¹I will give thanks to Yahweh with my whole heart. I will tell of all your marvelous works.

¹(Til sangmesteren. Al-mut-labben. En Salme af David.) Jeg vil takke HERREN af hele mit Hjerte, kundgøre alle dine Undere,

²I will be glad and rejoice in you. I will sing praise to your name, O Most High.

²glæde og fryde mig i dig, lovsynge dit Navn, du Højeste,

³When my enemies turn back, they stumble and perish in your presence.

³fordi mine Fjender veg, faldt og forgik for dit Åsyn.

⁴For you have maintained my just cause. You sit on the throne judging righteously.

⁴Thi du hævded min Ret og min Sag, du sad på Tronen som Retfærds Dommer.

⁵You have rebuked the nations. You have destroyed the wicked. You have blotted out their name forever and ever.

⁵Du trued ad Folkene, rydded de gudløse ud, deres Navn har du slettet for evigt.

⁶The enemy is overtaken by endless ruin. The very memory of the cities which you have overthrown has perished.

⁶Fjenden er borte, lagt øde for stedse, du omstyrted Byer, de mindes ej mer.

⁷But Yahweh reigns forever. He has prepared his throne for judgment.

⁷Men HERREN troner evindelig, han rejste sin Trone til Dom,

⁸He will judge the world in righteousness. He will administer judgment to the peoples in uprightness.

⁸skal dømme Verden med Retfærd, fælde Dom over Folkefærd med Ret.

⁹Yahweh will also be a high tower for the oppressed; a high tower in times of trouble.

⁹HERREN blev de fortryktes Tilflugt, en Tilflugt i Trængselstider;

¹⁰Those who know your name will put their trust in you, for you, Yahweh, have not forsaken those who seek you.

¹⁰og de stoler på dig, de, som kender dit Navn, thi du svigted ej dem, der søgte dig, HERRE.

¹¹Sing praises to Yahweh, who dwells in Zion, and declare among the people what he has done.

¹¹Lovsyng HERREN, der bor på Zion, kundgør blandt Folkene, hvad han har gjort!

¹²For he who avenges blood remembers them. He doesn’t forget the cry of the afflicted.

¹²Thi han, der hævner Blodskyld, kom dem i Hu, han glemte ikke de armes Råb:

¹³Have mercy on me, Yahweh. See my affliction by those who hate me, and lift me up from the gates of death;

¹³"HERRE, vær nådig, se, hvad jeg lider af Avindsmænd, du, som løfter mig op fra Dødens Porte,

¹⁴that I may show forth all your praise. In the gates of the daughter of Zion, I will rejoice in your salvation.

¹⁴at jeg kan kundgøre al din Pris, juble over din Frelse i Zions Datters Porte!"

¹⁵The nations have sunk down in the pit that they made. In the net which they hid, their own foot is taken.

¹⁵Folkene sank i Graven, de grov, deres Fod blev hildet i Garnet, de satte.

¹⁶Yahweh has made himself known. He has executed judgment. The wicked is snared by the work of his own hands. Meditation. Selah.

¹⁶HERREN blev åbenbar, holdt Dom, den gudløse hildedes i sine Hænders Gerning. - Higgajon Sela.

¹⁷The wicked shall be turned back to Sheol Sheol is the place of the dead. , even all the nations that forget God.

¹⁷Til Dødsriget skal de gudløse fare, alle Folk, der ej kommer Gud i Hu.

¹⁸For the needy shall not always be forgotten, nor the hope of the poor perish forever.

¹⁸Thi den fattige glemmes ikke for evigt, ej skuffes evindelig ydmyges Håb.

¹⁹Arise, Yahweh! Don’t let man prevail. Let the nations be judged in your sight.

¹⁹Rejs dig, HERRE, lad ikke Mennesker få Magten, lad Folkene dømmes for dit Åsyn;

²⁰Put them in fear, Yahweh. Let the nations know that they are only men. Selah.

²⁰HERRE, slå dem med Rædsel, lad Folkene kende, at de er Mennesker! - Sela.