Psalms 28

1 A Psalm of David. Unto thee, O LORD, do I call; my Rock, be not Thou deaf unto me; lest, if Thou be silent unto me, I become like them that go down into the pit.

Af David. Jeg raaber til dig, o HERRE, min Klippe, vær ikke tavs imod mig, at jeg ej, naar du tier, skal blive som de, der synker i Graven.

2 Hear the voice of my supplications, when I cry unto Thee, when I lift up my hands toward Thy holy Sanctuary.

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

3 Draw me not away with the wicked, and with the workers of iniquity; who speak peace with their neighbours, but evil is in their hearts.

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

4 Give them according to their deeds, and according to the evil of their endeavours; give them after the work of their hands; render to them their desert.

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

5 Because they give no heed to the works of the LORD, nor to the operation of His hands; He will break them down and not build them up.

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

6 Blessed be the LORD, because He hath heard the voice of my supplications.

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

7 The LORD is my strength and my shield, in Him hath my heart trusted, and I am helped; therefore my heart greatly rejoiceth, and with my song will I praise Him.

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

8 The LORD is a strength unto them; and He is a stronghold of salvation to His anointed.

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

9 Save Thy people, and bless Thine inheritance; and tend them, and carry them for ever.

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