Psalms 41

1 Unto the end. A Psalm of David himself. Blessed is he who shows understanding toward the needy and the poor. The Lord will deliver him in the evil day.

Til Sangmesteren. En Salme af David.

2 May the Lord preserve him and give him life, and make him blessed upon the earth. And may he not hand him over to the will of his adversaries.

Salig den Mand, der tager sig af de svage, ham frelser HERREN paa Ulykkens Dag;

3 May the Lord bring him help on his bed of sorrow. In his infirmity, you have changed his entire covering.

HERREN vogter ham, holder ham i Live, det gaar ham vel i Landet, han giver ham ikke i Fjendevold.

4 I said, “O Lord, be merciful to me. Heal my soul, because I have sinned against you.”

Paa Sottesengen staar HERREN ham bi, hans Smertensleje gør du ham let.

5 My enemies have spoken evils against me. When will he die and his name perish?

Saa siger jeg da: Vær mig naadig, HERRE, helbred min Sjæl, jeg har syndet mod dig!

6 And when he came in to see me, he was speaking emptiness. His heart gathered iniquity to itself. He went outside, and he was speaking in the same way.

Mine Fjender ønsker mig ondt: »Hvornaar mon han dør og hans Navn udslettes?«

7 All my enemies were whispering against me. They were thinking up evils against me.

Kommer en i Besøg, saa fører han hyklerisk Tale, hans Hjerte samler paa ondt, og saa gaar han bort og taler derom.

8 They established an unjust word against me. Will he that sleeps no longer rise again?

Mine Avindsmænd hvisker sammen imod mig, alle regner de med, at det gaar mig ilde:

9 For even the man of my peace, in whom I hoped, who ate my bread, has greatly supplanted me.

»En dødelig Sot har grebet ham; han ligger der — kommer aldrig op!«

10 But you, O Lord, have mercy on me, and raise me up again. And I will requite them.

Endog min Ven, som jeg stolede paa, som spiste mit Brød, har løftet Hælen imod mig.

11 By this, I knew that you preferred me: because my adversary will not rejoice over me.

Men du, o HERRE, vær mig naadig og rejs mig, saa jeg kan øve Gengæld imod dem.

12 But you have sustained me, because of my innocence, and you have confirmed me in your sight in eternity.

Deraf kan jeg kende, at du har mig kær, at min Fjende ikke skal juble over mig.

13 Blessed is the Lord God of Israel, for all generations and even forever. Amen. Amen.

Du holder mig oppe i Kraft af min Uskyld, lader mig staa for dit Aasyn til evig Tid. Lovet være HERREN, Israels Gud, fra Evighed og til Evighed, Amen, Amen!