Psalme 28
Reimer 2001
Dee 28 Psalm
En Psalm fonn Doft.
1 Ekj woa to die roope, O Herr Gott; Mien Groota Steen, sie nijch Doof to mie, sest wan du stel best woa ekj soona senne dee fejlikjt woat met soone dee rauf gone no dee Kul.
2 Hea dee Stem fonn mien Jebäd enn mien schriehe to die, wan ekj miene Henj opphäw to daut Wuat fonn diene Heilijchkjeit.
3 Nem mie nijch wajch met dee Beese, oda met soone dee Gottloosijchkjeit eewe; dee fonn Fräd raede met aeare Nobasch, oba Beeset es enn äa Hoat.
4 Jef an no äa Doone, no daut Beeset daut see aungone; soo aus enn äare Henj äare Oabeit es, soo jef an.
5 Wiels see jaewe kjeene Oobacht to däm Herr Gott siene Woakje, un to dee Oabeit fonn siene Henj; Hee woat dän fenijchte, un woat dän nijch oppbuehe.
6 Jesäajent es dee Herr Gott, wiels hee haft dee Stem fonn mien Jebäd jeheat.
7 Dee Herr Gott es mien Krauft un mien Schilt, mien Hoat Toofetruehe es enn am, doaromm freit sikj mien Hoat butamote, un ekj woa am Dank jäwe met mien Jesank.
8 Dee Herr Gott es Macht to an, un hee es dee Fastinj fonn sien Ennjesaulwda siene Radunk.
9 Rad dien Folkj, en doo dien Oawgoot säajne; un jef daen Äte, un häw dän fa emma nehejcht.
Psalm 28
King James Version
28 Unto thee will I cry, O Lord my rock; be not silent to me: lest, if thou be silent to me, I become like them that go down into the pit.
2 Hear the voice of my supplications, when I cry unto thee, when I lift up my hands toward thy holy oracle.
3 Draw me not away with the wicked, and with the workers of iniquity, which speak peace to their neighbours, but mischief is in their hearts.
4 Give them according to their deeds, and according to the wickedness of their endeavours: give them after the work of their hands; render to them their desert.
5 Because they regard not the works of the Lord, nor the operation of his hands, he shall destroy them, and not build them up.
6 Blessed be the Lord, because he hath heard the voice of my supplications.
7 The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusted in him, and I am helped: therefore my heart greatly rejoiceth; and with my song will I praise him.
8 The Lord is their strength, and he is the saving strength of his anointed.
9 Save thy people, and bless thine inheritance: feed them also, and lift them up for ever.
Copyright © 2001 by Elmer Reimer