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].
Av David. Lova vere Herren, mitt berg, som lærde mine hender strid og mine fingrar ufred,
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.
mi miskunn og mi festning, mi borg og min bergar, min skjold og den eg flyr til, han som tvingar mitt folk under meg!
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.
Herre, kva er ein mann, at du kjenner honom, eit menneskjebarn, at du agtar på det?
4 [The time that we live is as short] as [SIM] a puff of wind; our time to live disappears like a shadow does.
Mannen likjest ein pust, hans dagar er som ein kvervande skugge.
5 Yahweh, (tear open/open up) the sky and come down! Touch the mountains in order that smoke will pour out from them!
Herre, bøyg din himmel, og stig ned, rør du fjelli so dei ryk!
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).
Lat ljonet lyna, og spreid deim, send dine piler, og skræm deim!
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
Rett henderne ned frå det høge, frels meg og fria meg ut frå dei store vatni, frå handi åt framande,
8 who [SYN] [always] tell lies. [Even in a courtroom where they swear to tell the truth] they tell lies.
dei som med munnen talar svik, og deira høgre hand er lygne-hand.
9 God, I will sing a new song to you, and I will play my ten-stringed harp [while I sing] to you.
Gud, ein ny song vil eg syngja deg, til tistrengs-harpa vil eg syngja deg lov,
10 You enable kings to defeat [their enemies]; and you rescued me, your servant David, from [being killed by] my enemies’ swords.
du som gjev kongar frelsa, som friar David, tenaren din, frå det vonde sverd.
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].
Frels meg og fria meg ut frå handi åt framande, dei som med munnen talar svik, og deira høgre hand er lygne-hand!
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.
So våre søner kann vera i sin ungdom som høgvaksne vokstrar, våre døtter som hyrnestolpar, hogne som til eit slott,
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.
so våre bur kann vera fulle og gjeva av alle slag, so våre sauer kann auka seg i tusundtal, ja, ti tusundtal på våre marker,
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].
so våre kyr kann hava kalv, og der ikkje må vera brot og ikkje tap, og inkje klagerop på våre gator.
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!
Sælt er det folk som hev det soleis; sælt er det folk som hev Herren til Gud.
