< Psalms 141 >
1 A Psalm of David. O Lord, I have cried to you; hear me: attend to the voice of my supplication, when I cry to you.
Herre! jeg har raabt til dig, skynd dig til mig, vend dine Øren til min Røst, naar jeg kalder paa dig.
2 Let my prayer be set forth before you as incense; the lifting up of my hands [as] an evening sacrifice.
Lad min Bøn staa som et Røgelseoffer for dit Ansigt, mine Hænders Opløftelse som et Aftenmadoffer.
3 Set a watch, O Lord, on my mouth, and a strong door about by lips.
Herre! sæt Vagt for min Mund, tag Vare paa mine Læbers Dør.
4 Incline not my heart to evil things, to employ pretexts for sins, with me who work iniquity: and I will not. let me not unite with their choice ones.
Bøj ikke mit Hjerte til nogen ond Handel, til at bedrive Misgerninger i Ugudelighed i Samfund med Mænd, som øve Uret; og lad mig ikke æde af deres lækre Mad!
5 The righteous shall chasten me with mercy, and reprove me: but let not the oil of the sinner anoint my head: for yet shall my prayer also be in their pleasures.
Lad en retfærdig slaa mig i Kærlighed og revse mig; mit Hoved skal ikke vise Hovedolien fra sig; thi min Bøn skal fremdeles møde hines Ondskab.
6 Their mighty ones have been swallowed up near the rock: they shall hear my words, for they are sweet.
Deres Dommere ere nedstyrtede i Klippens Favn; og de selv have hørt mine Ord, at de vare liflige.
7 As a lump of earth is crushed upon the ground, our bones have been scattered by the [mouth of] the grave. (Sheol )
Som naar en pløjer og furer Jorden, saa ere vore Ben spredte ved Dødsrigets Svælg. (Sheol )
8 For mine eyes are to you, O Lord God: I have hoped in you; take not away my life.
Thi til dig, Herre, Herre! se mine Øjne hen; paa dig forlader jeg mig; giv ikke min Sjæl til Pris!
9 Keep me from the snare which they have set for me, and from the stumbling blocks of them that work iniquity.
Bevar mig fra Snaren, som de have udstillet for mig, og fra deres Garn, som gøre Uret.
10 Sinners shall fall by their own net: I am alone until I shall escape.
Lad de ugudelige falde i deres eget Garn, medens jeg derhos slipper forbi.