Psalms 64

1 To the chief Musician. A Psalm of David. Hear, O God, my voice in my plaint; preserve my life from fear of the enemy:

Til Sangmesteren; en Psalme af David.

2 Hide me from the secret counsel of evil-doers, from the tumultuous crowd of the workers of iniquity,

Gud! hør min Røst i min Klage, bevar mit Liv fra Fjendens frygtelige Magt.

3 Who have sharpened their tongue like a sword, [and] have aimed their arrow, a bitter word;

Skjul mig for de ondes lønlige Raad, for deres Forsamling, som gøre Uret,

4 That they may shoot in secret at the perfect: suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not.

som skærpe deres Tunge som et Sværd; de skyde deres Pil, det bitre Ord,

5 They encourage themselves in an evil matter, they concert to hide snares; they say, Who will see them?

for i Skjul at skyde den retsindige; hastelig skyde de paa ham og frygte ikke.

6 They devise iniquities: We have it ready, the plan is diligently sought out. And each one's inward [thought] and heart is deep.

De styrke sig i deres onde Handel, de fortælle, hvorledes de ville skjule Snarer; de sige: Hvo kan se dem?

7 But God will shoot an arrow at them: suddenly are they wounded;

De udtænke Misgerninger, de fuldkomme, hvad de nøje udtænke: Ja, enhvers Inderste og Hjerte er et Dyb.

8 By their own tongue they are made to fall over one another: all that see them shall flee away.

Men Gud skyder paa dem; Pilen kommer hastigt, den bliver deres Saar.

9 And all men shall fear, and shall declare God's doing; and they shall wisely consider his work.

Og de skulle falde for deres Tunges Skyld; hver, som ser paa dem, skal fly langt bort.

10 The righteous shall rejoice in Jehovah, and trust in him; and all the upright in heart shall glory.

Og alle Mennesker skulle frygte og forkynde Guds Gerning og forstaa, at det er hans Værk. Den retfærdige skal glædes i Herren og forlade sig paa ham; og alle oprigtige i Hjertet skulle prise sig lykkelige.