Salme 81
1 (Til Sangmesteren. Al-haggittit. Af Asaf.) Jubler for Gud, vor Styrke, råb af fryd for Jakobs Gud,
For the choirmaster. According to Gittith. Of Asaph. Sing for joy to God our strength; make a joyful noise to the God of Jacob.
2 istem Lovsang, lad Pauken lyde, den liflige Citer og Harpen;
Lift up a song, strike the tambourine, play the sweet-sounding harp and lyre.
3 stød i Hornet på Nymånedagen, ved Fuldmåneskin på vor Højtidsdag!
Sound the ram’s horn at the New Moon, and at the full moon on the day of our Feast.
4 Thi det er Lov i Israel, et Bud fra Jakobs Gud;
For this is a statute for Israel, an ordinance of the God of Jacob.
5 han gjorde det til en Vedtægt i Josef, da han drog ud fra Ægypten, hvor han hørte et Sprog, han ikke kendte.
He ordained it as a testimony for Joseph when he went out over the land of Egypt, where I heard an unfamiliar language:
6 "Jeg fried hans Skulder for Byrden, hans Hænder slap fri for Kurven.
“I relieved his shoulder of the burden; his hands were freed from the basket.
7 I Nøden råbte du, og jeg frelste dig, jeg svarede dig i Tordenens Skjul, jeg prøvede dig ved Meribas Vande. (Sela)
You called out in distress, and I rescued you; I answered you from the cloud of thunder; I tested you at the waters of Meribah.
8 Hør, mit Folk, jeg vil vidne for dig, Israel, ak, om du hørte mig!
Hear, O My people, and I will warn you: O Israel, if only you would listen to Me!
9 En fremmed Gud må ej findes hos dig, tilbed ikke andres Gud!
There must be no strange god among you, nor shall you bow to a foreign god.
10 Jeg, HERREN, jeg er din Gud! som førte dig op fra Ægypten; luk din Mund vidt op, og jeg vil fylde den!
I am the LORD your God, who brought you up out of Egypt. Open wide your mouth, and I will fill it.
11 Men mit Folk vilde ikke høre min Røst, Israel lød mig ikke.
But My people would not listen to Me, and Israel would not obey Me.
12 Da lod jeg dem fare i deres Stivsind, de vandrede efter deres egne Råd.
So I gave them up to their stubborn hearts to follow their own devices.
13 Ak, vilde mit Folk dog høre mig, Israel gå mine Veje!
If only My people would listen to Me, if Israel would follow My ways,
14 Da kued jeg snart deres Fjender, vendte min Hånd mod deres Uvenner!
how soon I would subdue their enemies and turn My hand against their foes!
15 Deres Avindsmænd skulde falde og gå til Grunde for evigt;
Those who hate the LORD would feign obedience, and their doom would last forever.
16 jeg nærede dig med Hvedens Fedme, mættede dig med Honning fra Klippen!"
But I would feed you the finest wheat; with honey from the rock I would satisfy you.”
