Psalms 81
1 TO THE OVERSEER. ON THE GITTITH. BY ASAPH. Cry aloud to God our strength, Shout to the God of Jacob.
Til Sangmesteren. Al-haggittit. Af Asaf.
2 Lift up a song, and give out a timbrel, A pleasant harp with stringed instrument.
Jubler for Gud, vor Styrke, raab af fryd for Jakobs Gud,
3 Blow a horn in the month, In the new moon, at the day of our festival,
istem Lovsang, lad Pauken lyde, den liflige Citer og Harpen;
4 For it [is] a statute to Israel, An ordinance of the God of Jacob.
stød i Hornet paa Nymaanedagen, ved Fuldmaaneskin paa vor Højtidsdag!
5 He has placed it—a testimony on Joseph, In his going forth over the land of Egypt. A lip, I have not known—I hear.
Thi det er Lov i Israel, et Bud fra Jakobs Gud;
6 I turned aside his shoulder from the burden, His hands pass over from the basket.
han gjorde det til en Vedtægt i Josef, da han drog ud fra Ægypten, hvor han hørte et Sprog, han ikke kendte.
7 In distress you have called and I deliver you, I answer you in the secret place of thunder, I try you by the waters of Meribah. (Selah)
»Jeg fried hans Skulder for Byrden, hans Hænder slap fri for Kurven.
8 Hear, O My people, and I testify to you, O Israel, if you listen to me:
I Nøden raabte du, og jeg frelste dig, jeg svarede dig i Tordenens Skjul, jeg prøvede dig ved Meribas Vande. (Sela)
9 There is not in you a strange god, And you do not bow yourself to a strange god.
Hør, mit Folk, jeg vil vidne for dig, Israel, ak, om du hørte mig!
10 I [am] your God YHWH, Who brings you up out of the land of Egypt. Enlarge your mouth, and I fill it.
En fremmed Gud maa ej findes hos dig, tilbed ikke andres Gud!
11 But My people did not listen to My voice, And Israel has not consented to Me.
Jeg, HERREN, jeg er din Gud, som førte dig op fra Ægypten; luk din Mund vidt op, og jeg vil fylde den!
12 And I send them away in the enmity of their heart, They walk in their own counsels.
Men mit Folk vilde ikke høre min Røst, Israel lød mig ikke.
13 O that My people were listening to Me, Israel would walk in My ways.
Da lod jeg dem fare i deres Stivsind, de vandrede efter deres egne Raad.
14 As a little thing I cause their enemies to bow, And I turn back My hand against their adversaries,
Ak, vilde mit Folk dog høre mig, Israel gaa mine Veje!
15 Those hating YHWH should have feigned [obedience] to Him, And their time would last for all time.
Da kued jeg snart deres Fjender, vendte min Haand mod deres Uvenner!
16 He causes him to eat of the fat of wheat, And I satisfy you [with] honey from a rock!
Deres Avindsmænd skulde falde og gaa til Grunde for evigt; jeg nærede dig med Hvedens Fedme, mættede dig med Honning fra Klippen!«
