Psalms 28

1 A psalm of David. Lord, my rock, I'm calling out to you. Please listen to me! For if you don't respond, I'll be like those who go down into the grave.

(Af David.) Jeg råber til dig, o Herre, min Klippe, vær ikke tavs imod mig, at jeg ej, når du tier, skal blive som de, der synker i Graven.

2 Listen as I appeal for mercy, as I call for help, as I hold up my hands in prayer towards your holy Temple.

Hør min tryglende Røst, når jeg råber til dig, løfter Hænderne op mod dit hellige Tempel.

3 Don't drag me off with the wicked, with those who do evil, who speak nicely to their neighbors while in their minds they're plotting evil.

Riv mig ej bort med gudløse, Udådsmænd, som har ondt i Sinde mod Næsten trods venlige Ord.

4 Give them what they deserve for their evil actions. Pay them back for what they've done. Give them the reward they've earned!

Løn dem for deres Idræt og onde Gerninger; løn dem for deres Hænders Værk, gengæld dem efter Fortjeneste!

5 For they don't pay any attention to what the Lord does, or to what he created. So he will destroy them—they will never be restored.

Thi HERRENs Gerning ænser de ikke, ej heller hans Hænders Værk. Han nedbryde dem og opbygge dem ej!

6 Praise the Lord! For he has heard my appeal for mercy!

Lovet være HERREN, thi han har hørt min tryglende Røst;

7 The Lord is my strength and my shield. I trust in him and he helps me. I'm so happy, and I sing my thanks to him.

min Styrke, mit Skjold er HERREN, mit Hjerte stoler på ham. Jeg fik Hjælp, mit Hjerte jubler, jeg takker ham med min Sang.

8 The Lord gives strength to his people; he is a safe refuge for the one he has anointed.

HERREN er Værn for sit Folk, sin Salvedes Tilflugt og Frelse.

9 Save your people! Bless your “special possession”! Be their shepherd and carry them in your arms forever!

Frels dit Folk og velsign din Arv, røgt dem og bær dem til evig Tid!