Salme 139

 
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                                    1 HERRE, du ransager mig og kender mig!                                

                                    1 For the choir director. A Psalm of David.O Lord, You have searched me and known me.                                
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                                    2 Du ved, når jeg står op, du fatter min Tanke i Frastand,                                

                                    2 You know when I sit down and when I rise up;You understand my thought from afar.                                
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                                    3 du har Rede på, hvor jeg går eller ligger, og alle mine Veje kender du grant.                                

                                    3 You scrutinize my path and my lying down,And are intimately acquainted with all my ways.                                
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                                    4 Thi før Ordet er til på min Tunge, se, da ved du det, HERRE, til fulde.                                

                                    4 Even before there is a word on my tongue,Behold, O Lord, You know it all.                                
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                                    5 Bagfra og forfra omslutter du mig, du lægger din Hånd på mig.                                

                                    5 You have enclosed me behind and before,And laid Your hand upon me.                                
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                                    6 At fatte det er mig for underfuldt, for højt, jeg evner det ikke!                                

                                    6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me;It is too high, I cannot attain to it.                                
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                                    7 Hvorhen skal jeg gå for din Ånd, og hvor skal jeg fly for dit Åsyn?                                

                                    7 Where can I go from Your Spirit?Or where can I flee from Your presence?                                
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                                    8 Farer jeg op til Himlen, da er du der, reder jeg Leje i Dødsriget, så er du der;                                

                                    8 If I ascend to heaven, You are there;If I make my bed in Sheol, behold, You are there.                                
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                                    9 tager jeg Morgenrødens Vinger, fæster jeg Bo, hvor Havet ender,                                

                                    9 If I take the wings of the dawn,If I dwell in the remotest part of the sea,                                
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                                    10 da vil din Hånd også lede mig der, din højre holde mig fast!                                

                                    10 Even there Your hand will lead me,And Your right hand will lay hold of me.                                
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                                    11 Og siger jeg: "Mørket skal skjule mig, Lyset blive Nat omkring mig!"                                

                                    11 If I say, “Surely the darkness will overwhelm me,And the light around me will be night,”                                
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                                    12 så er Mørket ej mørkt for dig, og Natten er klar som Dagen, Mørket er som Lyset.                                

                                    12 Even the darkness is not dark to You,And the night is as bright as the day.Darkness and light are alike to You.                                
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                                    13 Thi du har dannet mine Nyrer, vævet mig i Moders Liv.                                

                                    13 For You formed my inward parts;You wove me in my mother’s womb.                                
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                                    14 Jeg vil takke dig, fordi jeg er underfuldt skabt; underfulde er dine Gerninger, det kender min Sjæl til fulde.                                

                                    14 I will give thanks to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;Wonderful are Your works,And my soul knows it very well.                                
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                                    15 Mine Ben var ikke skjult for dig, da jeg blev skabt i Løndom, virket i Jordens Dyb;                                

                                    15 My frame was not hidden from You,When I was made in secret,And skillfully wrought in the depths of the earth;                                
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                                    16 som Foster så dine Øjne mig, i din Bog var de alle skrevet, Dagene var bestemt, før en eneste af dem var kommet.                                

                                    16 Your eyes have seen my unformed substance;And in Your book were all writtenThe days that were ordained for me,When as yet there was not one of them.                                
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                                    17 Hvor kostelige er dine Tanker mig, Gud, hvor stor er dog deres Sum!                                

                                    17 How precious also are Your thoughts to me, O God!How vast is the sum of them!                                
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                                    18 Tæller jeg dem, er de flere end Sandet, jeg vågner - og end er jeg hos dig.                                

                                    18 If I should count them, they would outnumber the sand.When I awake, I am still with You.                                
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                                    19 Vilde du dog dræbe de gudløse, Gud, måtte Blodets Mænd vige fra mig,                                

                                    19 O that You would slay the wicked, O God;Depart from me, therefore, men of bloodshed.                                
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                                    20 de, som taler om dig på Skrømt og sværger falsk ved dit Navn.                                

                                    20 For they speak against You wickedly,And Your enemies take Your name in vain.                                
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                                    21 Jeg hader jo dem, der hader dig, HERRE, og væmmes ved dem, der står dig imod;                                

                                    21 Do I not hate those who hate You, O Lord?And do I not loathe those who rise up against You?                                
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                                    22 med fuldt Had bader jeg dem, de er også mine Fjender.                                

                                    22 I hate them with the utmost hatred;They have become my enemies.                                
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                                    23 Ransag mig, Gud, og kend mit Hjerte, prøv mig og kend mine Tanker!                                

                                    23 Search me, O God, and know my heart;Try me and know my anxious thoughts;                                
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                                    24 Se, om jeg er på Smertens Vej, og led mig på Evigheds Vej! ﻿                                

                                    24 And see if there be any hurtful way in me,And lead me in the everlasting way.