< Psalms 64 >

1 To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of David. O God, let the voice of my grief come to your ear: keep my life from the fear of those who are against me.
(Til sangmesteren. En salme af David.) Hør, o Gud, min røst, når jeg klager, skærm mit Liv mod den rædsomme Fjende;
2 Keep me safe from the secret purpose of wrongdoers; from the band of the workers of evil;
skjul mig for Ugerningsmændenes Råd, for Udådsmændenes travle Hob.
3 Who make their tongues sharp like a sword, and whose arrows are pointed, even bitter words;
der hvæsser Tungen som Sværd, lægger giftige Ord på Buen
4 So that in secret they may let loose their arrows at the upright, suddenly and unseen.
for i Løn at ramme den skyldfri, ramme ham brat og uset.
5 They make themselves strong in an evil purpose; they make holes for secret nets; they say, Who will see it,
Ihærdigt lægger de onde Råd, skryder af, at de lægger Snarer siger: "Hvem skulde se os?"
6 Or make discovery of our secret purpose? The design is framed with care; and the inner thought of a man, and his heart, is deep.
De udtænker onde Gerninger, fuldfører en gennemtænkt Tanke - og Menneskets Indre og Hjerte er dybt.
7 But God sends out an arrow against them; suddenly they are wounded.
Da rammer Gud dem med en Pil af Slaget rammes de brat;
8 The evil of their tongues is the cause of their fall; all those who see them are shaking their heads at them.
han styrter dem for deres Tunges Skyld. Enhver, som ser dem, ryster på Hovedet;
9 And in fear men make public the works of God; and giving thought to his acts they get wisdom.
alle Mennesker frygter, forkynder, hvad Gud har gjort, og fatter hans Hænders Geming;
10 The upright will be glad in the Lord and have hope in him; and all the lovers of righteousness will give him glory.
de retfærdige glædes i HERREN og lider på ham, de oprigtige af Hjertet jubler til Hobe!

< Psalms 64 >