Psalms 143
1 A Psalm of David, when his son pursued him. O Lord, attend to my prayer: listen to my supplication in your truth; hear me in your righteousness.
En Salme af David. HERRE, hør min Bøn og lyt til min Tryglen, bønhør mig i din Trofasthed, i din Retfærd,
2 And enter not into judgment with your servant, for in your sight shall no [man] living be justified.
gaa ikke i Rette med din Tjener, thi for dig er ingen, som lever, retfærdig!
3 For the enemy has persecuted my soul; he has brought my life down to the ground; he has made me to dwell in a dark [place], as those that have been long dead.
Thi Fjender forfølger min Sjæl, de træder mit Liv i Støvet, lader mig bo i Mørke som de, der for længst er døde.
4 Therefore my spirit was grieved in me; my heart was troubled within me.
Aanden hensygner i mig, mit Hjerte stivner i Brystet.
5 I remembered the days of old; and I meditated on all your doings: [yes], I meditated on the works of your hands.
Jeg kommer fordums Dage i Hu, tænker paa alle dine Gerninger, grunder paa dine Hænders Værk.
6 I spread forth my hands to you; my soul [thirsts] for you, as a dry land. (Pause)
Jeg udbreder Hænderne mod dig, som et tørstigt Land saa længes min Sjæl efter dig. (Sela)
7 Hear me speedily, O Lord; my spirit has failed; turn not away your face from me, else I shall be like to them that go down to the pit.
Skynd dig at svare mig, HERRE, min Aand svinder hen; skjul ikke dit Aasyn for mig, saa jeg bliver som de, der synker i Graven.
8 Cause me to hear your mercy in the morning; for I have hoped in you; make known to me, O Lord, the way wherein I should walk; for I have lifted up my soul to you.
Lad mig aarle høre din Miskundhed, thi jeg stoler paa dig. Lær mig den Vej, jeg skal gaa, thi jeg løfter min Sjæl til dig.
9 Deliver me from mine enemies, O Lord; for I have fled to you for refuge.
Fri mig fra mine Fjender, HERRE, til dig flyr jeg hen;
10 Teach me to do your will; for you are my God; your good Spirit shall guide me in the straight [way].
lær mig at gøre din Vilje, thi du er min Gud, mig føre din gode Aand ad den jævne Vej!
11 You shall quicken me, O Lord, for your name's sake; in your righteousness you shall bring my soul out of affliction.
For dit Navns Skyld, HERRE, holde du mig i Live, udfri i din Retfærd min Sjæl af Trængsel,
12 And in your mercy you will destroy mine enemies, and will destroy all those that afflict my soul; for I am your servant.
udslet i din Miskundhed mine Fjender, tilintetgør alle, som trænger min Sjæl! Thi jeg er din Tjener.
