Jeremias 10

1 Israels Hus! hører det Ord, som Herren taler over eder.

Hear the word that the LORD speaks to you, O house of Israel.

2 Saa siger Herren: Vænner eder ej til Hedningernes Vej, og forfærdes ikke for Himmelens Tegn; thi Hedningerne forfærdes for dem.

This is what the LORD says: “Do not learn the ways of the nations or be terrified by the signs in the heavens, though the nations themselves are terrified by them.

3 Thi Hedningernes Skikke ere idel Forfængelighed; thi man afhugger dertil et Træ af Skoven, det udarbejdes af en Mesters Hænder med Øksen.

For the customs of the peoples are worthless; they cut down a tree from the forest; it is shaped with a chisel by the hands of a craftsman.

4 Man smykker det med Sølv og med Guld; man fæster det med Søm og med Hammer, at det ikke vakler.

They adorn it with silver and gold and fasten it with hammer and nails, so that it will not totter.

5 Som et Palmetræ, af drevet Arbejde, staa de, men kunne ikke tale, de maa bæres, thi de kunne ikke gaa; I skulle ikke frygte for dem, thi de kunne ikke gøre ondt, og der er heller ingen Magt hos dem til at gøre godt.

Like scarecrows in a cucumber patch, their idols cannot speak. They must be carried because they cannot walk. Do not fear them, for they can do no harm, and neither can they do any good.”

6 Der er ingen som du, o Herre! du er stor, og dit Navn er stort med Styrke.

There is none like You, O LORD. You are great, and Your name is mighty in power.

7 Hvo skulde ikke frygte dig, du Hedningernes Konge? thi dig tilkommer det; thi iblandt alle Hedningernes vise og i alt deres Rige er ingen som du.

Who would not fear You, O King of nations? This is Your due. For among all the wise men of the nations, and in all their kingdoms, there is none like You.

8 Men de ere ufornuftige og handle daarligt tillige, Afgudernes Lærdom, den er Træ;

But they are altogether senseless and foolish, instructed by worthless idols made of wood!

9 hamret Sølv, der føres fra Tharsis, og Guld fra Ufas, et Værk af Mesteren og af Guldsmedens Hænder! deres Klæder ere af blaat uldent og Purpur, et Værk af Kunstnere ere de alle.

Hammered silver is brought from Tarshish, and gold from Uphaz— the work of a craftsman from the hands of a goldsmith. Their clothes are blue and purple, all fashioned by skilled workers.

10 Men Gud Herren er Sandhed, han er den levende Gud og en evig Konge; Jorden bæver for hans Vrede, og Hedningerne kunne ikke udholde hans Fortørnelse.

But the LORD is the true God; He is the living God and eternal King. The earth quakes at His wrath, and the nations cannot endure His indignation.

11 Saaledes skulle I sige til dem: De Guder, som ikke have skabt Himmelen og Jorden, de skulle forsvinde fra Jorden og under Himlene.

Thus you are to tell them: “These gods, who have made neither the heavens nor the earth, will perish from this earth and from under these heavens.”

12 Han er den, som skabte Jorden ved sin Kraft og beredte Jorderige ved sin Visdom og udbredte Himlene ved sin Forstand.

The LORD made the earth by His power; He established the world by His wisdom and stretched out the heavens by His understanding.

13 Naar Røsten lyder, ved hvilken han lader Vandenes Mangfoldighed komme i Himmelen, da lader han Dunster opstige fra det yderste af Jorden; han gør Lynene til Regn og fører Vejret ud af sine Gemmer.

When He thunders, the waters in the heavens roar; He causes the clouds to rise from the ends of the earth. He generates the lightning with the rain and brings forth the wind from His storehouses.

14 Hvert Menneske bliver ufornuftigt og uden Forstand, hver Guldsmed er beskæmmet for det udskaarne Billedes Skyld; thi hans støbte Billeder ere Bedrageri, og der er ikke Aand i dem.

Every man is senseless and devoid of knowledge; every goldsmith is put to shame by his idols. For his molten images are a fraud, and there is no breath in them.

15 De ere Forfængelighed, et bedragerisk Værk; til den Tid, naar de blive hjemsøgte, skulle de gaa til Grunde.

They are worthless, a work to be mocked. In the time of their punishment they will perish.

16 Ikke som disse er Jakobs Del; thi han er den, som har dannet alle Ting, og Israel er hans Arvs Stamme; Herre Zebaoth er hans Navn.

The Portion of Jacob is not like these, for He is the Maker of all things, and Israel is the tribe of His inheritance— the LORD of Hosts is His name.

17 Sank dit Gods fra Landet, du, som bor i den belejrede Stad I

Gather up your belongings from this land, you who live under siege.

18 Thi saa siger Herren: Se, denne Gang vil jeg udslynge Landets Indbyggere, og jeg vil trænge dem, paa det de skulle finde det.

For this is what the LORD says: “Behold, at this time I will sling out the inhabitants of the land and bring distress upon them so that they may be captured.”

19 Ve mig for min Brøst! mit Saar er svart; men jeg siger: Dette er kun min Lidelse, og jeg vil bære den.

Woe to me because of my brokenness; my wound is grievous! But I said, “This is truly my sickness, and I must bear it.”

20 Mit Paulun er ødelagt, og alle mine Teltsnore ere revne over; mine Børn ere udgangne fra mig, og de ere ikke mere til; ingen opslaar mere mit Paulun eller oprejser mit Telt.

My tent is destroyed, and all its ropes are snapped. My sons have departed from me and are no more. I have no one left to pitch my tent or set up my curtains.

21 Thi Hyrderne ere ufornuftige og søge ikke Herren; derfor handle de ikke klogelig, og hele deres Hjord er adspredt.

For the shepherds have become senseless; they do not seek the LORD. Therefore they have not prospered, and all their flock is scattered.

22 Et Budskab høres, se, det kommer, og et stort Bulder fra Nordenland for at gøre Judas Stæder til en Ødelæggelse, til Dragers Bolig.

Listen! The sound of a report is coming— a great commotion from the land to the north. The cities of Judah will be made a desolation, a haunt for jackals.

23 Jeg ved, Herre! at Menneskets Vej staar ikke til ham selv, at det ikke staar til ham, som vandrer, at han kan befæste sin Gang.

I know, O LORD, that a man’s way is not his own; no one who walks directs his own steps.

24 Tugt mig, Herre! dog med Maade; ikke i din Vrede, at du ikke gør mig aldeles ringe.

Correct me, O LORD, but only with justice— not in Your anger, or You will bring me to nothing.

25 Udøs din Harme over Hedninger, som ikke kende dig, og over Slægter, som ikke paakalde dit Navn; thi de have fortæret Jakob, ja, fortæret ham og tilintetgjort ham og ødelagt hans Bolig.

Pour out Your wrath on the nations that do not acknowledge You, and on the families that do not call on Your name. For they have devoured Jacob; they have consumed him and finished him off; they have devastated his homeland.