Psalms 144
1 I praise Yahweh, who is [like an overhanging] rock [under which I] ([get refuge/am protected])! He trains my hands so that I can use them to fight battles; he trains my fingers so that I can [shoot arrows in a war].
Lofaður sé Drottinn! Hann er bjargið sem líf mitt er byggt á! Hann gefur mér kraft og leikni í bardaga.
2 He is the one who protects me; he is [like] a fortress [DOU] in which I am safe, he protects me [like] [protect soldiers] [MET], and he gives me refuge. He defeats [other] nations and [then] puts them under my power.
Hann er miskunn mín. Hann er vígi mitt, borg mín og hjálpari, skjöldur minn og athvarf. Hann leggur þjóðir undir mig.
3 Yahweh, [we] people are [very insignificant/unimportant], so why (are you concerned/do you care about us) [RHQ]? [It is amazing to me that] you pay attention to humans.
Drottinn, hvers virði er maðurinn að þú ómakir þig og minnist hans? Hvers vegna skyldir þú yfirleitt skipta þér af fólki?
4 [The time that we live is as short] as [SIM] a puff of wind; our time to live disappears like a shadow does.
Því að maðurinn er eins og vindblær, dagar hans eins og hverfandi skuggi.
5 Yahweh, (tear open/open up) the sky and come down! Touch the mountains in order that smoke will pour out from them!
Drottinn, sveigðu himininn og stígðu niður! Þegar þú tyllir þér á fjöllin þá rýkur úr þeim.
6 Cause lightning to flash with the result that [your enemies] will run away! Shoot your arrows [at them] and cause them to (run away/scatter).
Láttu eldingar leiftra, – skjóttu örvum þínum og tvístraðu óvinunum!
7 [It is as though my enemies surround me like] a flood; reach your hand down from heaven and rescue me from them [SYN]. They are men from other countries
Réttu hönd þína niður og frelsaðu mig, dragðu mig upp úr hinum djúpu vötnum, undan ofurvaldi óvinanna.
8 who [SYN] [always] tell lies. [Even in a courtroom where they swear to tell the truth] they tell lies.
Munnur þeirra er fullur af svikum og með hægri hönd sinni innsigla þeir lygi.
9 God, I will sing a new song to you, and I will play my ten-stringed harp [while I sing] to you.
Ég vil syngja þér nýjan söng, ó Guð, og leika undir á tístrengjaða hörpu,
10 You enable kings to defeat [their enemies]; and you rescued me, your servant David, from [being killed by] my enemies’ swords.
því að þú veitir konungum okkar sigur. Þú frelsar þjón þinn Davíð undan sverði dauðans.
11 [So I ask you to] save me from [being killed by] the swords [that those] evil [people carry]. Rescue me from the power [MTY] of those foreigners who [SYN] [always] tell lies, and [who raise] their right hands [in courtrooms when they solemnly declare that they will tell the truth].
Bjargaðu mér! Frelsaðu mig undan óvinum þessum, þeir bæði ljúga og svíkja.
12 I wish/hope that our young sons will grow up to be like strong plants [SIM], and I wish/hope that our daughters will [grow up to] be [straight and tall] like the pillars [SIM] that stand in the corners of palaces.
Nú vil ég lýsa landinu þar sem Drottinn er Guð – hamingjulandinu!
13 I wish/hope that our barns will be full of many different crops. I wish/hope that the sheep in our fields will give birth to tens of thousands of baby lambs.
Þar eru synirnir hraustir og stæltir eins og þróttmikil tré. Dæturnar fagrar og prúðar eins og úthöggnar hallarsúlur.
14 I wish/hope that our cows will give birth to many calves without having any miscarriages or deaths when they are born (OR, that no enemies will break through our city walls and take us (into exile/to their own countries)). I wish/hope that [there will not be a time when the people in] our streets cry out in distress [because foreign armies are invading].
Hlöðurnar fullar af alls konar afurðum. Hjarðir þúsunda sauða liðast um hagana. Uxarnir eru klyfjaðir og ekkert skarð í múrnum.
15 If good things like that happen to a nation, the people will be very happy. The people whose God is Yahweh are the ones who will be happy!
Friður hvert sem litið er, enginn maður í útlegð og glæpir horfnir af strætunum. Já, sæl er sú þjóð sem á Drottin að Guði.
