ære, min stærke Klippe, min Tilflugt har jeg i Gud;
In God is my salvation, and my glory; the Rock of my strength, and my safe place.
8 stol på ham, al Folkets Forsamling, udøs for ham eders Hjerte, Gud er vor Tilflugt. (Sela)
Have faith in him at all times, you people; let your hearts go flowing out before him: God is our safe place. (Selah)
9 Kun Tomhed er Mennesker, Mænd en Løgn, på Vægtskålen vipper de op, de er Tomhed til Hobe.
Truly men of low birth are nothing, and men of high position are not what they seem; if they are put in the scales together they are less than a breath.
10 Forlad eder ikke på vold, lad jer ikke blænde af Ran; om Rigdommen vokser, agt ikke derpå!
Have no faith in the rewards of evil-doing, or in profits wrongly made: if your wealth is increased, do not put your hopes on it.
11 Een Gang talede Gud, to Gange hørte jeg det: at Magten er Guds,
Once has God said, twice has it come to my ears, that power is God's:
12 Og Miskundhed er hos dig, o Herre. Thi enhver gengælder du efter hans Gerning.
And mercy, O Lord, is yours, for you give to every man the reward of his work.
