¹We have heard with our ears, God; our fathers have told us, what work you did in their days, in the days of old.

¹(Til sangmesteren. Af Koras sønner. En maskil.) Gud, vi har hørt det med egne ører, vore Fædre har fortalt os derom; du øved en Dåd i deres Dage, i Fortids Dage med din Hånd;

²You drove out the nations with your hand, but you planted them. You afflicted the peoples, but you spread them abroad.

²Folk drev du bort, men plantede hine, Folkeslag knuste du, men dem lod du brede sig;

³For they didn’t get the land in possession by their own sword, neither did their own arm save them; but your right hand, and your arm, and the light of your face, because you were favorable to them.

³thi de fik ej Landet i Eje med Sværdet, det var ej deres Arm, der gav dem Sejr, men det var din højre, din Arm og dit Ansigts Lys, thi du havde dem kær.

⁴You are my King, God. Command victories for Jacob!

⁴Du, du er min Konge, min Gud, som sender Jakob Sejr.

⁵Through you, will we push down our adversaries. Through your name, will we tread them under who rise up against us.

⁵Ved dig nedstøder vi Fjenden, Modstanderne træder vi ned i dit Navn;

⁶For I will not trust in my bow, neither shall my sword save me.

⁶thi ej på min Bue stoler jeg, mit Sværd kan ikke give mig Sejr;

⁷But you have saved us from our adversaries, and have shamed those who hate us.

⁷men du gav os Sejr over Fjenden, du lod vore Avindsmænd blive til Skamme.

⁸In God we have made our boast all day long, we will give thanks to your name forever. Selah.

⁸Vi roser os altid af Gud, dit Navn vil vi love for evigt. - Sela.

⁹But now you rejected us, and brought us to dishonor, and don’t go out with our armies.

⁹Dog har du forstødt os, gjort os til Spot, du drager ej med vore Hære;

¹⁰You make us turn back from the adversary. Those who hate us take spoil for themselves.

¹⁰du lader os vige for Fjenden, vore Avindsmænd tager sig Bytte;

¹¹You have made us like sheep for food, and have scattered us among the nations.

¹¹du har givet os hen som Slagtekvæg, og strøet os ud mellem Folkene,

¹²You sell your people for nothing, and have gained nothing from their sale.

¹²dit Folk har du solgt til Spotpris, vandt ikke Rigdom ved Salget.

¹³You make us a reproach to our neighbors, a scoffing and a derision to those who are around us.

¹³Til Hån for Naboer gør du os, til Spot og Spe for Grander,

¹⁴You make us a byword among the nations, a shaking of the head among the peoples.

¹⁴du gør os til Mundheld blandt Folkene, lader Folkeslagene ryste på Hovedet ad os.

¹⁵All day long my dishonor is before me, and shame covers my face,

¹⁵Min Skændsel er mig altid i Tanke, og Skam bedækker mit Åsyn

¹⁶At the taunt of one who reproaches and verbally abuses, because of the enemy and the avenger.

¹⁶for spottende, hånende Tale, for Fjendens og den hævngerriges Blikke.

¹⁷All this has come on us, yet have we not forgotten you, Neither have we been false to your covenant.

¹⁷Alt det kom over os, skønt vi glemte dig ikke, sveg ikke heller din Pagt!

¹⁸Our heart has not turned back, neither have our steps strayed from your path,

¹⁸Vort Hjerte veg ikke fra dig, vore Skridt forlod ej din Vej.

¹⁹Though you have crushed us in the haunt of jackals, and covered us with the shadow of death.

¹⁹Dog knuste du os, hvor Sjakalerne bor, og indhylled os i Mørke.

²⁰If we have forgotten the name of our God, or spread forth our hands to a strange god;

²⁰Havde vi glemt vor Guds Navn, bredt Hænderne ud mod en fremmed Gud,

²¹won’t God search this out? For he knows the secrets of the heart.

²¹vilde Gud ej opspore det? Han kender jo Hjerternes Løn dom

²²Yes, for your sake we are killed all day long. We are regarded as sheep for the slaughter.

²²nej, for din Skyld dræbes vi Dagen lang og regnes som Slagtekvæg!

²³Wake up! Why do you sleep, Lord? The word translated “Lord” is “Adonai.” Arise! Don’t reject us forever.

²³Vågn op, hvi sover du, Herre? Bliv vågen, forstød ej for stedse!

²⁴Why do you hide your face, and forget our affliction and our oppression?

²⁴Hvorfor vil du skjule dit Åsyn, glemme vor Nød og Trængsel?

²⁵For our soul is bowed down to the dust. Our body clings to the earth.

²⁵Thi vor Sjæl ligger bøjet i Støvet, vort Legeme klæber ved Jorden.

²⁶Rise up to help us. Redeem us for your loving kindness’ sake.

²⁶Stå op og kom os til Hjælp, forløs os for din Miskundheds Skyld!