Salmernes bog 11 |
| 1992 | King James Version |
| 1 For Korlederen. Af David. Hos Herren søger jeg tilflugt. Hvordan kan I sige til mig: »Flygt op i-bjergene som en fugl!« | 1 To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. In the LORD put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain? |
| 2 For de ugudelige spænder buen og lægger pilen på strengen for i ly af mørket at ramme de oprigtige. | 2 For, lo, the wicked bend their bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they may privily shoot at the upright in heart. |
| 3 Når grundvoldene vakler, hvad gør da den retfærdige? | 3 If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do? |
| 4 Herren er i sit hellige tempel, Herrens trone er i himlen. Hans øjne iagttager, hans blik prøver menneskene. | 4 The LORD is in his holy temple, the LORD'S throne is in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men. |
| 5 Herren prøver retfærdige og uretfærdige, og han hader dem, der elsker vold. | 5 The LORD trieth the righteous: but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth. |
| 6 Han lader glødende kul og svovl regne over de uretfærdige, og en glohed vind bliver deres skæbne. | 6 Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, and an horrible tempest: this shall be the portion of their cup. |
| 7 For Herren er retfærdig, han elsker ret, de retskafne skal se hans ansigt. | 7 For the righteous LORD loveth righteousness; his countenance doth behold the upright. |