Salme 39
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39 Til korlederen Jedutun: En sang af David.
2 Jeg havde besluttet ikke at gøre noget forkert,
og jeg ville ikke sige noget overilet.
Jeg havde valgt at holde munden lukket,
når der var gudløse mennesker til stede.
3-4 Derfor tav jeg og sagde ikke et ord,
men det hjalp bare ikke.
Uroen brændte i mit indre,
og min frustration voksede.
Jo mere jeg tænkte, jo værre blev det,
til sidst var jeg nødt til at tale:
5 „Herre, hjælp mig at indse, at livet er kort,
dagene synes at flyve af sted.
6 Mit liv er kort ud fra dit perspektiv,
et menneskes liv er flygtigt som et vindpust.
7 Vi er som skygger, der farer forbi.
Man slider for at samle sig rigdom,
men ved ikke, hvem der får glæde af det.
8 Herre, hvad kan jeg forvente af livet?
Du er mit eneste håb.
9 Red mig ud af syndens sump,
så ikke tåberne skal hovere over mig.
10 Herre, jeg har intet at sige til mit forsvar,
for det er jo dig, som straffer mig.
11 Men Herre, jeg kan ikke holde det ud længere,
jeg ligger knust under din hånd.
12 Når du straffer folk for deres synder,
bliver de mast som møl.
Mennesket er jo flygtigt som et åndepust.
13 Hør min bøn, Herre, lyt til mit råb!
Luk ikke ørerne for min gråd.
Jeg er jo blot en fremmed på jorden,
en gæst på gennemrejse som mine forfædre.
14 Vend din vrede fra mig, Herre,
så jeg kan opleve glæden igen,
før jeg skal herfra.”
Psalm 39
King James Version
39 I said, I will take heed to my ways, that I sin not with my tongue: I will keep my mouth with a bridle, while the wicked is before me.
2 I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; and my sorrow was stirred.
3 My heart was hot within me, while I was musing the fire burned: then spake I with my tongue,
4 Lord, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is: that I may know how frail I am.
5 Behold, thou hast made my days as an handbreadth; and mine age is as nothing before thee: verily every man at his best state is altogether vanity. Selah.
6 Surely every man walketh in a vain shew: surely they are disquieted in vain: he heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.
7 And now, Lord, what wait I for? my hope is in thee.
8 Deliver me from all my transgressions: make me not the reproach of the foolish.
9 I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; because thou didst it.
10 Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.
11 When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity, thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: surely every man is vanity. Selah.
12 Hear my prayer, O Lord, and give ear unto my cry; hold not thy peace at my tears: for I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner, as all my fathers were.
13 O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more.
Psalm 39
GOD’S WORD Translation
For the choir director; for Jeduthun; a psalm by David.
39 I said,
“I will watch my ways so that I do not sin with my tongue.
I will bridle my mouth while wicked people are in my presence.”
2 I remained totally speechless.
I kept silent, although it did me no good.
While I was deep in thought, my pain grew worse.
3 My heart burned like a fire flaring up within me.
Then I spoke with my tongue:
4 “Teach me, O Lord, about the end of my life.
Teach me about the number of days I have left
so that I may know how temporary my life is.
5 Indeed, you have made the length of my days ⌞only⌟ a few inches.
My life span is nothing compared to yours.
Certainly, everyone alive is like a whisper in the wind. Selah
6 Each person who walks around is like a shadow.
They are busy for no reason.
They accumulate riches without knowing who will get them.”
7 And now, Lord, what am I waiting for?
My hope is in you!
8 Rescue me from all my rebellious acts.
Do not disgrace me in front of godless fools.
9 I remained speechless.
I did not open my mouth
because you are the one who has done this.
10 Remove the sickness you laid upon me.
My life is over because you struck me with your hand.
11 With stern warnings you discipline people for their crimes.
Like a moth you eat away at what is dear to them.
Certainly, everyone is like a whisper in the wind. Selah
12 Listen to my prayer, O Lord.
Open your ear to my cry for help.
Do not be deaf to my tears,
for I am a foreign resident with you,
a stranger like all my ancestors.
13 Look away from me so that I may smile again
before I go away and am no more.
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