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 songmeisteren; ein salme av David. Herre, fria meg ut frå vonde folk, vara meg ifrå valdsmenner
2 Their minds are busy plotting evil things, stirring up trouble all day long.
som tenkjer vondt i hjarta, som kvar dag samlar seg til strid!
3 Their tongues are as sharp as those of snakes; viper's venom is on their lips. (Selah)
Dei kvesser tunga si som ein orm, orme-eiter er under lipporne deira. (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.
Vakta meg, Herre, for henderne til dei ugudlege, vara meg ifrå valdsmenner, som tenkjest til å få mine fet 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)
Dei ovmodige gøymer snara til meg og reip, dei strekkjer garn ved vegen, gildror set dei snaror for meg. (Sela)
6 I told the Lord, “You are my God! Lord, please listen to my cries for help!”
Eg segjer til Herren: «Min Gud er du.» Lyd, Herre, på mi bønerøyst!
7 Lord God, my powerful Savior, you covered my head like a helmet on the day of battle.
Herre, Herre, du mi sterke frelsa, du vernar mitt hovud på væpningsdagen.
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, lat ikkje den ugudlege få si lyst, lat ikkje hans vonde råd få framgang! Dei vilde elles upphøgja seg. (Sela)
9 May the harm spoken against me by those who surround me fall back on them,
Yver hovudet på deim som kringset meg, skal den ulukka falla som deira lippor valdar.
10 Let burning coals rain down on them! Let them be thrown into the fire, or into bottomless pits, never to rise again.
Brennande kol skal ein rista ned yver deim, i elden skal han kasta deim, i djupe vatn, so dei ikkje kann koma upp.
11 Don't let people who slander others live in our land. May disaster strike down violent people.
Ein munnkåt mann skal ikkje trygt på jordi, den vonde valdsmann skal dei jaga til han sturtar.
12 Yet I know the Lord defends the rights of those who are persecuted, and gives justice to the poor.
Eg veit at Herren skal greida saki for armingen, og retten for dei fatige.
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, dei rettferdige skal prisa namnet ditt, dei ærlege skal bu for di åsyn.
