Psalms 41

1 “To the chief musician, a psalm of David.” Happy is he that careth for the poor: on the day of evil will the Lord deliver him.

Til Sangmesteren. En Salme af David.

2 The Lord will preserve him, and keep him alive; he shall be made happy on the earth: and thou wilt not deliver him unto the revengeful desire of his enemies.

Salig den Mand, der tager sig af de svage, ham frelser HERREN paa Ulykkens Dag;

3 The Lord will sustain him upon the bed of painful disease: thou changest all his couch in his sickness.

HERREN vogter ham, holder ham i Live, det gaar ham vel i Landet, han giver ham ikke i Fjendevold.

4 I said, 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 My enemies speak evil of me, When will 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 he come to see [me], he speaketh falsely: his heart gathereth wickedness to itself; he goeth abroad [and] speaketh it.

Mine Fjender ønsker mig ondt: »Hvornaar mon han dør og hans Navn udslettes?«

7 Altogether whisper against me all that hate me: against me do they devise my injury.

Kommer en i Besøg, saa fører han hyklerisk Tale, hans Hjerte samler paa ondt, og saa gaar han bort og taler derom.

8 “His godless deed [say they] is poured out over him: as he lieth there he will never more rise up again.”

Mine Avindsmænd hvisker sammen imod mig, alle regner de med, at det gaar mig ilde:

9 Yea, even the man that should have sought my welfare, in whom I trusted, who eateth 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 it unto them.

Endog min Ven, som jeg stolede paa, som spiste mit Brød, har løftet Hælen imod mig.

11 By this do I know that thou art pleased with me, that my enemy doth not triumph over me.

Men du, o HERRE, vær mig naadig og rejs mig, saa jeg kan øve Gengæld imod dem.

12 But as for me, thou upholdest me in my integrity, and placest me before thy presence 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. BEGIM

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!