Psalms 17
1 A Prayer of David. Hear the right, O LORD, attend unto my cry; give ear unto my prayer, that goeth not out of feigned lips.
En Bøn af David. Herre! hør Retfærdighed, giv Agt paa mit Raab, vend Øren til min Bøn, som ikke sker med svigefulde Læber.
2 Let my sentence come forth from thy presence; let thine eyes look upon equity.
Lad min Ret udgaa fra dit Ansigt; lad dine Øjne beskue Retskaffenhed.
3 Thou hast proved mine heart; thou hast visited me in the night; thou hast tried me, and findest nothing; I am purposed that my mouth shall not transgress.
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 the works of men, by the word of thy lips I have kept me from the ways of the violent.
Med Hensyn paa Menneskenes Gerninger, da har jeg vogtet mig for Røveres Stier efter dine Læbers Ord.
5 My steps have held fast to thy paths, my feet have not slipped.
Mine Skridt holdt sig paa dine Veje, mine Trin rokkedes ikke.
6 I have called upon thee, for thou wilt answer me, O God: incline thine ear unto me, [and] hear my speech.
Jeg raaber til dig; thi du, Gud! bønhører mig; bøj dit Øre til mig, hør min Tale!
7 Shew thy marvelous lovingkindness, O thou that savest them which put their trust [in thee] from those that rise up [against them], by thy right hand.
Bevis din underfulde Miskundhed, du, som med din højre Haand frelser dem, som tro, fra Modstanderne.
8 Keep me as the apple of the eye, hide me under the shadow of thy wings,
Bevar mig som Øjestenen, Øjets Datter, skjul mig under dine Vingers Skygge
9 From the wicked that spoil me, my deadly enemies, that compass me about.
for de ugudeliges Ansigt, som ødelægge mig, for min Sjæls Fjender, som omringe mig.
10 They are enclosed in their own fat: with their mouth they speak proudly.
De lukke deres Hjerte til, de tale med deres Mund af Hovmod.
11 They have now compassed us in our steps: they set their eyes to cast [us] down to the earth.
Hvor vi gaa, have de nu omringet os; deres Øjemed er, at vi maa glide paa Jorden.
12 He is like a lion that is greedy of his prey, and as it were a young lion lurking in secret places.
Han er lig en Løve, der higer efter Rov, og lig en ung Løve, der sidder i Skjul.
13 Arise, O LORD, confront him, cast him down: deliver my soul from the wicked by thy sword;
Herre! staa op, forekom ham, bøj ham; frels min Sjæl fra den ugudelige ved dit Sværd,
14 From men, by thy hand, O LORD, from men of the world, whose portion is in [this] life, and whose belly thou fillest with thy treasure: they are satisfied with children, and leave the rest of their substance to their babes.
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 As for me, I shall behold thy face in righteousness: I shall be satisfied, when I awake, with thy likeness.
Men jeg skal beskue dit Ansigt i Retfærdighed; jeg skal mættes ved din Skikkelse, naar jeg opvaagner.
