Psalms 143
1 A PSALM OF DAVID. O YHWH, hear my prayer, Give ear to my supplications, Answer me in Your faithfulness—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 do not enter into judgment with Your servant, For no one living is justified before You.
gaa ikke i Rette med din Tjener, thi for dig er ingen, som lever, retfærdig!
3 For an enemy has pursued my soul, He has bruised my life to the earth, He has caused me to dwell in dark places, As the dead of old.
Thi Fjender forfølger min Sjæl, de træder mit Liv i Støvet, lader mig bo i Mørke som de, der for længst er døde.
4 And my spirit has become feeble in me, My heart has become desolate within me.
Aanden hensygner i mig, mit Hjerte stivner i Brystet.
5 I have remembered days of old, I have meditated on all Your acts, I muse on the work of Your hand.
Jeg kommer fordums Dage i Hu, tænker paa alle dine Gerninger, grunder paa dine Hænders Værk.
6 I have spread forth my hands to You, My soul [is] as a weary land for You. (Selah)
Jeg udbreder Hænderne mod dig, som et tørstigt Land saa længes min Sjæl efter dig. (Sela)
7 Hurry, answer me, O YHWH, My spirit has been consumed, Do not hide Your face from me, Or I have been compared with those going 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 kindness in the morning, For I have trusted in You, Cause me to know the way that I go, 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 my enemies, O YHWH, Near You I am covered.
Fri mig fra mine Fjender, HERRE, til dig flyr jeg hen;
10 Teach me to do Your good pleasure, For You [are] my God—Your Spirit [is] good, Lead me into a land of uprightness.
lær mig at gøre din Vilje, thi du er min Gud, mig føre din gode Aand ad den jævne Vej!
11 You quicken me for Your Name’s sake, O YHWH, In Your righteousness, You bring out my soul from distress,
For dit Navns Skyld, HERRE, holde du mig i Live, udfri i din Retfærd min Sjæl af Trængsel,
12 And in Your kindness cut off my enemies, And have destroyed all the adversaries of my soul, For I [am] Your servant!
udslet i din Miskundhed mine Fjender, tilintetgør alle, som trænger min Sjæl! Thi jeg er din Tjener.
