Psalms 64

1 Unto the end, a psalm for David. Hear, O God, my prayer, when I make supplication to thee: deliver my soul from the fear of the enemy.

Til Sangmesteren; en Psalme af David.

2 Thou hast protected me from the assembly of the malignant; from the multitude of the workers of iniquity.

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

3 For they have whetted their tongues like a sword; they have bent their bow a bitter thing,

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

4 To shoot in secret the undefiled.

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

5 They will shoot at him on a sudden, and will not fear: they are resolute in wickedness. They have talked of hiding snares; they have said: Who shall see them?

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

6 They have searched after iniquities: they have failed in their search. Man shall come to a deep heart:

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

7 And God shall be exalted. The arrows of children are their wounds:

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

8 And their tongues against them are made weak. All that saw them were troubled;

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

9 And every man was afraid. And they declared the works of God: and understood his doings.

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

10 The just shall rejoice in the Lord, and shall hope in him: and all the upright in heart shall be praised.

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.