< Psalms 56 >
1 For the end, concerning the people that were removed from the sanctuary, by David for a memorial, when the Philistines caught him in Geth. Have mercy upon me, O God; for man has trodden me down; all the day long he warring has afflicted me.
Til Sangmesteren; til „den stumme Due i det fjerne‟ af David; „et gyldent Smykke‟, der Filisterne havde grebet ham i Gath.
2 Mine enemies have trodden me down all the day from the dawning of the day; for there are many warring against me.
Gud! vær mig naadig; thi et Menneske søger at opsluge mig, Stridsmanden trænger mig den ganske Dag.
3 They shall be afraid, but I will trust in you.
Mine Fjender søge den ganske Dag at opsluge mig; thi de ere mange, som i Hovmod stride imod mig.
4 In God I will praise my words; all the day have I hoped in God; I will not fear what flesh shall do to me.
Paa den Dag, jeg frygter, forlader jeg mig paa dig.
5 All the day long they have abominated my words; all their devices [are] against me for evil.
I Gud vil jeg prise hans Ord; jeg forlader mig paa Gud, jeg vil ikke frygte; hvad kan Kød gøre mig?
6 They will dwell near and hide [themselves]; they will watch my steps, accordingly as I have waited patiently in my soul.
Den ganske Dag fordreje de mine Ord; alle deres Tanker ere imod mig til det onde.
7 You will on no account save them; you will bring down the people in wrath.
De holde sig sammen, de skjule sig, de tage Vare paa mine Fodspor, ligesom de have tragtet efter mit Liv.
8 O God, I have declared my life to you; you has set my tears before you, even according to your promise.
Skulde de undkomme ved deres Uretfærdighed? Gud! nedstød disse Folk i Vrede!
9 Mine enemies shall be turned back, in the day wherein I shall call upon you; behold, I know that you are my God.
Du har talt mine Landflygtighedsdage; gem mine Taarer i din Flaske; staa de ikke i din Bog?
10 In God, will I praise [his] word; in the Lord will I praise [his] saying.
Da skulle mine Fjender vende tilbage paa den Dag, jeg raaber; dette ved jeg, at du er min Gud.
11 I have hoped in God; I will not be afraid of what man shall do to me.
I Gud vil jeg prise Ordet; i Herren vil jeg prise Ordet.
12 The vows of your praise, O God, which I will pay, are upon me.
Jeg forlader mig paa Gud, jeg vil ikke frygte; hvad skulde et Menneske gøre mig?
13 For you have delivered my soul from death, and my feet from sliding, that I should be well-pleasing before God in the land of the living.
Gud! Løfter til dig hvile paa mig, med Taksigelse vil jeg betale dig. Thi du friede min Sjæl fra Døden, ja, mine Fødder fra Fald, at jeg skal vandre for Guds Ansigt i de levendes Lys.