Psalms 64

1 For the Leader. A Psalm of David. Hear my voice, O God, in my complaint; preserve my life from the terror of the enemy.

(Til sangmesteren. En salme af David.) Hør, o Gud, min røst, når jeg klager, skærm mit Liv mod den rædsomme Fjende;

2 Hide me from the council of evil-doers; from the tumult of the workers of iniquity;

skjul mig for Ugerningsmændenes Råd, for Udådsmændenes travle Hob.

3 Who have whet their tongue like a sword, and have aimed their arrow, a poisoned word;

der hvæsser Tungen som Sværd, lægger giftige Ord på Buen

4 That they may shoot in secret places at the blameless; suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not.

for i Løn at ramme den skyldfri, ramme ham brat og uset.

5 They encourage one another in an evil matter; they converse of laying snares secretly; they ask, who would see them.

Ihærdigt lægger de onde Råd, skryder af, at de lægger Snarer siger: "Hvem skulde se os?"

6 They search out iniquities, they have accomplished a diligent search; even in the inward thought of every one, and the deep heart.

De udtænker onde Gerninger, fuldfører en gennemtænkt Tanke - og Menneskets Indre og Hjerte er dybt.

7 But God doth shoot at them with an arrow suddenly; thence are their wounds.

Da rammer Gud dem med en Pil af Slaget rammes de brat;

8 So they make their own tongue a stumbling unto themselves; all that see them shake the head.

han styrter dem for deres Tunges Skyld. Enhver, som ser dem, ryster på Hovedet;

9 And all men fear; and they declare the work of God, and understand His doing.

alle Mennesker frygter, forkynder, hvad Gud har gjort, og fatter hans Hænders Geming;

10 The righteous shall be glad in the LORD, and shall take refuge in Him; and all the upright in heart shall glory.

de retfærdige glædes i HERREN og lider på ham, de oprigtige af Hjertet jubler til Hobe!