Salme 41

1 Til Sangmesteren. En Salme af David.

Blessed is he that considers the poor: the LORD will deliver him in time of trouble.

2 Salig den Mand, der tager sig af de svage, ham frelser HERREN paa Ulykkens Dag;

The LORD will preserve him, and keep him alive; and he shall be blessed upon the earth: and you will not deliver him unto the will of his enemies.

3 HERREN vogter ham, holder ham i Live, det gaar ham vel i Landet, han giver ham ikke i Fjendevold.

The LORD will strengthen him upon the bed of languishing: you will make all his bed in his sickness.

4 Paa Sottesengen staar HERREN ham bi, hans Smertensleje gør du ham let.

I said, LORD, be merciful unto me: heal my soul; for I have sinned against you.

5 Saa siger jeg da: Vær mig naadig, HERRE, helbred min Sjæl, jeg har syndet mod dig!

Mine enemies speak evil of me, When shall he die, and his name perish?

6 Mine Fjender ønsker mig ondt: »Hvornaar mon han dør og hans Navn udslettes?«

And if he comes to see me, he speaks vanity: his heart gathers iniquity to itself; when he goes abroad, he tells it.

7 Kommer en i Besøg, saa fører han hyklerisk Tale, hans Hjerte samler paa ondt, og saa gaar han bort og taler derom.

All that hate me whisper together against me: against me do they devise my hurt.

8 Mine Avindsmænd hvisker sammen imod mig, alle regner de med, at det gaar mig ilde:

An evil disease, say they, cleaves fast unto him: and now that he lies he shall rise up no more.

9 »En dødelig Sot har grebet ham; han ligger der — kommer aldrig op!«

Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, which did eat of my bread, has lifted up his heel against me.

10 Endog min Ven, som jeg stolede paa, som spiste mit Brød, har løftet Hælen imod mig.

But you, O LORD, be merciful unto me, and raise me up, that I may requite them.

11 Men du, o HERRE, vær mig naadig og rejs mig, saa jeg kan øve Gengæld imod dem.

By this I know that you favour me, because mine enemy does not triumph over me.

12 Deraf kan jeg kende, at du har mig kær, at min Fjende ikke skal juble over mig.

And as for me, you uphold me in mine integrity, and set me before your face for ever.

13 Du holder mig oppe i Kraft af min Uskyld, lader mig staa for dit Aasyn til evig Tid. Lovet være HERREN, Israels Gud, fra Evighed og til Evighed, Amen, Amen!

Blessed be the LORD God of Israel from everlasting, and to everlasting. Amen, and Amen.