Psalms 54

1 To the chief music-maker; on Neginoth. Maschil. Of David. When the Ziphites came and said to Saul, Is not David keeping himself secret among us? Let your name be my salvation, O God; let my cause be judged by your strength.

(Til sangmesteren. Med strengespil. En maskil af David, da zifitterne kom og sagde til Saul: "David har skjult sig hos os".) Frels mig o Gud, ved dit navn og skaf mig min ret ved din Vælde,

2 Let my prayer come before you, O God; give ear to the words of my mouth.

hør, o Gud, min Bøn, lyt til min Munds Ord!

3 For men who are going after me have come out against me, violent men are purposing to take my soul; they have not put God before their eyes. (Selah)

Thi frække står op imod mig, Voldsmænd vil tage mit Liv; Gud har de ikke for Øje. (Sela)

4 See, God is my helper: the Lord is the great supporter of my soul.

Se, min Hjælper er Gud, Herren støtter min Sjæl!

5 Let the evil works of my haters come back on them again; let them be cut off by your good faith.

Det onde vende sig mod mine Fjender, udryd dem i din Trofasthed!

6 Freely will I make my offerings to you; I will give praise to your name, O Lord, for it is good.

Da vil jeg frivilligt ofre til dig, prise dit Navn, o HERRE, thi det er godt;

7 Because it has been my saviour from all my trouble; and my eyes have seen the punishment of my haters.

thi det frier mig ud af al Nød; mit Øje skuer med Fryd mine Fjender!