Psalms 63

1 A Psalm of David, when he was in the wilderness of Idumea. O God, my God, I cry to thee early; my soul has thirsted for thee: how often has my flesh [longed] after thee, in a barren and trackless and dry land!

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

2 Thus have I appeared before thee in the sanctuary, that I might see thy power and thy glory.

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 For thy mercy is better than life: my lips shall praise thee.

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

4 Thus will I bless thee during my life: I will lift up my hands in thy name.

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

5 Let my soul be filled as with marrow and fatness; and [my] joyful lips shall praise thy name.

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

6 Forasmuch as I have remembered thee on my bed: in the early seasons I have meditated on thee.

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

7 For thou hast been my helper, and in the shelter of thy wings will I rejoice.

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

8 My soul has kept very close behind thee: thy right hand has upheld me.

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

9 But they vainly sought after my soul; they shall go into the lowest parts o the earth.

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

10 They shall be delivered up to the power of the sword; they shall be portions for foxes.

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

11 But the king shall rejoice in God; every one that swears by him shall be praised; for the mouth of them that speak unjust things has been 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.