Salme 9
1 (Til sangmesteren. Al-mut-labben. En Salme af David.) Jeg vil takke HERREN af hele mit Hjerte, kundgøre alle dine Undere,
To the chief Musician. Upon Muthlabben. A Psalm of David. I will praise Jehovah with my whole heart; I will recount all thy marvellous works.
2 glæde og fryde mig i dig, lovsynge dit Navn, du Højeste,
I will be glad and rejoice in thee; I will sing forth thy name, O Most High.
3 fordi mine Fjender veg, faldt og forgik for dit Åsyn.
When mine enemies turned back, they stumbled and perished at thy presence:
4 Thi du hævded min Ret og min Sag, du sad på Tronen som Retfærds Dommer.
For thou hast maintained my right and my cause. Thou sittest on the throne, judging righteously.
5 Du trued ad Folkene, rydded de gudløse ud, deres Navn har du slettet for evigt.
Thou hast rebuked the nations, thou hast destroyed the wicked; thou hast put out their name for ever and ever.
6 Fjenden er borte, lagt øde for stedse, du omstyrted Byer, de mindes ej mer.
O enemy! destructions are ended for ever. — Thou hast also destroyed cities, even the remembrance of them hath perished.
7 Men HERREN troner evindelig, han rejste sin Trone til Dom,
But Jehovah sitteth for ever; he hath ordained his throne for judgment.
8 skal dømme Verden med Retfærd, fælde Dom over Folkefærd med Ret.
And it is he that will judge the world with righteousness; he shall execute judgment upon the peoples with equity.
9 HERREN blev de fortryktes Tilflugt, en Tilflugt i Trængselstider;
And Jehovah will be a refuge to the oppressed one, a refuge in times of distress.
10 og de stoler på dig, de, som kender dit Navn, thi du svigted ej dem, der søgte dig, HERRE.
And they that know thy name will confide in thee; for thou, Jehovah, hast not forsaken them that seek thee.
11 Lovsyng HERREN, der bor på Zion, kundgør blandt Folkene, hvad han har gjort!
Sing psalms to Jehovah who dwelleth in Zion; tell among the peoples his doings.
12 Thi han, der hævner Blodskyld, kom dem i Hu, han glemte ikke de armes Råb:
For when he maketh inquisition for blood, he remembereth them; the cry of the afflicted ones hath he not forgotten.
13 "HERRE, vær nådig, se, hvad jeg lider af Avindsmænd, du, som løfter mig op fra Dødens Porte,
Be gracious unto me, O Jehovah; consider mine affliction from them that hate me, lifting me up from the gates of death:
14 at jeg kan kundgøre al din Pris, juble over din Frelse i Zions Datters Porte!"
That I may declare all thy praise in the gates of the daughter of Zion. I will be joyful in thy salvation.
15 Folkene sank i Graven, de grov, deres Fod blev hildet i Garnet, de satte.
The nations are sunk down in the pit [that] they made; in the net that they hid is their own foot taken.
16 HERREN blev åbenbar, holdt Dom, den gudløse hildedes i sine Hænders Gerning. - Higgajon (Sela)
Jehovah is known [by] the judgment he hath executed: the wicked is ensnared in the work of his own hands. (Higgaion, Selah)
The wicked shall be turned into Sheol, all the nations that forget God. (Sheol h7585)
18 Thi den fattige glemmes ikke for evigt, ej skuffes evindelig ydmyges Håb.
For the needy one shall not be forgotten alway; the hope of the meek shall not perish for ever.
19 Rejs dig, HERRE, lad ikke Mennesker få Magten, lad Folkene dømmes for dit Åsyn;
Arise, Jehovah; let not man prevail: let the nations be judged in thy sight.
20 HERRE, slå dem med Rædsel, lad Folkene kende, at de er Mennesker! (Sela)
Put them in fear, Jehovah: that the nations may know themselves to be but men. (Selah)
