Psalms 52

1 For the choirmaster. A Maskil of David. After Doeg the Edomite went to Saul and told him, “David has gone to the house of Ahimelech.” Why do you boast of evil, O mighty man? The loving devotion of God endures all day long.

(Til sangmesteren. En maskil af David, da edomitten Doeg kom og meldte Saul, at David var gået ind i Ahimeleks hus.) Du stærke, hvi bryster du dig af din Ondskab imod den fromme?

2 Your tongue devises destruction like a sharpened razor, O worker of deceit.

Du pønser hele Dagen på ondt; din Tunge er hvas som en Kniv, du Rænkesmed,

3 You love evil more than good, falsehood more than speaking truth.

du foretrækker ondt for godt, Løgn for sanddru Tale. (Sela)

4 You love every word that devours, O deceitful tongue.

Du elsker al ødelæggende Tale, du falske Tunge!

5 Surely God will bring you down to everlasting ruin; He will snatch you up and tear you away from your tent; He will uproot you from the land of the living.

Derfor styrte Gud dig for evigt, han gribe dig, rive dig ud af dit Telt, han rykke dig op af de levendes Land! (Sela)

6 The righteous will see and fear; they will mock the evildoer, saying,

De retfærdige ser det, frygter og håner ham leende:

7 “Look at the man who did not make God his refuge, but trusted in the abundance of his wealth and strengthened himself by destruction.”

"Se der den Mand, der ej gjorde Gud til sit Værn, men stoled på sin megen Rigdom, trodsede på sin Velstand!"

8 But I am like an olive tree flourishing in the house of God; I trust in the loving devotion of God forever and ever.

Men jeg er som et frodigt Olietræ i Guds Hus, Guds Miskundhed stoler jeg evigt og altid på.

9 I will praise You forever, because You have done it. I will wait on Your name— for it is good— in the presence of Your saints.

Evindelig takker jeg dig, fordi du greb ind; jeg vidner iblandt dine fromme, at godt er dit Navn.