< Psalms 41 >
1 For the Leader. A Psalm of David. Happy is he that considereth the poor; the LORD will deliver him in the day of evil.
Til Sangmesteren. En Salme af David.
2 The LORD preserve him, and keep him alive, let him be called happy in the land; and deliver not Thou him unto the greed of his enemies.
Salig den Mand, der tager sig af de svage, ham frelser HERREN paa Ulykkens Dag;
3 The LORD support him upon the bed of illness; mayest Thou turn all his lying down in his sickness.
HERREN vogter ham, holder ham i Live, det gaar ham vel i Landet, han giver ham ikke i Fjendevold.
4 As for me, I said: 'O LORD, be gracious unto me; heal my soul; for I have sinned against Thee.'
Paa Sottesengen staar HERREN ham bi, hans Smertensleje gør du ham let.
5 Mine enemies speak evil of me: 'When shall he die, and his name perish?'
Saa siger jeg da: Vær mig naadig, HERRE, helbred min Sjæl, jeg har syndet mod dig!
6 And if one come to see me, he speaketh falsehood; his heart gathereth iniquity to itself; when he goeth abroad, he speaketh of it.
Mine Fjender ønsker mig ondt: »Hvornaar mon han dør og hans Navn udslettes?«
7 All that hate me whisper together against me, against me do they devise my hurt:
Kommer en i Besøg, saa fører han hyklerisk Tale, hans Hjerte samler paa ondt, og saa gaar han bort og taler derom.
8 'An evil thing cleaveth fast unto him; and now that he lieth, he shall rise up no more.'
Mine Avindsmænd hvisker sammen imod mig, alle regner de med, at det gaar mig ilde:
9 Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, who did eat of my bread, hath lifted up his heel against me.
»En dødelig Sot har grebet ham; han ligger der — kommer aldrig op!«
10 But Thou, O LORD, be gracious unto me, and raise me up, that I may requite them.
Endog min Ven, som jeg stolede paa, som spiste mit Brød, har løftet Hælen imod mig.
11 By this I know that Thou delightest in me, that mine enemy doth not triumph over me.
Men du, o HERRE, vær mig naadig og rejs mig, saa jeg kan øve Gengæld imod dem.
12 And as for me, Thou upholdest me because of mine integrity, and settest me before Thy face for ever.
Deraf kan jeg kende, at du har mig kær, at min Fjende ikke skal juble over mig.
13 Blessed be the LORD, the God of Israel, from everlasting and to everlasting. Amen, and Amen.
Du holder mig oppe i Kraft af min Uskyld, lader mig staa for dit Aasyn til evig Tid. Lovet være HERREN, Israels Gud, fra Evighed og til Evighed, Amen, Amen!