¹Hear this, all you peoples. Listen, all you inhabitants of the world,

¹(Til sangmesteren. Af Koras sønner. En salme.) Hør det, alle Folkeslag, lyt til, al Verdens Folk,

²both low and high, rich and poor together.

²både høj og lav, både rig og fattig!

³My mouth will speak words of wisdom. My heart shall utter understanding.

³Min Mund skal tale Visdom, mit Hjerte udgransker Indsigt;

⁴I will incline my ear to a proverb. I will open my riddle on the harp.

⁴jeg bøjer mit Øre til Tankesprog, råder min Gåde til Strengeleg.

⁵Why should I fear in the days of evil, when iniquity at my heels surrounds me?

⁵Hvorfor skulle jeg frygte i de onde dage, når mine lumske Fjender omringer mig med Brøde,

⁶Those who trust in their wealth, and boast in the multitude of their riches—

⁶de, som stoler på deres gods og bryster sig af deres store rigdom?

⁷none of them can by any means redeem his brother, nor give God a ransom for him.

⁷Visselig, ingen kan købe sin sjæl fri og give Gud en løsesum

⁸For the redemption of their life is costly, no payment is ever enough,

⁸- Prisen for hans sjæl blev for høj, for evigt måtte han opgive det - så han kunde blive i Live

⁹That he should live on forever, that he should not see corruption.

⁹og aldrig få Graven at se;

¹⁰For he sees that wise men die; likewise the fool and the senseless perish, and leave their wealth to others.

¹⁰nej, han skal se den; Vismænd dør, både Dåre og Tåbe går bort. Deres Gods må de afstå til andre,

¹¹Their inward thought is that their houses will endure forever, and their dwelling places to all generations. They name their lands after themselves.

¹¹deres Grav er deres Hjem for evigt, deres Bolig Slægt efter Slægt, om Godser end fik deres Navn.

¹²But man, despite his riches, doesn’t endure. He is like the animals that perish.

¹²Trods Herlighed bliver Mennesket ikke, han er som Dyrene, der forgår.

¹³This is the destiny of those who are foolish, and of those who approve their sayings. Selah.

¹³Så går det dem, der tror sig trygge, så ender det for dem, deres Tale behager. - Sela.

¹⁴They are appointed as a flock for Sheol Sheol is the place of the dead. . Death shall be their shepherd. The upright shall have dominion over them in the morning. Their beauty shall decay in Sheol Sheol is the place of the dead. , far from their mansion.

¹⁴I Dødsriget drives de ned som Får, deres Hyrde skal Døden være; de oprigtige træder på dem ved Gry, deres Skikkelse går Opløsning i Møde, Dødsriget er deres Bolig.

¹⁵But God will redeem my soul from the power of Sheol Sheol is the place of the dead. , for he will receive me. Selah.

¹⁵Men Gud udløser min Sjæl af Dødsrigets Hånd, thi han tager mig til sig. - Sela.

¹⁶Don’t be afraid when a man is made rich, when the glory of his house is increased.

¹⁶Frygt ej, når en Mand bliver rig, når hans Huses Herlighed øges;

¹⁷For when he dies he shall carry nothing away. His glory shall not descend after him.

¹⁷thi intet tager han med i Døden, hans Herlighed følger ham ikke.

¹⁸Though while he lived he blessed his soul— and men praise you when you do well for yourself—

¹⁸Priser han end i Live sig selv: "De lover dig for din Lykke!"

¹⁹he shall go to the generation of his fathers. They shall never see the light.

¹⁹han vandrer til sine Fædres Slægt, der aldrig får Lyset at skue.

²⁰A man who has riches without understanding, is like the animals that perish.

²⁰Den, som lever i Herlighed, men uden Forstand, han er som Dyrene, der forgår.