Psalms 57
1 For the chief musician; set to Al Tashheth. A psalm of David. A michtam; when he fled from Saul, in the cave. Be merciful to me, God, be merciful to me, for I take refuge in you until these troubles are over. I stay under your wings for protection until this destruction is over.
Til Sangmesteren. Al-tasjhet. Af David. En Miktam, da han flygtede ind i Hulen for Saul.
2 I will cry to God Most High, to God, who does all things for me.
Vær mig naadig, Gud, vær mig naadig, thi hos dig har min Sjæl søgt Ly; i dine Vingers Skygge søger jeg Ly, til Ulykken er drevet over.
3 He will send help from heaven and save me, he is angry with those who crush me. (Selah) God will send me his loving kindness and his faithfulness.
Gud, den Højeste, paakalder jeg, den Gud, der gør vel imod mig;
4 My life is among lions; I am among those who are ready to devour me. I am among people whose teeth are spears and arrows, and whose tongues are sharp swords.
han sender mig Hjælp fra Himlen og frelser min Sjæl fra dem, som vil mig til Livs. Gud sender sin Naade og Trofasthed.
5 Be exalted, God, above the heavens; let your glory be above all the earth.
Jeg maa ligge midt iblandt Løver, bo mellem Folk, der spyr Ild, hvis Tænder er Spyd og Pile, hvis Tunge er hvas som et Sværd.
6 They spread out a net for my feet; I was distressed. They dug a pit in front of me. They themselves have fallen into the middle of it! (Selah)
Løft dig, o Gud, over Himlen, din Herlighed være over al Jorden!
7 My heart is fixed, God, my heart is fixed; I will sing, yes, I will sing praises.
Et Net har de udspændt for mine Skridt, deres egen Fod skal hildes deri; en Grav har de gravet foran mig, selv skal de falde deri. (Sela)
8 Wake up, my honored heart; wake up, lute and harp; I will wake up the dawn.
Mit Hjerte er trøstigt, Gud, mit Hjerte er trøstigt; jeg vil synge og lovprise dig,
9 I will give thanks to you, Lord, among the peoples; I will sing praises to you among the nations.
vaagn op, min Ære! Harpe og Citer vaagn op, jeg vil vække Morgenrøden.
10 For great is your unfailing love, reaching to the heavens; and your faithfulness to the clouds.
Jeg vil takke dig, Herre, blandt Folkeslag, prise dig blandt Folkefærd;
11 Be exalted, God, above the heavens; may your glory be exalted over all the earth.
thi din Miskundhed naar til Himlen, din Sandhed til Skyerne. Løft dig, o Gud, over Himlen, din Herlighed være over al Jorden!
