Salme 7
1 (En Sjiggajon af David, som han sang for HERREN i anledning af benjaminitten Kusj' ord.) HERRE min Gud, jeg lider på dig, frels mig og fri mig fra hver min Forfølger,
O LORD my God, in you do I put my trust: save me from all them that persecute me, and deliver me:
2 at han ej som en Løve skal rive mig sønder, bortrive, uden at nogen befrier.
Lest he tear my soul like a lion, rending it in pieces, while there is none to deliver.
3 HERRE min Gud, har jeg handlet så, er der Uret i mine Hænder,
O LORD my God, If I have done this; if there be iniquity in my hands;
4 har jeg voldet dem ondt, der holdt Fred med mig, uden Årsag gjort mine Fjender Men,
If I have rewarded evil to him that was at peace with me; (yes, I have delivered him that without cause is my enemy: )
5 så forfølge og indhente Fjenden min Sjæl, han træde mit Liv til Jorden og kaste min Ære i Støvet. (Sela)
Let the enemy persecute my soul, and take it; yes, let him tread down my life on the earth, and lay my honor in the dust. (Selah)
6 HERRE, stå op i din Vrede, rejs dig imod mine Fjenders Fnysen, vågn op, min Gud, du sætte Retten!
Arise, O LORD, in your anger, lift up yourself because of the rage of my enemies: and awake for me to the judgment that you have commanded.
7 Lad Folkeflokken samles om dig, tag Sæde over den hist i det høje!
So shall the congregation of the people compass you about: for their sakes therefore return you on high.
8 HERREN dømmer Folkeslag. Mig dømme du, HERRE, efter min Retfærd og Uskyld!
The LORD shall judge the people: judge me, O LORD, according to my righteousness, and according to my integrity that is in me.
9 På gudløses Ondskab gøre du Ende, støt den retfærdige, du, som prøver Hjerter og Nyrer, retfærdige Gud.
Oh let the wickedness of the wicked come to an end; but establish the just: for the righteous God tries the hearts and reins.
10 Mit Skjold er hos Gud, han frelser de oprigtige af Hjertet;
My defense is of God, which saves the upright in heart.
11 retfærdig som Dommer er Gud, en Gud, der hver Dag vredes.
God judges the righteous, and God is angry with the wicked every day.
12 Visselig hvæsser han atter sit Sværd, han spænder sin Bue og sigter;
If he turn not, he will whet his sword; he has bent his bow, and made it ready.
13 men mod sig selv har han rettet de dræbende Våben, gjort sine Pile til brændende Pile.
He has also prepared for him the instruments of death; he ordains his arrows against the persecutors.
14 Se, hanundfanger Tomhed, svanger med Ulykke føder han Blændværk;
Behold, he travails with iniquity, and has conceived mischief, and brought forth falsehood.
15 han grov en Grube, han huled den ud, men faldt i den Grav, han gjorde.
He made a pit, and dig it, and is fallen into the ditch which he made.
16 Ulykken falder ned på hans Hoved, hans Uret rammer hans egen Isse.
His mischief shall return on his own head, and his violent dealing shall come down on his own pate.
17 Jeg vil takke HERREN for hans Retfærd, lovsynge HERREN den Højestes Navn.
I will praise the LORD according to his righteousness: and will sing praise to the name of the LORD most high.
