Psalms 17
1 A PRAYER OF DAVID. Hear, O YHWH, righteousness, attend my cry, Give ear [to] my prayer, without lips of deceit.
En Bøn af David. Herre! hør Retfærdighed, giv Agt paa mit Raab, vend Øren til min Bøn, som ikke sker med svigefulde Læber.
2 My judgment goes out from before You; Your eyes see uprightly.
Lad min Ret udgaa fra dit Ansigt; lad dine Øjne beskue Retskaffenhed.
3 You have proved my heart, You have inspected by night, You have tried me, You find nothing; My thoughts do not pass over my mouth.
Du prøvede mit Hjerte, du besøgte det om Natten, du smeltede mig: Du fandt intet; jeg tænkte, min Mund skal ikke overtræde.
4 As for doings of man, Through a word of Your lips I have observed The paths of a destroyer;
Med Hensyn paa Menneskenes Gerninger, da har jeg vogtet mig for Røveres Stier efter dine Læbers Ord.
5 To uphold my goings in Your paths, My steps have not slipped.
Mine Skridt holdt sig paa dine Veje, mine Trin rokkedes ikke.
6 I called You, for You answer me, O God, incline Your ear to me, hear my speech.
Jeg raaber til dig; thi du, Gud! bønhører mig; bøj dit Øre til mig, hør min Tale!
7 Separate Your kindness wonderfully, O Savior of the confiding, By Your right hand, from withstanders.
Bevis din underfulde Miskundhed, du, som med din højre Haand frelser dem, som tro, fra Modstanderne.
8 Keep me as the apple, the daughter of the eye; Hide me in the shadow of Your wings,
Bevar mig som Øjestenen, Øjets Datter, skjul mig under dine Vingers Skygge
9 From the face of the wicked who spoiled me, [From] my enemies in soul who go around against me.
for de ugudeliges Ansigt, som ødelægge mig, for min Sjæls Fjender, som omringe mig.
10 They have closed up their fat, Their mouths have spoken with pride:
De lukke deres Hjerte til, de tale med deres Mund af Hovmod.
11 “Our steps have now surrounded [him]”; They set their eyes to turn aside in the land.
Hvor vi gaa, have de nu omringet os; deres Øjemed er, at vi maa glide paa Jorden.
12 His likeness as a lion desirous to tear, As a young lion dwelling in secret places.
Han er lig en Løve, der higer efter Rov, og lig en ung Løve, der sidder i Skjul.
13 Arise, O YHWH, go before his face, Cause him to bend. Deliver my soul from the wicked, Your sword,
Herre! staa op, forekom ham, bøj ham; frels min Sjæl fra den ugudelige ved dit Sværd,
14 From men, Your hand, O YHWH, From men of the world, their portion [is] in life, And [with] Your hidden things You fill their belly, They are satisfied [with] sons, And have left their abundance to their sucklings.
fra Folk ved din Haand; Herre! fra Verdens Folk, som have deres Del i Livet, øg hvis Bug du fylder med dine Skatte; deres Børn mættes, og det, som de have tilovers, efterlade de til deres spæde Børn.
15 I—in righteousness, I see Your face; I am satisfied, in awaking, [with] Your form!
Men jeg skal beskue dit Ansigt i Retfærdighed; jeg skal mættes ved din Skikkelse, naar jeg opvaagner.
