Psalms 141

1 Jehovah, I have called upon thee. Make haste to me. Give ear to my voice when I call to thee.

En Salme af David. HERRE, jeg raaber til dig, il mig til Hjælp, hør min Røst, naar jeg raaber til dig;

2 Let my prayer be set forth as incense before thee, the lifting up of my hands as the evening sacrifice.

som Røgoffer gælde for dig min Bøn, mine løftede Hænder som Aftenoffer!

3 Set a watch, O Jehovah, before my mouth. Keep the door of my lips.

HERRE, sæt Vagt ved min Mund, vogt mine Læbers Dør!

4 Incline not my heart to any evil thing, to practice deeds of wickedness with men who work iniquity. And let me not eat of their dainties.

Bøj ikke mit Hjerte til ondt, til at gøre gudløs Gerning sammen med Udaadsmænd; deres lækre Mad vil jeg ikke smage.

5 Let a righteous man smite me, as a kindness. And let him reprove me, as oil upon the head. Let not my head refuse it. For even in their wickedness my prayer shall continue.

Slaar en retfærdig mig, saa er det Kærlighed; revser han mig, er det Olie for Hovedet, ej skal mit Hoved vise det fra sig, end sætter jeg min Bøn imod deres Ondskab.

6 Their judges are thrown down by the sides of the rock. And they shall hear my words, for they are sweet.

Ned ad Klippens Skrænter skal Dommerne hos dem styrtes, og de skal høre, at mine Ord er liflige.

7 Like plowing and furrowing the earth, our bones are scattered at the mouth of Sheol. (Sheol h7585)

Som naar man pløjer Jorden i Furer, spredes vore Ben ved Dødsrigets Gab. (Sheol h7585)

8 For my eyes are to thee, O Jehovah the Lord. In thee do I take refuge. Leave not my soul destitute.

Dog, mine Øjne er rettet paa dig, o HERRE, Herre, paa dig forlader jeg mig, giv ikke mit Liv til Pris!

9 Keep me from the snare which they have laid for me, and from the traps of the workers of iniquity.

Vogt mig for Fælden, de stiller for mig, og Udaadsmændenes Snarer;

10 Let the wicked fall into their own nets, while I pass over.

lad de gudløse falde i egne Garn, medens jeg gaar uskadt videre.