9 And when he had opened the fifth seal, I saw under the altar the souls of them that were slain for the word of God, and for the testimony which they held:
10 And they cried with a loud voice, saying, How long, O Lord, holy and true, dost thou not judge and avenge our blood on them that dwell on the earth?
11 And white robes were given unto every one of them; and it was said unto them, that they should rest yet for a little season, until their fellowservants also and their brethren, that should be killed as they were, should be fulfilled.
1Af David. Jeg vil prise dig, HERRE, af hele mit Hjerte, lovsynge dig for Guderne;
2jeg vil tilbede, vendt mod dit hellige Tempel, og mere end alt vil jeg prise dit Navn for din Miskundheds og Trofastheds Skyld; thi du har herliggjort dit Ord.
3Den Dag jeg raabte, svared du mig, du gav mig Mod, i min Sjæl kom Styrke.
4Alle Jordens Konger skal prise dig, HERRE, naar de hører din Munds Ord,
5og synge om HERRENS Veje; thi stor er HERRENS Ære,
6thi HERREN er ophøjet, ser til den ringe, han kender den stolte i Frastand.
7Gaar jeg i Trængsel, du værger mig Livet, mod Fjendernes Vrede udrækker du Haanden, din højre bringer mig Frelse.
8HERREN vil føre det igennem for mig, din Miskundhed, HERRE, varer evindelig. Opgiv ej dine Hænders Værk!