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Psalm 55
The Message
Psalm 55
The Message
55 1-3 Open your ears, God, to my prayer;
don’t pretend you don’t hear me knocking.
Come close and whisper your answer.
I really need you.
I shudder at the mean voice,
quail before the evil eye,
As they pile on the guilt,
stockpile angry slander.
4-8 My insides are turned inside out;
specters of death have me down.
I shake with fear,
I shudder from head to foot.
“Who will give me wings,” I ask—
“wings like a dove?”
Get me out of here on dove wings;
I want some peace and quiet.
I want a walk in the country,
I want a cabin in the woods.
I’m desperate for a change
from rage and stormy weather.
9-11 Come down hard, Lord—slit their tongues.
I’m appalled how they’ve split the city
Into rival gangs
prowling the alleys
Day and night spoiling for a fight,
trash piled in the streets,
Even shopkeepers gouging and cheating
in broad daylight.
12-14 This isn’t the neighborhood bully
mocking me—I could take that.
This isn’t a foreign devil spitting
invective—I could tune that out.
It’s you! We grew up together!
You! My best friend!
Those long hours of leisure as we walked
arm in arm, God a third party to our conversation.
15 Haul my betrayers off alive to hell—let them
experience the horror, let them
feel every desolate detail of a damned life.
16-19 I call to God;
God will help me.
At dusk, dawn, and noon I sigh
deep sighs—he hears, he rescues.
My life is well and whole, secure
in the middle of danger
Even while thousands
are lined up against me.
God hears it all, and from his judge’s bench
puts them in their place.
But, set in their ways, they won’t change;
they pay him no mind.
20-21 And this, my best friend, betrayed his best friends;
his life betrayed his word.
All my life I’ve been charmed by his speech,
never dreaming he’d turn on me.
His words, which were music to my ears,
turned to daggers in my heart.
22-23 Pile your troubles on God’s shoulders—
he’ll carry your load, he’ll help you out.
He’ll never let good people
topple into ruin.
But you, God, will throw the others
into a muddy bog,
Cut the lifespan of assassins
and traitors in half.
And I trust in you.
Psaltaren 55
Svenska 1917
Psaltaren 55
Svenska 1917
55 För sångmästaren, med strängaspel; en sång av David.
2 Lyssna, Gud, till min bön, och fördölj dig icke för min åkallan.
3 Akta på mig och svara mig. I mitt bekymmer är jag utan ro och måste klaga,
4 vid fiendens rop, vid den ogudaktiges skri. Ty de vilja draga fördärv över mig, och i vrede ansätta de mig.
5 Mitt hjärta ängslas i mitt bröst, och dödens fasor hava fallit över mig.
6 Fruktan och bävan kommer över mig, och förfäran övertäcker mig.
7 Därför säger jag: Ack att jag hade vingar såsom duvan! Då skulle jag flyga bort och söka mig ett bo.
8 Ja, långt bort skulle jag fly, jag skulle taga härbärge i öknen. Sela.
9 Jag skulle skynda att söka mig en tillflykt undan stormvind och oväder.
10 Fördärva dem, Herre; gör deras tungor oense. Ty våld och genstridighet ser jag i staden.
11 Dag och natt gå de omkring den, ovanpå dess murar, ondska och olycka råda därinne;
12 ja, fördärv råder därinne, och från dess torg vika icke förtryck och svek.
13 Se, det är icke en fiende som smädar mig, det kunde jag fördraga; det är icke min ovän som förhäver sig mot mig, för honom kunde jag gömma mig undan.
14 Nej, du gör det, du som var min jämlike, min vän och förtrogne,
15 du som levde med mig i ljuvlig förtrolighet, du som i Guds hus gick med mig i högtidsskaran.
16 Döden komme över dem oförtänkt, levande fare de ned i dödsriket; ty ondska råder i deras boning, i deras hjärtan.
17 Men jag ropar till Gud; HERREN skall frälsa mig.
18 Afton och morgon och middag vill jag utgjuta mitt bekymmer och klaga, och han skall höra min röst.
19 Han förlossar min själ och skaffar henne ro, så att de icke komma vid mig; ty de äro många, som stå mig emot.
20 Gud skall höra det och giva dem svar, han som sitter på sin tron av ålder. Sela. Ty de vilja icke ändra sig, och de frukta ej Gud.
21 Den mannen bär händer på sin vän; han bryter sitt förbund.
22 Orden i hans mun äro hala såsom smör, men stridslust fyller hans hjärta; hans ord äro lenare än olja, dock äro de dragna svärd.
23 Kasta din börda på HERREN, han skall uppehålla dig; han skall i evighet icke tillstädja att den rättfärdige vacklar.
24 Gud, du skall störta dem ned i gravens djup; de blodgiriga och falska skola ej nå sin halva ålder. Men jag förtröstar på dig.
Psalm 55
New International Version
Psalm 55
New International Version
Psalm 55[a]
For the director of music. With stringed instruments. A maskil[b] of David.
1 Listen to my prayer, O God,
do not ignore my plea;(A)
2 hear me and answer me.(B)
My thoughts trouble me and I am distraught(C)
3 because of what my enemy is saying,
because of the threats of the wicked;
for they bring down suffering on me(D)
and assail(E) me in their anger.(F)
4 My heart is in anguish(G) within me;
the terrors(H) of death have fallen on me.
5 Fear and trembling(I) have beset me;
horror(J) has overwhelmed me.
6 I said, “Oh, that I had the wings of a dove!
I would fly away and be at rest.
7 I would flee far away
and stay in the desert;[c](K)
8 I would hurry to my place of shelter,(L)
far from the tempest and storm.(M)”
9 Lord, confuse the wicked, confound their words,(N)
for I see violence and strife(O) in the city.(P)
10 Day and night they prowl(Q) about on its walls;
malice and abuse are within it.
11 Destructive forces(R) are at work in the city;
threats and lies(S) never leave its streets.
12 If an enemy were insulting me,
I could endure it;
if a foe were rising against me,
I could hide.
13 But it is you, a man like myself,
my companion, my close friend,(T)
14 with whom I once enjoyed sweet fellowship(U)
at the house of God,(V)
as we walked about
among the worshipers.
15 Let death take my enemies by surprise;(W)
let them go down alive to the realm of the dead,(X)
for evil finds lodging among them.
16 As for me, I call to God,
and the Lord saves me.
17 Evening,(Y) morning(Z) and noon(AA)
I cry out in distress,
and he hears my voice.
18 He rescues me unharmed
from the battle waged against me,
even though many oppose me.
19 God, who is enthroned from of old,(AB)
who does not change—
he will hear(AC) them and humble them,
because they have no fear of God.(AD)
20 My companion attacks his friends;(AE)
he violates his covenant.(AF)
21 His talk is smooth as butter,(AG)
yet war is in his heart;
his words are more soothing than oil,(AH)
yet they are drawn swords.(AI)
22 Cast your cares on the Lord
and he will sustain you;(AJ)
he will never let
the righteous be shaken.(AK)
23 But you, God, will bring down the wicked
into the pit(AL) of decay;
the bloodthirsty and deceitful(AM)
will not live out half their days.(AN)
But as for me, I trust in you.(AO)
Footnotes
- Psalm 55:1 In Hebrew texts 55:1-23 is numbered 55:2-24.
- Psalm 55:1 Title: Probably a literary or musical term
- Psalm 55:7 The Hebrew has Selah (a word of uncertain meaning) here and in the middle of verse 19.
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