< Psalms 81 >

1 Unto the end, for the winepresses, a psalm for Asaph himself. Rejoice to God our helper: sing aloud to the God of Jacob.
(Til Sangmesteren. Al-haggittit. Af Asaf.) Jubler for Gud, vor Styrke, råb af fryd for Jakobs Gud,
2 Take a psalm, and bring hither the timbrel: the pleasant psaltery with the harp.
istem Lovsang, lad Pauken lyde, den liflige Citer og Harpen;
3 Blow up the trumpet on the new moon, on the noted day of your solemnity.
stød i Hornet på Nymånedagen, ved Fuldmåneskin på vor Højtidsdag!
4 For it is a commandment in Israel, and a judgment to the God of Jacob.
Thi det er Lov i Israel, et Bud fra Jakobs Gud;
5 He ordained it for a testimony in Joseph, when he came out of the land of Egypt: he heard a tongue which he knew not.
han gjorde det til en Vedtægt i Josef, da han drog ud fra Ægypten, hvor han hørte et Sprog, han ikke kendte.
6 He removed his back from the burdens: his hands had served in baskets.
"Jeg fried hans Skulder for Byrden, hans Hænder slap fri for Kurven.
7 Thou calledst upon me in affliction, and I delivered thee: I heard thee in the secret place of tempest: I proved thee at the waters of contradiction.
I Nøden råbte du, og jeg frelste dig, jeg svarede dig i Tordenens Skjul, jeg prøvede dig ved Meribas Vande. (Sela)
8 Hear, O my people, and I will testify to thee: O Israel, if thou wilt hearken to me,
Hør, mit Folk, jeg vil vidne for dig, Israel, ak, om du hørte mig!
9 There shall be no new god in thee: neither shalt thou adore a strange god.
En fremmed Gud må ej findes hos dig, tilbed ikke andres Gud!
10 For I am the Lord thy God, who brought thee out of the land of Egypt: open thy mouth wide, and I will fill it.
Jeg, HERREN, jeg er din Gud! som førte dig op fra Ægypten; luk din Mund vidt op, og jeg vil fylde den!
11 But my people heard not my voice: and Israel hearkened not to me.
Men mit Folk vilde ikke høre min Røst, Israel lød mig ikke.
12 So I let them go according to the desires of their heart: they shall walk in their own inventions.
Da lod jeg dem fare i deres Stivsind, de vandrede efter deres egne Råd.
13 If my people had heard me: if Israel had walked in my ways:
Ak, vilde mit Folk dog høre mig, Israel gå mine Veje!
14 I should soon have humbled their enemies, and laid my hand on them that troubled them.
Da kued jeg snart deres Fjender, vendte min Hånd mod deres Uvenner!
15 The enemies of the Lord have lied to him: and their time shall be for ever.
Deres Avindsmænd skulde falde og gå til Grunde for evigt;
16 And he fed them with the fat of wheat, and filled them with honey out of the rock.
jeg nærede dig med Hvedens Fedme, mættede dig med Honning fra Klippen!"

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