Psalms 63

1 A Psalm. Of David. When he was in the waste land of Judah. O God, you are my God; early will I make my search for you: my soul is dry for need of you, my flesh is wasted with desire for you, as a dry and burning land where no water is;

En Salme af David, da han var i Judas Ørken.

2 To see your power and your glory, as I have seen you in the holy place.

Gud, du er min Gud, dig søger jeg, efter dig tørster min Sjæl, efter dig længes mit Kød i et tørt, vansmægtende, vandløst Land

3 Because your mercy is better than life, my lips will give you praise.

(saaledes var det, jeg saa dig i Helligdommen) for at skue din Vælde og Ære;

4 So will I go on blessing you all my life, lifting up my hands in your name.

thi din Naade er bedre end Liv, mine Læber skal synge din Pris.

5 My soul will be comforted, as with good food; and my mouth will give you praise with songs of joy;

Da vil jeg love dig hele mit Liv, opløfte Hænderne i dit Navn,

6 When the memory of you comes to me on my bed, and when I give thought to you in the night-time.

Som med fede Retter mættes min Sjæl, med jublende Læber priser min Mund dig,

7 Because you have been my help, I will have joy in the shade of your wings.

naar jeg kommer dig i Hu paa mit Leje, i Nattevagterne tænker paa dig;

8 My soul keeps ever near you: your right hand is my support.

thi du er blevet min Hjælp, og jeg jubler i dine Vingers Skygge.

9 But those whose desire is my soul's destruction will go down to the lower parts of the earth.

Dig klynger min Sjæl sig til, din højre holder mig fast.

10 They will be cut off by the sword; they will be food for foxes.

Forgæves staar de mig efter Livet, i Jordens Dyb skal de synke,

11 But the king will have joy in God; everyone who takes an oath by him will have cause for pride; but the false mouth will be stopped.

gives i Sværdets Vold og vorde Sjakalers Bytte. Men Kongen glædes i Gud; enhver, der sværger ved ham, skal juble, thi Løgnernes Mund skal lukkes.