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Psalm 28

My Rock

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By David.

Protect Me From the Wicked

O Lord, I keep calling to you.
My Rock, do not be deaf to me.
If you remain silent to me,
I will become like those who go down to the pit.
Hear the sound of my plea for mercy when I cry out to you,
when I lift up my hands toward your most holy sanctuary.
Do not drag me away with the wicked, with those evildoers.
They speak peace to their neighbors but hide evil in their hearts.

Punish the Wicked

Give to them what they have done to others.
According to their evil actions,
according to the deeds of their hands,
punish them.
Repay to them what they deserve.
Because they do not recognize the works of the Lord
or the deeds of his hands,
he will tear them down and not build them up.

Then I Will Praise You

Blessed be the Lord,
because he has heard the sound of my plea for mercy.
The Lord is my strength and my shield.
In him my heart trusts, and I am helped.
My heart also celebrates.
With my song I will give thanks to him.
The Lord is their strength.
He is a stronghold of salvation for his anointed king.
Save your people, and bless the people that belong to you.
Shepherd them, and carry them forever.

Bøn om hjælp

28 En sang af David.

Herre, jeg råber til dig om hjælp,
    for du er min eneste redning.
Hvis du ikke griber ind,
    må jeg se døden i øjnene.
Herre, lyt til min bøn om nåde,
    jeg råber til dig om hjælp
        med løftede hænder mod din helligdom.
Lad mig ikke ende som de ondskabsfulde,
    der taler venligt til folk,
        mens de udtænker onde planer.
Giv dem den straf, de fortjener,
    lad dem lide for deres grusomme handlinger.
        Straf dem for al deres ondskab.
De ænser ikke Guds veje,
    de følger ikke hans bud.
Derfor vil Gud rive dem ned
    som et hus, der aldrig skal genopbygges.

Lovet være Herren,
    for han har hørt min bøn.
Han er min styrke og mit skjold,
    jeg stoler på ham af hele mit hjerte.
Når han hjælper, fyldes jeg med glæde,
    mit hjerte jubler af lovsang til ham.
Herren bevarer sit folk,
    han giver sejr til sin udvalgte konge.
Herre, befri dit folk,
    velsign dem, der hører dig til.
Vær som en hyrde for dem,
    bær dem i dine arme for evigt!