¹My soul rests in God alone. My salvation is from him.

¹(Til sangmesteren. Til Jedutun. En salme af David.) Min Sjæl er Stille for Gud alene, min Frelse kommer fra ham;

²He alone is my rock and my salvation, my fortress— I will never be greatly shaken.

²ja, han er min Klippe, min Frelse, mit Værn, jeg skal ikke rokkes meget.

³How long will you assault a man, would all of you throw him down, Like a leaning wall, like a tottering fence?

³Hvor længe stormer I løs på en Mand, - alle slår I ham ned - som på en hældende Væg, en faldende Mur?

⁴They fully intend to throw him down from his lofty place. They delight in lies. They bless with their mouth, but they curse inwardly. Selah.

⁴Ja, de oplægger Råd om at styrte ham fra hans Højhed. De elsker Løgn, velsigner med Munden, men forbander i deres Indre. - Sela.

⁵My soul, wait in silence for God alone, for my expectation is from him.

⁵Vær stille hos Gud alene, min Sjæl, thi fra ham kommer mit Håb;

⁶He alone is my rock and my salvation, my fortress. I will not be shaken.

⁶ja, han er min Klippe, min Frelse, mit Værn, jeg skal ikke rokkes.

⁷With God is my salvation and my honor. The rock of my strength, and my refuge, is in God.

⁷Hos Gud er min Hjælp og min Ære, min stærke Klippe, min Tilflugt har jeg i Gud;

⁸Trust in him at all times, you people. Pour out your heart before him. God is a refuge for us. Selah.

⁸stol på ham, al Folkets Forsamling, udøs for ham eders Hjerte, Gud er vor Tilflugt. - Sela.

⁹Surely men of low degree are just a breath, and men of high degree are a lie. In the balances they will go up. They are together lighter than a breath.

⁹Kun Tomhed er Mennesker, Mænd en Løgn, på Vægtskålen vipper de op, de er Tomhed til Hobe.

¹⁰Don’t trust in oppression. Don’t become vain in robbery. If riches increase, don’t set your heart on them.

¹⁰Forlad eder ikke på vold, lad jer ikke blænde af Ran; om Rigdommen vokser, agt ikke derpå!

¹¹God has spoken once; twice I have heard this, that power belongs to God.

¹¹Een Gang talede Gud, to Gange hørte jeg det: at Magten er Guds,

¹²Also to you, Lord, belongs loving kindness, for you reward every man according to his work.

¹²Og Miskundhed er hos dig, o Herre. Thi enhver gengælder du efter hans Gerning.