Psalms 140
1 For the music director. A psalm of David. Lord, please save me from those who do evil; protect me especially from those who are violent!
Til sangmesteren; en salme av David. Herre, fri mig ut fra onde mennesker, vokt mig for voldsmenn,
2 Their minds are busy plotting evil things, stirring up trouble all day long.
som tenker ondt ut i hjertet, som hver dag samler sig til krig!
3 Their tongues are as sharp as those of snakes; viper's venom is on their lips. (Selah)
De skjerper sin tunge som en slange, ormegift er under deres leber. (Sela)
4 Lord, please keep me from falling into the hands of the wicked; protect me especially from those who are violent, who are plotting my downfall.
Bevar mig, Herre, for ugudeliges hender, vokt mig for voldsmenn, som tenker på å få mine føtter til fall!
5 Proud people have hidden a trap for me—they have strung out a net on the path, they have set snares to catch me. (Selah)
Overmodige har lagt skjulte feller og rep for mig, de har utspent garn ved siden av veien, de har satt snarer for mig. (Sela)
6 I told the Lord, “You are my God! Lord, please listen to my cries for help!”
Jeg sier til Herren: Du er min Gud; vend øret, Herre, til mine inderlige bønners røst!
7 Lord God, my powerful Savior, you covered my head like a helmet on the day of battle.
Herren, Israels Gud, er min frelses styrke; du dekker mitt hode på rustningens dag.
8 God, don't allow the wicked to get what they want—don't let them be successful in what they plan so they don't become proud. (Selah)
Herre, gi ikke den ugudelige hvad han attrår, la ikke hans onde råd få fremgang! De vilde da ophøie sig. (Sela)
9 May the harm spoken against me by those who surround me fall back on them,
Over deres hoder som omgir mig, skal den ulykke komme som deres leber volder.
10 Let burning coals rain down on them! Let them be thrown into the fire, or into bottomless pits, never to rise again.
Der skal rystes glør ut over dem; i ilden skal han styrte dem, i dype vann, så de ikke skal reise sig.
11 Don't let people who slander others live in our land. May disaster strike down violent people.
En munnkåt mann skal ikke bli stående i landet; den mann som gjør ugudelig vold, ham skal han jage med slag på slag.
12 Yet I know the Lord defends the rights of those who are persecuted, and gives justice to the poor.
Jeg vet at Herren gir den elendige rett, de fattige rettferdighet.
13 Truly those who live right are thankful for the kind of person you are, and those who are honest will live in your presence.
Ja, de rettferdige skal prise ditt navn, de opriktige skal bo for ditt åsyn.
