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?
Righteous [art] Thou, O Jehovah, When I plead towards thee, Only, judgments do I speak with Thee, Wherefore did the way of the wicked prosper? At rest have been all treacherous dealers.
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.
Thou hast planted them, yea, they have taken root, They go on, yea, they have made fruit, Near [art] Thou in their mouth, And far off from their reins.
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!
And Thou, O Jehovah, Thou hast known me, Thou seest me, and hast tried my heart with Thee, Draw them away as sheep to slaughter, And separate them for a 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.
Till when doth the earth mourn, And the herb of the whole field wither? For the wickedness of those dwelling in it, Consumed have been beast and fowl, Because they said, 'He doth 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?
For — with footmen thou hast run, And they weary thee, And how dost thou fret thyself with horses! Even in the land of peace, [In which] thou art confident — And how dost thou in the rising of 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 thy brethren and the house of thy father, Even they dealt treacherously against thee, Even they — they called after thee fully, Trust not in them, when they speak to thee good things.
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 left Mine inheritance, I have given the 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.
Mine inheritance hath been to Me as a lion in a forest, She gave forth against Me with her voice, 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!
A speckled fowl [is] Mine inheritance to Me? Is the fowl round about against her? Come, assemble, every beast of the field, Come ye for food.
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 did destroy My vineyard, They have trodden down My portion, They have made My desirable portion Become a wilderness — a desolation.
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.
He hath made it become a desolation, The desolation hath mourned unto Me, Desolated hath been all the land, But there is no one laying 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.
On all high places in the plain have spoilers come in, For the sword of Jehovah is consuming, From the end of the land even unto the end of the land, There is no peace to any flesh.
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 sowed wheat, and have thorns reaped, They have become sick — they profit not, And they have been ashamed of your increases, Because of the fierceness of the anger of Jehovah.
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 said Jehovah concerning all my evil neighbours, who are striking against the inheritance that I caused my people — Israel — to inherit: 'Lo, I am plucking them from off their ground, And the house of Judah I pluck out of their midst.
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.
And it hath been, after My plucking them out, I turn back, and have pitied them, And I have brought them back, Each to his inheritance, and each 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.
And it hath come to pass, If they learn well the ways of My people, To swear by My name, 'Jehovah liveth,' As they taught My people to swear by Baal, Then they have been 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.
And if they do not hearken, Then I have plucked up that nation, Plucking up and destroying, An affirmation of Jehovah!'
