Psalm 59 – NIRV & BPH

New International Reader’s Version

Psalm 59:1-17

Psalm 59

For the director of music. A miktam of David when Saul had sent men to watch David’s house. Saul sent the men to kill David. To the tune of “Do Not Destroy.”

1God, save me from my enemies.

Keep me safe from people who are attacking me.

2Save me from those who do evil.

Save me from people who want to kill me.

3See how they hide and wait for me!

Lord, angry people plan to harm me,

even though I haven’t hurt them in any way or sinned against them.

4I haven’t done anything wrong to them. But they are ready to attack me.

Rise up and help me! Look at what I’m up against!

5Lord God who rules over all, rise up. God of Israel,

punish all the nations.

Don’t show any mercy to those sinful people

who have turned against me.

6My enemies are like a pack of barking dogs

that come back to the city in the evening.

They prowl around the city.

7Listen to what pours out of their mouths.

The words from their lips are like swords.

They think, “Who can hear us?”

8But you laugh at them, Lord.

You make fun of all those nations.

9You give me strength. I look to you.

God, you are like a fort to me. 10You are my God, and I can depend on you.

God will march out in front of me.

He will let me look down on those who tell lies about me.

11Lord, you are like a shield that keeps us safe.

Don’t kill my enemies all at once.

If you do, my people will forget about it.

Use your power to pull my enemies up by the roots like weeds.

Destroy them.

12They have sinned with their mouths.

Their lips have spoken evil words.

They have cursed me and lied.

Let them be caught in their pride.

13Burn them up in your anger.

Burn them up until there isn’t anything left of them.

Then everyone from one end of the earth to the other will know

that God rules over the people of Jacob.

14My enemies are like a pack of barking dogs

that come back into the city in the evening.

They prowl around the city.

15They wander around looking for food.

They groan if they don’t find something that will satisfy them.

16But I will sing about your strength.

In the morning I will sing about your love.

You are like a fort to me.

You keep me safe in times of trouble.

17You give me strength. I sing praise to you.

God, you are like a fort to me. You are my God, and I can depend on you.

Bibelen på hverdagsdansk

Salmernes Bog 59:1-18

Tilflugt hos Herren

1Til korlederen: En sang af David i anledning af, at Sauls soldater omringede hans hus for at dræbe ham.

2Min Gud, red mig fra de grusomme fjender,

beskyt mig mod dem, som vil slå mig ihjel.

3Fri mig for disse forbrydere,

red mig fra de frygtelige mordere.

4De ligger i baghold og lurer på mig,

farlige mænd venter på mig derude,

på trods af at jeg intet ondt har gjort.

5De er parat til at slå en uskyldig ihjel.

Herre, grib ind og kom mig til hjælp.

6Almægtige Herre, Israels Gud,

gå i krig mod de onde mennesker.

Spar ikke de grusomme forbrydere.

7De snuser rundt i byen om natten,

de knurrer som bidske hunde.

8Forbandelser strømmer ud af munden på dem,

de slår om sig med frygtelige trusler.

„Hvem skulle opdage os?” siger de.

9Men du ler blot ad dem, Herre,

du ser på de ugudelige med foragt.

10Herre, du giver mig styrke, og jeg stoler på dig.

Jeg kan altid søge tilflugt hos dig.

11Du elsker mig, Gud, og kommer mig til hjælp.

Du giver mig sejr over alle mine fjender.

12Slå dem ikke ihjel med det samme,

for så glemmer folk, hvad der skete.

Lad dem først vandre hjemløse rundt,

for du er den Almægtige, som beskytter os.

13De taler stolte og syndige ord.

Straf dem på grund af deres overmod,

for alle deres løgne og forbandelser.

14Udryd dem i din vrede,

gør det fuldstændigt af med dem.

Da vil alle i hele verden kunne se og forstå,

at du har magten i Israel.

15De snuser rundt i byen om natten,

de knurrer som bidske hunde.

16De går rundt og leder efter føde,

knurrer, hvis de ikke får nok.

17Men jeg vil altid lovprise din magt,

hver morgen vil jeg synge om din trofaste kærlighed.

For du er min tilflugt,

min hjælp på nødens dag.

18Du giver mig styrke, og jeg synger din pris.

Jeg søger tilflugt hos dig, min trofaste Gud.