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Psalm 55

Prayer for the Destruction of the Treacherous.

To the Chief Musician; with stringed instruments. A skillful song, or a didactic or reflective poem, of David.

1Listen to my prayer, O God,
And do not hide Yourself from my plea.

Listen to me and answer me;
I am restless and distraught in my complaint and distracted

Because of the voice of the enemy,
Because of the pressure of the wicked;
For they bring down trouble on me,
And in anger they persecute me.


My heart is in anguish within me,
And the terrors of death have fallen upon me.

Fear and trembling have come upon me;
Horror has overwhelmed me.

And I say, “Oh, that I had wings like a dove!
I would fly away and be at rest.

“I would wander far away,
I would lodge in the [peace of the] wilderness. Selah.

“I would hurry to my refuge [my tranquil shelter far away]
From the stormy wind and from the tempest.”


[a]Confuse [my enemies], O Lord, divide their tongues [destroying their schemes],
For I have seen violence and strife in the city.
10 
Day and night they go around her walls;
Wickedness and mischief are in her midst.
11 
Destruction is within her;
Oppression and deceit do not depart from her streets and market places.

12 
For it is not an enemy who taunts me—
Then I could bear it;
Nor is it one who has hated me who insolently exalts himself against me—
Then I could hide from him.
13 
But it is you, a man my equal and my counsel,
My companion and my familiar friend;
14 
We who had sweet [b]fellowship together,
Who walked to the house of God in company.
15 
Let death come deceitfully upon them;
Let them go down alive to Sheol (the nether world, the place of the dead),
For evil [of every kind] is in their dwelling and in their hearts, in their midst.

16 
As for me, I shall call upon God,
And the Lord will save me.
17 
Evening and morning and at noon I will complain and murmur,
And He will hear my voice.
18 
He has redeemed my life in peace from the battle that was against me,
For there were many against me.
19 
God will hear and humble them,
Even He who [c]sits enthroned from old— Selah.
Because in them there has been no change [of heart],
And they do not fear God [at all].
20 
He [my companion] has put out his hands against those who were at peace with him;
He has [d]broken his covenant [of friendship and loyalty].
21 
The words of his mouth were smoother than butter,
But his heart was hostile;
His words were softer than oil,
Yet they were drawn swords.

22 
Cast your burden on the Lord [release it] and He will sustain and uphold you;
He will never allow the righteous to be shaken (slip, fall, fail).
23 
But You, O God, will bring down the wicked to the pit of destruction;
Men of blood and treachery will not live out half their days.
But I will [boldly and unwaveringly] trust in You.

Notas al pie

  1. Psalm 55:9 Lit swallow up.
  2. Psalm 55:14 Lit counsel; or intimacy.
  3. Psalm 55:19 Or abides.
  4. Psalm 55:20 Lit profaned.

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Salme 55

Om at blive forrådt af sine venner

1Til korlederen: En visdomssang af David. Synges til akkompagnement af strengeinstrumenter.

Hør min bøn, Gud,
    lyt til mit råb om hjælp.
        Hør mig og svar mig.
Jeg er ude af mig selv
    og ryster af skræk.
Mine fjender gør mig bange
    med deres voldsomme trusler.
De er rasende på mig
    og klar til angreb.
Mit hjerte banker helt vildt,
    dødsangsten overmander mig.
Jeg er grebet af skræk og rædsel,
    jeg er lammet af frygt.
Jeg ville ønske, jeg havde vinger som en fugl,
    så jeg kunne flygte og finde fred.
Jeg ville flyve langt bort,
    slå mig ned i ødemarken og blive der.
Jeg ville skyndsomst søge ly
    for det voldsomme uvejr.
10 Skab forvirring hos dem, Herre,
    og forstyr deres planer.
Der er oprør og ufred i byen.
11     Der går vagter på bymuren dag og nat,
        men den virkelige fare kommer indefra.
12 Der er vold og mord overalt,
    trusler og bedrageri breder sig uhæmmet.
13 Hvis det var en fremmed, der rasede imod mig,
    kunne jeg bedre holde det ud.
Hvis jeg blev hånet af mine fjender,
    kunne jeg løbe væk fra dem.
14 Men det var dig, som jeg troede var min ven,
    du var min følgesvend og min fortrolige.
15 Vi delte hinandens hemmeligheder,
    vi fulgtes ad i festoptoget til Guds hus.

16 Gid du ville sende dem i døden, Gud,
    for ondskaben har fyldt deres sind.

17 Jeg vil råbe til min Gud,
    og Herren vil redde mig.
18 Morgen, middag og aften vil jeg klage min nød,
    og han vil høre min bøn.
19 Han vil redde mig fra mine angribere,
    selv om der er mange, der kæmper imod mig.
20 Gud, som hersker fra fortids dage,
    vil høre mig og ydmyge dem.
De nægter jo at forandre sig,
    de frygter ikke Gud.
21 Min ven forrådte mig,
    han brød sit løfte.
22 Hans tale var glat som olie,
    men han havde bagtanker om oprør.
Hans ord var bløde som smør,
    men de blev snart til skarpe dolke.
23 Kast din byrde på Herren,
    så vil han bære den for dig.
Han lader ikke de gudfrygtige bukke under.
    Aldrig i evighed.
24 Gud, send de onde bedragere i afgrunden,
    mordere og løgnere skal dø i deres ungdom.
Men jeg sætter min lid til dig.