Psalms 28

1 [A Psalm] of David. To you, O Lord, have I cried; my God, be not silent toward me: lest you be silent toward me, and so I should be likened to them that go down to the pit.

(Af David.) Jeg råber til dig, o Herre, min Klippe, vær ikke tavs imod mig, at jeg ej, når du tier, skal blive som de, der synker i Graven.

2 Listen to the voice of my supplication, when I pray to you, when I lift up my hands toward your holy temple.

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

3 Draw not away my soul with sinners, and destroy me not with the workers of iniquity, who speak peace with their neighbors, but evils are in their hearts.

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

4 Give them according to their works, and according to the wickedness of their devices: give them according to the works of their hands; render their recompense to them.

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

5 Because they have not attended to the works of the Lord, even to the works of his hands, you shall pull them down, and shall 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, for he has listened to the voice of my petition.

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

7 The Lord is my helper and my defender; my heart has hoped in him, and I am helped: my flesh has revived, and willingly will I give praise to him.

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

8 The Lord is the strength of his people, and the saving defender of his anointed.

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

9 Save your people, and bless your inheritance: and take care of them, and lift them up for ever.

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