Salme 51
1 (Til sangmesteren. En salme af David, dengang Natan kom til ham, efter at han havde været inde hos Batseba.) Gud, vær mig nådig efter din Miskundhed, udslet mine Overtrædelser efter din store Barmhjertighed,
For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David, when Nathan the prophet came to him, after he had gone in to Bathsheba. Have mercy on me, God, according to your loving kindness. According to the multitude of your tender mercies, blot out my transgressions.
2 tvæt mig fuldkommen ren for min Skyld og rens mig for min Synd!
Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity. Cleanse me from my sin.
3 Mine Overtrædelser kender jeg jo, min Synd står mig altid for Øje.
For I know my transgressions. My sin is constantly before me.
4 Mod dig har jeg syndet, mod dig alene, og gjort, hvad i dine Øjne er ondt, at du må få Ret, når du taler, stå ren, når du dømmer.
Against you, and you only, I have sinned, and done that which is evil in your sight, so you may be proved right when you speak, and justified when you judge.
5 Se, jeg er født i Misgerning, min Moder undfanged mig i Synd.
Behold, I was born in iniquity. My mother conceived me in sin.
6 Du elsker jo Sandhed i Hjertets Løndom, så lær mig da Visdom i Hjertedybet.
Behold, you desire truth in the inward parts. You teach me wisdom in the inmost place.
7 Rens mig for Synd med Ysop, tvæt mig hvidere end Sne;
Purify me with hyssop, and I will be clean. Wash me, and I will be whiter than snow.
8 mæt mig med Fryd og Glæde, lad de Ben, du knuste, juble;
Let me hear joy and gladness, that the bones which you have broken may rejoice.
9 skjul dit Åsyn for mine Synder, udslet alle mine Misgerninger;
Hide your face from my sins, and blot out all of my iniquities.
10 skab mig, o Gud, et rent Hjerte, giv en ny, en stadig Ånd i mit Indre;
Create in me a clean heart, O God. Renew a right spirit within me.
11 kast mig ikke bort fra dit Åsyn, tag ikke din hellige Ånd fra mig;
Do not throw me from your presence, and do not take your Holy Spirit from me.
12 glæd mig igen med din Frelse, giv mig til Støtte en villig Ånd!
Restore to me the joy of your salvation. Uphold me with a willing spirit.
13 Da vil jeg lære Overtrædere dine Veje, og Syndere skal vende om til dig.
Then I will teach transgressors your ways. Sinners will be converted to you.
14 Fri mig fra Blodskyld, Gud, min Frelses Gud, så skal min Tunge lovsynge din Retfærd;
Deliver me from the guilt of bloodshed, O God, the God of my salvation. My tongue will sing aloud of your righteousness.
15 Herre, åben mine Læber, så skal min Mund forkynde din Pris.
Lord, open my lips. My mouth will declare your praise.
16 Thi i Slagtoffer har du ikke Behag, og gav jeg et Brændoffer, vandt det dig ikke.
For you do not delight in sacrifice, or else I would give it. You have no pleasure in burnt offering.
17 Offer for Gud er en sønderbrudt Ånd; et sønderbrudt, sønderknust Hjerte agter du ikke ringe, o Gud.
The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit. O God, you will not despise a broken and contrite heart.
18 Gør vel i din Nåde mod Zion, opbyg Jerusalems Mure!
Do well in your good pleasure to Zion. Build the walls of Jerusalem.
19 Da skal du have Behag i rette Ofre, Brænd- og Heloffer, da bringes Tyre op på dit Alter.
Then you will delight in the sacrifices of righteousness, in burnt offerings and in whole burnt offerings. Then they will offer bulls on your altar.
