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.
1Jeg vil prise dig af mit ganske Hjerte; over for Guderne vil jeg lovsynge dig.
2Jeg vil kaste mig ned for dit hellige Tempel og prise dit Navn for din Miskundhed og for din Sandhed; thi du har gjort dit Ord herligt over al dit Navns Herlighed.
3Den Dag, jeg kaldte, da bønhørte du mig; du gav mig Mod, i min Sjæl kom Styrke.
4 Herre! alle Konger paa Jorden skulle prise dig; thi de have hørt din Munds Ord.
5Og de skulle synge om Herrens Veje; thi stor er Herrens Ære.
6Thi Herren er høj og ser til den ringe, og den stolte kender han i det fjerne.
7 Naar jeg vandrer midt i Angest, vil du holde mig i Live; du vil udrække din Haand imod mine Fjenders Vrede, og din højre Haand vil frelse mig.
8Herren skal fuldføre det for mig; Herre! din Miskundhed varer evindelig, opgiv ikke dine Hænders Gerninger.