Salme 62
1 (Til sangmesteren. Til Jedutun. En salme af David.) Min Sjæl er Stille for Gud alene, min Frelse kommer fra ham;
Truly my soul waits on God: 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 defense; I shall 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 imagine mischief against a man? you shall be slain all of you: as a bowing wall shall you be, and as a tottering fence.
4 Ja, de oplægger Råd om at styrte ham fra hans Højhed. De elsker Løgn, velsigner med Munden, men forbander i deres Indre. (Sela)
They only consult to cast him down from his excellency: they delight in lies: they bless with their mouth, but they curse inwardly. (Selah)
5 Vær stille hos Gud alene, min Sjæl, thi fra ham kommer mit Håb;
My soul, wait you only on God; for my expectation is from him.
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 defense; I shall not be 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 refuge, is in God.
8 stol på ham, al Folkets Forsamling, udøs for ham eders Hjerte, Gud er vor Tilflugt. (Sela)
Trust in him at all times; you people, pour out your heart before him: God is a refuge for us. (Selah)
9 Kun Tomhed er Mennesker, Mænd en Løgn, på Vægtskålen vipper de op, de er Tomhed til Hobe.
Surely men of low degree are vanity, and men of high degree are a lie: to be laid in the balance, they are altogether lighter than vanity.
10 Forlad eder ikke på vold, lad jer ikke blænde af Ran; om Rigdommen vokser, agt ikke derpå!
Trust not in oppression, and become not vain in robbery: if riches increase, set not your heart on them.
11 Een Gang talede Gud, to Gange hørte jeg det: at Magten er Guds,
God has spoken once; twice have I heard this; that power belongs to God.
12 Og Miskundhed er hos dig, o Herre. Thi enhver gengælder du efter hans Gerning.
Also to you, O Lord, belongs mercy: for you render to every man according to his work.
