Psalms 90
1 A prayer of Moses, the man of God. Lord, through every generation, you have been “home” for us!
En Bøn af den Guds Mand Moses. Herre, du var vor Bolig Slægt efter Slægt.
2 Before the mountains were born, before you gave birth to the earth and the universe, from eternity past to eternity future, you are God.
Førend Bjergene fødtes og Jord og Jorderig blev til, fra Evighed til Evighed er du, o Gud!
3 You turn people back into dust, saying, “Return to dust, human beings.”
Mennesket gør du til Støv igen, du siger: »Vend tilbage, I Menneskebørn!«
4 In your eyes, a thousand years are like a day that's already gone; like a few passing hours of the night.
Thi tusind Aar er i dine Øjne som Dagen i Gaar, der svandt, som en Nattevagt.
5 You bring people's lives to a sudden end, like dreams that vanish. They are like grass that grows up in the morning—
Du skyller dem bort, de bliver som en Søvn. Ved Morgen er de som Græsset, der gror;
6 it sprouts in the morning, fresh and new, but by the evening it is withered and dead.
ved Morgen gror det og blomstrer, ved Aften er det vissent og tørt.
7 We are burned up by your anger, terrified by your fury.
Thi ved din Vrede svinder vi hen, og ved din Harme forfærdes vi.
8 You have set out our sins before you—our secret sins are visible in the light of your presence.
Vor Skyld har du stillet dig for Øje, vor skjulte Brøst for dit Aasyns Lys.
9 Our lives fade away under your anger, coming to an end as quickly as a sigh.
Thi alle vore Dage glider hen i din Vrede, vore Aar svinder hen som et Suk.
10 We live for seventy years—eighty if we have the strength. But even in the prime of life all that we have is hardship and suffering. Soon our lives are over and we're gone.
Vore Livsdage er halvfjerdsindstyve Aar, og kommer det højt, da firsindstyve. Deres Herlighed er Møje og Slid, thi hastigt gaar det, vi flyver af Sted.
11 Who can know the power of your anger? Who understands your fury so you can be shown reverence?
Hvem fatter din Vredes Vælde, din Harme i Frygt for dig!
12 Teach us to value every one of our days so we can live wisely!
At tælle vore Dage lære du os, saa vi kan faa Visdom i Hjertet!
13 Lord, how long will it be before you come back to us and have pity on us your servants?
Vend tilbage, HERRE! Hvor længe! Hav Medynk med dine Tjenere;
14 Show us every morning your trustworthy love so we may be happy, full of joy throughout our lives.
mæt os aarle med din Miskundhed, saa vi kan fryde og glæde os alle vore Dage.
15 Make us glad for as many days as you made us sad, for all the years we suffered!
Glæd os det Dagetal, du ydmyged os, det Aaremaal, da vi led ondt!
16 May we, your servants, see you at work for us again; may our children see your glory.
Lad dit Værk aabenbares for dine Tjenere og din Herlighed over deres Børn!
17 May our Lord God be pleased with us, blessing what we do, blessing what we do.
HERREN vor Guds Livsalighed være over os! Og frem vore Hænders Værk for os, ja frem vore Hænders Værk!
