Psalms 10
1 Why, Jehovah, standest thou afar off? [Why] hidest thou thyself in times of distress?
Herre! hvorfor staar du saa langt borte! hvorfor skjuler du dig i Nødens Tider?
2 The wicked, in his pride, doth hotly pursue the afflicted. They shall be taken in the devices that they have imagined.
Ved den ugudeliges Hovmod ængstes de elendige; de gribes i de Tanker, hvilke han optænkte.
3 For the wicked boasteth of his soul's desire, and he blesseth the covetous; he contemneth Jehovah.
Thi den ugudelige roser sig af sin Sjæls Begæring, og den rovgerrige velsigner sig, Herren foragter han.
4 The wicked [saith], in the haughtiness of his countenance, He doth not search out: all his thoughts are, There is no God!
Den ugudelige sætter Næsen højt og siger: Der er ingen Hjemsøgelse; der er ingen Gud, saa ere alle hans Tanker.
5 His ways always succeed; thy judgments are far above out of his sight; [as for] all his adversaries, he puffeth at them.
Hans Veje lykkes altid, dine Domme ere ham for høje; han trodser alle sine Fjender.
6 He saith in his heart, I shall not be moved; from generation to generation I shall be in no adversity.
Han siger i sit Hjerte: Jeg skal ikke rokkes, fra Slægt til Slægt skal jeg ikke komme i Ulykke.
7 His mouth is full of cursing, and deceit, and oppression; under his tongue is mischief and iniquity.
Hans Mund er fuld af Banden og Svig og Bedrageri, under hans Tunge er Uret og Ondskab.
8 He sitteth in the lurking-places of the villages; in the secret places doth he slay the innocent: his eyes watch for the wretched.
Han sidder paa Lur i Byerne, i Skjul ihjelslaar han en uskyldig; hans Øjne spejde efter den svage.
9 He lieth in wait secretly, like a lion in his thicket; he lieth in wait to catch the afflicted: he doth catch the afflicted, drawing him into his net.
Han lurer i Skjul som en Løve i sin Hule, han lurer paa at gribe en elendig; han griber den elendige, idet han drager ham i sit Garn.
10 He croucheth, he boweth down, that the wretched may fall by his strong ones.
Knuste synke disse hen, og for hans vældige falde de svage.
11 He saith in his heart, God hath forgotten, he hideth his face, he will never see [it].
Han siger i sit Hjerte: Gud har glemt det, han har skjult sit Ansigt, han ser det ikke i Evighed.
12 Arise, Jehovah; O God, lift up thy hand: forget not the afflicted.
Staa op, Herre! Gud, opløft din Haand, glem ikke de elendige!
13 Wherefore doth the wicked contemn God? He hath said in his heart, Thou wilt not require [it].
Hvorfor skal en ugudelig foragte Gud? han siger i sit Hjerte: Du hjemsøger ikke.
14 Thou hast seen [it], for thou thyself beholdest trouble and vexation, to requite by thy hand. The wretched committeth himself unto thee; thou hast been the helper of the fatherless.
Du ser det! thi du skuer Møje og Fortræd, saa at de kunne lægges i din Haand; den svage forlader sig paa dig, du har været den faderløses Hjælper.
15 Break thou the arm of the wicked, and as for the evil man, seek out his wickedness [till] thou find none.
Sønderbryd den ugudeliges Arm; og hjemsøg den ondes Ugudelighed, indtil du ikke finder den mere.
16 Jehovah is King for ever and ever: the nations have perished out of his land.
Herren er Konge evindelig, og altid; Hedningerne omkomme af hans Land.
17 Jehovah, thou hast heard the desire of the meek, thou hast established their heart: thou causest thine ear to hear,
Du, Herre! hører de elendiges Begæring, du styrker deres Hjerte, du lader dit Øre mærke derpaa
18 To do justice to the fatherless and the oppressed one, that the man of the earth may terrify no more.
for at skaffe den faderløse og ringe Ret; ej længer skal et Menneske, der er af Jorden, vedblive at volde Skræk.
