Psalms 55
1 To the chief Musician. On stringed instruments: an instruction. Of David. Give ear to my prayer, O God; and hide not thyself from my supplication.
Til Sangmesteren; med Strengeleg; en Undervisning af David. Gud! vend Øren til min Bøn og skjul dig ikke for min ydmyge Begæring.
2 Attend unto me, and answer me: I wander about in my plaint, and I moan aloud,
Giv Agt paa mig og bønhør mig; jeg vil overlade mig til min Klage og hyle
3 Because of the voice of the enemy; because of the oppression of the wicked: for they cast iniquity upon me, and in anger they persecute me.
over Fjendens Røst, over den ugudeliges Undertrykkelse; thi de vælte Uret paa mig og hade mig i Vrede.
4 My heart is writhing within me, and the terrors of death are fallen upon me.
Mit Hjerte er bange inden i mig, og Dødens Rædsler ere faldne paa mig.
5 Fear and trembling are come upon me, and horror hath overwhelmed me.
Frygt og Bæven kom over mig, og Gru lægger sig over mig.
6 And I said, Oh that I had wings like a dove! I would fly away, and be at rest;
Og jeg sagde: Gid jeg havde Vinger som en Due, da vilde jeg flyve bort og fæste Bo.
7 Behold, I would flee afar off, I would lodge in the wilderness; (Selah)
Se, jeg vilde flygte langt bort; jeg vilde blive Natten over i Ørken. (Sela)
8 I would hasten my escape from the stormy wind, from the tempest.
Jeg vilde haste til et Tilflugtssted for mig, fra Hvirvelvinden og Stormen.
9 Swallow [them] up, Lord; divide their tongue: for I have seen violence and strife in the city.
Herre! opslug dem, gør deres Tunger uens; thi jeg har set Vold og Trætte i Staden.
10 Day and night they go about it upon the walls thereof; and iniquity and mischief are in the midst of it.
Dag og Nat omringe de den paa dens Mure, og Uret og Møje er inden i den.
11 Perversities are in the midst thereof; and oppression and deceit depart not from its streets.
Ondskab hersker inden i den, og Bedrageri og Svig vige ikke fra dens Gade.
12 For it is not an enemy that hath reproached me — then could I have borne it; neither is it he that hateth me that hath magnified [himself] against me — then would I have hidden myself from him;
Thi det er ikke en Fjende, som forhaaner mig, ellers maatte jeg bære det; det er ikke min Avindsmand, som gør sig stor over mig, ellers kunde jeg skjule mig for ham;
13 But it was thou, a man mine equal, mine intimate, my familiar friend. ...
men det er dig, et Menneske, som var min Jævnlige, min Ven og min Kynding,
14 We who held sweet intercourse together. To the house of God we walked amid the throng.
vi, som venligt holdt Raad sammen, som vandrede i Guds Hus iblandt Skaren.
15 Let death seize upon them, let them go down alive into Sheol. For wickedness is in their dwellings, in their midst. (Sheol h7585)
Døden føre Forglemmelse over dem! lad dem fare levende ned i Dødsriget; thi der er Ondskab i deres Boliger, i deres Inderste. (Sheol h7585)
16 As for me, unto God will I call; and Jehovah will save me.
Jeg vil raabe til Gud, og Herren skal frelse mig.
17 Evening, and morning, and at noon, will I pray and moan aloud; and he will hear my voice.
Jeg vil klage og hyle Aften og Morgen og Middag, og han vil høre min Røst.
18 He hath redeemed my soul in peace from the battle against me: for there were many about me.
Han har forløst min Sjæl i Fred fra Striden imod mig; thi de vare i Mængde mig imod.
19 God will hear, and afflict them: he that is seated of old, (Selah) ...because there is no change in them, and they fear not God.
Gud skal høre og svare dem, han, der bliver evindelig (Sela) efterdi der ingen Forandring er hos dem, og de ikke frygte Gud.
20 He hath put forth his hands against such as are at peace with him; he hath profaned his covenant.
Han har lagt Haand paa dem, som havde Fred med ham; han har vanhelliget sin Pagt.
21 Smooth were the milky [words] of his mouth, but his heart was war; his words were softer than oil, yet are they drawn swords.
Hans Munds Ord ere glatte som Smør; men der er Strid i hans Hjerte; hans Ord ere blødere end Olie, og dog ere de dragne Sværd.
22 Cast thy burden upon Jehovah, and he will sustain thee: he will never suffer the righteous to be moved.
Kast din Sag paa Herren, og han skal forsørge dig; han skal ikke evindelig tilstede, at den retfærdige rokkes.
23 And thou, O God, wilt bring them down into the pit of destruction: bloody and deceitful men shall not live out half their days. But as for me, I will confide in thee.
Men du, Gud! du skal støde dem ned i Gravens Dyb; blodgerrige og falske Mænd skulle ikke naa deres Dages halve Tal; men jeg vil forlade mig paa dig.
