Psalms 92
1 A Psalm [or] Song for the sabbath day. [It is a] good [thing] to give thanks to the LORD, and to sing praises to thy name, O Most High.
En Salme. En Sang for Sabbatsdagen.
2 To show forth thy loving-kindness in the morning, and thy faithfulness every night.
Det er godt at takke HERREN, lovsynge dit Navn, du Højeste,
3 Upon an instrument of ten strings, and upon the psaltery; upon the harp with a solemn sound.
ved Gry forkynde din Naade, om Natten din Trofasthed
4 For thou, LORD, hast made me glad through thy work: I will triumph in the works of thy hands.
til tistrenget Lyre, til Harpe, til Strengeleg paa Citer!
5 O LORD, how great are thy works! [and] thy thoughts are very deep.
Thi ved dit Værk har du glædet mig, HERRE, jeg jubler over dine Hænders Gerning.
6 A brutish man knoweth not; neither doth a fool understand this.
Hvor store er dine Gerninger, HERRE, dine Tanker saare dybe!
7 When the wicked spring as the grass, and when all the workers of iniquity do flourish; [it is] that they shall be destroyed for ever:
Taaben fatter det ikke, Daaren skønner ej sligt.
8 But thou, LORD, [art most] high for evermore.
Spirer de gudløse end som Græsset, blomstrer end alle Udaadsmænd, er det kun for at lægges øde for stedse,
9 For lo, thy enemies, O LORD, for lo, thy enemies shall perish; all the workers of iniquity shall be scattered.
men du er ophøjet for evigt, HERRE.
10 But my horn shalt thou exalt like [the horn of] an unicorn: I shall be anointed with fresh oil.
Thi se, dine Fjender, HERRE, se, dine Fjender gaar under, alle Udaadsmænd spredes!
11 My eye also shall see [my desire] on my enemies, [and] my ears shall hear [my desire] of the wicked that rise up against me.
Du har løftet mit Horn som Vildoksens, kvæget mig med den friskeste Olie;
12 The righteous shall flourish like the palm-tree; he shall grow like a cedar in Lebanon.
det fryder mit Øje at se mine Fjender, mit Øre at høre mine Avindsmænd.
13 Those that are planted in the house of the LORD shall flourish in the courts of our God.
De retfærdige grønnes som Palmen, vokser som Libanons Ceder;
14 They shall still bring forth fruit in old age; they shall be fat and flourishing;
plantet i HERRENS Hus grønnes de i vor Guds Forgaarde;
15 To show that the LORD [is] upright: [he is] my rock, and [there is] no unrighteousness 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.
