Psalms 92

1 A psalm a song for [the] day of the sabbath. [is] good To give thanks to Yahweh and to sing praises to name your O Most High.

En Salme. En Sang for Sabbatsdagen.

2 To declare in the morning covenant loyalty your and faithfulness your in the nights.

Det er godt at takke HERREN, lovsynge dit Navn, du Højeste,

3 On a ten and on a lyre on a melody with a harp.

ved Gry forkynde din Naade, om Natten din Trofasthed

4 For you have made rejoice me O Yahweh by deed[s] your in [the] works of hands your I sing for joy.

til tistrenget Lyre, til Harpe, til Strengeleg paa Citer!

5 How! they are great works your O Yahweh exceedingly they are deep thoughts your.

Thi ved dit Værk har du glædet mig, HERRE, jeg jubler over dine Hænders Gerning.

6 A person stupid not he knows and a fool not he understands this.

Hvor store er dine Gerninger, HERRE, dine Tanker saare dybe!

7 When flourish wicked [people] - like vegetation and they blossomed all [those who] do wickedness to be destroyed they until perpetuity.

Taaben fatter det ikke, Daaren skønner ej sligt.

8 And you [are] height for ever O Yahweh.

Spirer de gudløse end som Græsset, blomstrer end alle Udaadsmænd, er det kun for at lægges øde for stedse,

9 For there! enemies your - O Yahweh for there! enemies your they will perish they will be scattered all [those who] do wickedness.

men du er ophøjet for evigt, HERRE.

10 And you have raised up like a wild ox horn my I have been anointed with oil fresh.

Thi se, dine Fjender, HERRE, se, dine Fjender gaar under, alle Udaadsmænd spredes!

11 And it has looked eye my on enemies my in [those who] rise up on me evil-doers they have heard ears my.

Du har løftet mit Horn som Vildoksens, kvæget mig med den friskeste Olie;

12 [the] righteous Like palm tree he will flourish like a cedar in Lebanon he will grow.

det fryder mit Øje at se mine Fjender, mit Øre at høre mine Avindsmænd.

13 [they are] planted In [the] house of Yahweh in [the] courts of God our they will flourish.

De retfærdige grønnes som Palmen, vokser som Libanons Ceder;

14 Still they will bear fruit! in old age fat and fresh they will be.

plantet i HERRENS Hus grønnes de i vor Guds Forgaarde;

15 To declare that [is] upright Yahweh rock my and not (injustice *Q(k)*) [is] in him.

selv graanende bærer de Frugt, er friske og fulde af Saft for at vidne, at HERREN er retvis, min Klippe, hos hvem ingen Uret findes.