Psalms 140
1 [For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David.] Deliver me, YHWH, from the evil man. Preserve me from the violent man;
Til Sangmesteren. En Salme af David.
2 those who devise mischief in their hearts. They continually gather themselves together for war.
Red mig, HERRE, fra onde Mennesker, vær mig et Værn mod Voldsmænd,
3 They have sharpened their tongues like a serpent. Viper's poison is under their lips. (Selah)
der pønser paa ondt i Hjertet og daglig ægger til Strid.
4 YHWH, keep me from the hands of the wicked. Preserve me from the violent men who have determined to trip my feet.
De hvæsser Tungen som Slanger, har Øglegift under deres Læber. (Sela)
5 The proud have hidden a snare for me, they have spread the cords of a net by the path. They have set traps for me. (Selah)
Vogt mig, HERRE, for gudløses Haand, vær mig et Værn mod Voldsmænd, som pønser paa at bringe mig til Fald.
6 I said to YHWH, "You are my God." Listen to the cry of my petitions, YHWH.
Hovmodige lægger Snarer og Strikker for mig, breder et Net for min Fod, lægger Fælder for mig ved Vejen. (Sela)
7 YHWH, the Lord, the strength of my salvation, you have covered my head in the day of battle.
Jeg siger til HERREN: Du er min Gud, HERRE, lyt til min tryglende Røst!
8 YHWH, do not grant the desires of the wicked. Do not let their evil plans succeed, or they will become proud. (Selah)
HERRE, Herre, min Frelses Styrke, du skærmer mit Hoved paa Stridens Dag.
9 As for the head of those who surround me, let the mischief of their own lips cover them.
Opfyld ej, HERRE, den gudløses Ønsker, lad ikke hans Raad have Fremgang!
10 Let burning coals fall on them. Let them be thrown into the fire, into miry pits, from where they never rise.
Lad dem ikke løfte Hovedet mod mig, lad deres Trusler ramme dem selv!
11 An evil speaker won't be established in the earth. Evil will hunt the violent man to overthrow him.
Det regne paa dem med gloende Kul, styrt dem i Dybet, ej staa de op!
12 I know that YHWH will maintain the cause of the afflicted, and justice for the needy.
Lad ikke Bagtaleren holde sig i Landet, ondt ramme Voldsmanden Slag i Slag!
13 Surely the righteous will give thanks to your name. The upright will dwell in your presence.
Jeg ved, at HERREN vil føre de armes Sag og skaffe de fattige Ret. For vist skal retfærdige prise dit Navn, oprigtige bo for dit Aasyn.
