Salme 57
1 (Til sangmesteren. Al-tasjhet. Af David. En miktam, da han flygtede ind i hulen for Saul.) Vær mig nådig, Gud, vær mig nådig, thi hos dig har min Sjæl søgt Ly; i dine Vingers Skygge søger jeg Ly, til Ulykken er drevet over.
Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me: for my soul trusts in you: yes, in the shadow of your wings will I make my refuge, until these calamities be over.
2 Gud, den Højeste, påkalder jeg, den Gud, der gør vel imod mig;
I will cry to God most high; to God that performs all things for me.
3 han sender mig Hjælp fra Himlen og frelser min Sjæl fra dem, som vil mig til Livs. Gud sender sin Nåde og Trofasthed.
He shall send from heaven, and save me from the reproach of him that would swallow me up. (Selah) God shall send forth his mercy and his truth.
4 Jeg må ligge midt iblandt Løver, bo mellem Folk, der spyr Ild, hvis Tænder er Spyd og Pile, hvis Tunge er hvas som et Sværd.
My soul is among lions: and I lie even among them that are set on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
5 Løft dig, o Gud, over Himlen, din Herlighed være over al Jorden!
Be you exalted, O God, above the heavens; let your glory be above all the earth.
6 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)
They have prepared a net for my steps; my soul is bowed down: they have dig a pit before me, into the middle whereof they are fallen themselves. (Selah)
7 Mit Hjerte er trøstigt, Gud, mit Hjerte er trøstigt; jeg vil synge og lovprise dig,
My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed: I will sing and give praise.
8 vågn op, min Ære! Harpe og Citer vågn op, jeg vil vække Morgenrøden.
Awake up, my glory; awake, psaltery and harp: I myself will awake early.
9 Jeg vil takke dig, Herre, blandt Folkeslag, prise dig blandt Folkefærd;
I will praise you, O Lord, among the people: I will sing to you among the nations.
10 thi din Miskundhed når til Himlen, din Sandhed til Skyerne.
For your mercy is great to the heavens, and your truth to the clouds.
11 Løft dig, o Gud, over Himlen, din Herlighed være over al Jorden!
Be you exalted, O God, above the heavens: let your glory be above all the earth.
