Psalms 141
1 Yahweh, I call out to you; [please] help me quickly! Listen to me when I am calling to you.
(En Salme af David.) HERRE, jeg råber til dig, il mig til hjælp, hør min Røst, når jeg råber til dig;
2 Accept my prayer as though it were incense [being burned as an offering] [SIM] to you. And accept me while I lift up my hands [to pray] to you like you accept sacrifices [that I offer to you each] evening [SIM].
som Røgoffer, gælde for dig min Bøn, mine løftede Hænder som Aftenoffer!
3 Yahweh, do not allow me to say [MTY] things that are wrong; guard my lips.
HERRE, sæt Vagt ved min Mund, vogt mine Læbers Dør!
4 Prevent me from wanting to do anything that is wrong, and from joining with wicked men when they want to do evil deeds [DOU]. Do not [even] allow me to share in eating delightful food with them!
Bøj ikke mit Hjerte til ondt, til at gøre gudløs Gerning sammen med Udådsmænd; deres lækre Mad vil jeg ikke smage.
5 It is all right if righteous people strike/hit me or rebuke me because they are trying to act kindly toward me [to teach me to do what is right], but I do not want wicked [people] to [honor me by] anointing my head with [olive] oil; I am always praying [that you will punish them because of] the wicked deeds [that they do].
Slår en retfærdig mig, så er det Kærlighed; revser han mig, er det Olie for Hovedet, ej skal mit Hoved vise det fra sig, end sætter jeg min Bøn imod deres Ondskab.
6 When their rulers are thrown down from the top of rocky cliffs, people will know that what you, Yahweh, said [about them] is true.
Ned ad Klippens Skrænter skal Dommerne hos dem styrtes, og de skal høre, at mine Ord er liflige.
7 Like a log that is split and cut into small pieces [SIM], their shattered bones will be scattered [on the ground] near [other] graves. (Sheol h7585)
Som når man pløjer Jorden i Furer, spredes vore Ben ved Dødsrigets Gab. (Sheol h7585)
8 But Yahweh God, I [continue to] ask you [to help me]. I ask you to protect me; do not allow me to (die/be killed) [now]!
Dog, mine Øjne er rettet på dig, o HERRE, Herre, på dig forlader jeg mig, giv ikke mit Liv til Pris!
9 [It is as though] people have set traps for me; protect me from falling into those traps, [It is as though] they have spread nets to catch me; keep me from being caught in those nets.
Vogt mig for Fælden, de stiller for mig, og Udådsmændenes Snarer;
10 I desire that wicked [people] will fall into the traps they have set [to catch me] while I escape [from them].
lad de gudløse falde i egne Gram, medens jeg går uskadt videre.
