Jeremias 12
1 Herre! du er retfærdig, naar jeg vil trætte med dig; jeg vil kun tale med dig om Ret: Hvorfor er de ugudeliges Vej lykkelig? hvorfor ere alle de troløse saare trygge?
You are righteous, LORD, when I contend with you; yet I would reason the cause with you: why does the way of the wicked prosper? Why are they all at ease who deal very treacherously?
2 Du plantede dem, de sloge ogsaa Rødder, de gaa frem, de have ogsaa baaret Frugt; du er nær i deres Mund, men langt borte fra deres Indre.
You have planted them, yes, they have taken root; they grow, yes, they bring forth fruit: you are near in their mouth, and far from their heart.
3 Men du, Herre! du kender mig, du ser mig og prøver mit Hjertelag imod dig; bortryk dem som Faar til at slagtes og indvi dem til Drabsdagen!
But you, LORD, know me; you see me, and try my heart toward you: pull them out like sheep for the slaughter, and prepare them for the day of slaughter.
4 Hvor længe skal Landet sørge og Urterne paa al Marken tørres hen? for deres Ondskabs Skyld, som bo der, ere Dyr og Fugle omkomne; thi de sige: Han ser ikke, hvorledes vor sidste Tid vil blive.
How long shall the land be parched, and the grass of every field wither? For the wickedness of those who dwell in it, the animals are consumed, and the birds; because they said, "He shall not see our latter end."
5 Naar du løb med Fodgængere, og de gjorde dig træt: Hvorledes vil du da kunne kappes med Heste? og i Fredens Land føler du dig vel tryg, men hvorledes vil du gøre det ved Jordans Stolthed?
"If you have run with the footmen, and they have wearied you, then how can you contend with horses? And though in a land of peace you are secure, yet how will you do in the pride of the Jordan?
6 Thi ogsaa dine Brødre og din Faders Hus, ogsaa disse ere troløse imod dig, ogsaa disse skrige med fuld Røst efter dig; tro dem ikke, naar de tale godt til dig.
For even your brothers, and the house of your father, even they have dealt treacherously with you; even they have cried aloud after you: do not believe them, though they speak beautiful words to you.
7 Jeg har forladt mit Hus, opgivet min Arv; jeg har givet min Sjæls elskelige i hendes Fjenders Haand.
I have forsaken my house, I have cast off my heritage; I have given the dearly beloved of my soul into the hand of her enemies.
8 Min Arv er bleven mig som en Løve i Skoven; den har opløftet sin Røst imod mig, derfor hader jeg den.
My heritage has become to me as a lion in the forest: she has uttered her voice against me; therefore I have hated her.
9 Er min Arv bleven mig som en spraglet Rovfugl? Rovfuglene omringe den; gaar, samler alle vilde Dyr paa Marken, lader dem komme at æde!
Is my heritage to me as a speckled bird of prey? Are the birds of prey against her all around? Go, assemble all the animals of the field, bring them to devour.
10 Mange Hyrder have ødelagt min Vingaard, de have nedtraadt min Ager; de have gjort den Ager; der var min Lyst, til en øde Ørk.
Many shepherds have destroyed my vineyard, they have trodden my portion under foot, they have made my pleasant portion a desolate wilderness.
11 Man har gjort den aldeles øde, den sørger over for mig, der den er øde; alt Landet er ødelagt, thi ingen lagde sig det paa Hjerte.
They have made it a desolation; it mourns to me, being desolate; the whole land is made desolate, because no man lays it to heart.
12 Ødelæggere ere komne over alle nøgne Høje i Ørken; thi Herren har et Sværd, der fortærer fra Jordens ene Ende og indtil Jordens anden Ende; intet Kød har Fred.
Destroyers have come on all the bare heights in the wilderness; for the sword of the LORD devours from the one end of the land even to the other end of the land: no flesh has peace.
13 De saaede Hvede og høstede Torne, de gjorde sig Møje, men det gavner dem ikke, og de skamme sig over deres Indtægt, for Herrens brændende Vredes Skyld.
They have sown wheat, and have reaped thorns; they have put themselves to pain, and profit nothing: and you shall be ashamed of your fruits, because of the fierce anger of the LORD.
14 Saa siger Herren imod alle mine onde Naboer, der antaste den Arv, som jeg har tildelt mit Folk Israel: Se, jeg oprykker dem af deres Land og oprykker Judas Hus af deres Midte.
Thus says the LORD against all my evil neighbors, who touch the inheritance which I have caused my people Israel to inherit: 'look, I will pluck them up from off their land, and will pluck up the house of Judah from among them.
15 Og det skal ske, efter at jeg har oprykket dem, da vil jeg komme igen og forbarme mig over dem; og jeg vil føre dem tilbage, hver til sin Arv og hver til sit Land.
It shall happen, after that I have plucked them up, I will return and have compassion on them; and I will bring them again, every man to his heritage, and every man to his land.
16 Og det skal ske, dersom de lære mit Folks Veje, saa de Sværge ved mit Navn, „saa sandt som Herren lever‟, ligesom de lærte mit Folk at sværge ved Baal: Da skulle de bygges midt iblandt mit Folk.
It shall happen, if they will diligently learn the ways of my people, to swear by my name, "As the LORD lives;" even as they taught my people to swear by Baal; then shall they be built up in the midst of my people.
17 Men dersom de ikke høre, da vil jeg oprykke et saadant Folk, ja, oprykke og ødelægge det, siger Herren.
But if they will not hear, then will I pluck up that nation, plucking up and destroying it,'" says the LORD.
