Salme 92

1 (En Salme. En Sang for Sabbatsdagen.) Det er godt at takke HERREN, lovsynge dit navn, du højeste,

A Psalm. A song for the Sabbath day. It is a good thing to give thanks to the LORD, to sing praises to your name, Most High,

2 ved Gry forkynde din Nåde, om Natten din Trofasthed

to proclaim your loving kindness in the morning, and your faithfulness every night,

3 til tistrenget Lyre, til Harpe, til Strengeleg på Citer!

with the ten-stringed lute, with the harp, and with the melody of the lyre.

4 Thi ved dit Værk har du glædet mig, HERRE, jeg jubler over dine Hænders Gerning.

For you, LORD, have made me glad through your work. I will triumph in the works of your hands.

5 Hvor store er dine Gerninger, HERRE, dine Tanker såre dybe!

How great are your works, LORD! Your thoughts are very deep.

6 Tåben fatter det ikke, Dåren skønner ej sligt.

A senseless man doesn’t know, neither does a fool understand this:

7 Spirer de gudløse end som Græsset, blomstrer end alle Udådsmænd, er det kun for at lægges øde for stedse,

though the wicked spring up as the grass, and all the evildoers flourish, they will be destroyed forever.

8 men du er ophøjet for evigt, HERRE.

But you, LORD, are on high forever more.

9 Thi se, dine Fjender, HERRE, se, dine Fjender går under, alle Udådsmænd spredes!

For behold, your enemies, LORD, for behold, your enemies shall perish. All the evildoers will be scattered.

10 Du har løftet mit Horn som Vildoksens, kvæget mig med den friskeste Olie;

But you have exalted my horn like that of the wild ox. I am anointed with fresh oil.

11 det fryder mit Øje at se mine Fjender, mit Øre at høre mine Avindsmænd.

My eye has also seen my enemies. My ears have heard of the wicked enemies who rise up against me.

12 De retfærdige grønnes som Palmen, vokser som Libanons Ceder;

The righteous shall flourish like the palm tree. He will grow like a cedar in Lebanon.

13 plantet i HERRENs Hus grønnes de i vor Guds Forgårde;

They are planted in the LORD’s house. They will flourish in our God’s courts.

14 selv grånende bærer de Frugt, er friske og fulde af Saft

They will still produce fruit in old age. They will be full of sap and green,

15 for at vidne, at HERREN er retvis, min Klippe, hos hvem ingen Uret findes.

to show that the LORD is upright. He is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.