Jeremias 4
1 Israel! dersom du vil omvende dig, siger Herren, da skal du omvende dig til mig; og dersom du vil borttage dine Vederstyggeligheder fra mit Ansigt, da skal du ikke omdrives;
If Israel will return to me, says the Lord, he shall return: and if he will remove his abominations out of his mouth, and fear before me, and swear,
2 og du skal sværge: Saa vist som Herren lever i Sandhed, i Ret og i Retfærdighed! og Hedningerne skulle velsigne sig i ham og rose sig af harm
The Lord lives, with truth, in judgment and righteousness, then shall nations bless by him, and by him they shall praise God in Jerusalem.
3 Thi saa siger Herren til Judas Mænd og til Jerusalem: Pløjer eder Nyland og saar ikke imellem Torne!
For thus says the Lord to the men of Juda, and to the inhabitants of Jerusalem, Break up fresh ground for yourselves, and sow not among thorns.
4 Omskærer eder for Herren, og borttager reders Hjertes Forhud, I Judas Mænd og Jerusalems Indbyggere! paa det min Vrede ikke skal udfare som Ilden og brænde, og der skal ingen være, som udslukker, for eders Idrætters Ondskabs Skyld.
Circumcise yourselves to your God, and circumcise your hardness of heart, you men of Juda, and inhabitants of Jerusalem: lest my wrath go forth as fire, and burn, and there be none to quench it, because of the evil of your devices.
5 Kundgører det i Juda, og lader det høres i Jerusalem og siger: Blæser i Trompeten udi Landet, raaber med fuld Røst og siger: Samler eder, og lader os gaa ind i de faste Stæder!
Declare you in Juda, and let it be heard in Jerusalem: say you, Sound the trumpet in the land; cry you aloud: say you, Gather yourselves together, and let us enter into the fortified cities.
6 Opløfter Banner imod Zion, flyr, staar ikke stille; thi jeg lader komme en Ulykke fra Norden og, en stor Forstyrrelse.
Gather up [your wares] and flee to Sion: hasten, stay not: for I will bring evils from the north, and great destruction.
7 En Løve er stegen op fra sine tætte Buske, og Folkenes Ødelægger er uddraget, han er udgangen fra sit Sted for at gøre dit Land til en Ødelæggelse; dine Stæder skulle forstyrres, at ingen skal bo deri.
The lion is gone up from his lair, he has roused [himself] to the destruction of the nations, and has gone forth out of his place, to make the land desolate; and the cities shall be destroyed, so as to be without inhabitant.
8 Derfor ombinder eder med Sæk, sørger og hyler; thi Herrens brændende Vrede er ikke vendt tilbage fra os.
For these things gird yourselves with sackcloth, and lament, and howl: for the anger of the Lord is not turned away from you.
9 Og det skal ske paa denne Dag, siger Herren, da skal Kongens Mod og Fyrsternes Mod forgaa, og Præsterne skulle forskrækkes, og Profeterne staa forfærdede.
And it shall come to pass in that day, says the Lord, that the heart of the king shall perish, and the heart of the princes; and the priests shall be amazed, and the prophets shall wonder.
10 Og jeg sagde: Ak Herre, Herre! sandelig, du har ladet dette Folk og Jerusalem svarlig skuffes, da det hed: Fred skal være med eder; og Sværdet er dog trængt ind til Sjælen.
And I said, O sovereign Lord, verily you have deceived this people and Jerusalem, saying, There shall be peace; whereas behold, the sword has reached even to their soul.
11 Paa den Tid skal siges til dette Folk og til Jerusalem: Et skarpt Vejr paa de nøgne Høje i Ørken er mit Folks Datters Vej, det er ikke til at kaste og ej til at rense Korn ved;
At that time they shall say to this people and to Jerusalem, [There is] a spirit of error in the wilderness: the way of the daughter of my people is not to purity, nor to holiness.
12 et fuldt Vejr fra dem kommer imod mig; nu vil ogsaa jeg gaa i Rette med dem.
[But] a spirit of full vengeance shall come upon me; and now I declare my judgments against them.
13 Se, han trækker op som Skyerne, og hans Vogne ere som Hvirvelvinden, hans Heste ere lettere end Ørne: Ve os! thi vi ere ødelagte.
Behold, he shall come up as a cloud, and his chariots as a tempest: his horses are swifter than eagles. Woe to us! for we are in misery.
14 Afto dit Hjerte, Jerusalem! fra Ondskab, paa det du kan frelses; hvor længe skulle din Uretfærdigheds Tanker bo i dit Indre?
Cleanse your heart from wickedness, O Jerusalem, that you may be saved: how long will your grievous thoughts be within you?
15 Thi der høres Efterretning fra Dan, Budskab om Ulykke fra Efraims Bjerg.
For a voice of one publishing from Dan shall come, and trouble out of mount Ephraim shall be heard of.
16 Forkynder det iblandt Folkene, se, lader det høres over Jerusalem; der komme Vogtere fra et langt bortliggende Land, og de skulle opløfte deres Røst over Judas Stæder.
Remind you the nations; behold, they are come: proclaim [it] in Jerusalem, that bands are approaching from a land afar off, and have uttered their voice against the cities of Juda.
17 De skulle lejre sig imod den trindt omkring som Vogtere paa Marken; thi hun har været genstridig imod mig, siger Herren.
As keepers of a field, they have surrounded her; because you, says the Lord, has neglected me.
18 Din Vej og dine Idrætter have voldet dig disse Ting; dette er din Ondskab; thi det er bittert, det er naaet indtil dit Hjerte.
Your ways and your devices have brought these things upon you; this is your wickedness, for [it is] bitter, for it has reached to your heart.
19 Mine Indvolde! mine Indvolde! jeg maa lide Smerte, o mit Hjertes Vægge! mit Hjerte bruser i mig, jeg kan ikke tie; thi du hørte Trompetens Lyd, min Sjæl! ja, Krigsskriget.
I am pained in my bowels, my bowels, and the sensitive powers of my heart; my soul is in great commotion, my heart is torn: I will not be silent, for my soul has heard the sound of a trumpet, the cry of war, and of distress: it calls on destruction;
20 Forstyrrelse paa Forstyrrelse! raabes der, thi alt Landet er ødelagt; mine Pauluner ere hastelig ødelagte, mine Telte i et Øjeblik!
for all the land is distressed: suddenly [my] tabernacle is distressed, my curtains have been tore asunder.
21 Hvor længe skal jeg se Banner? hvor længe skal jeg høre Trompetens Lyd?
How long shall I see fugitives, and hear the sound of the trumpet?
22 Thi mit Folk er daarligt, mig kende de ikke, de ere uforstandige Børn og uden indsigt; de ere vise til at gøre ondt, men vide ikke at gøre godt.
For the princes of my people have not known me, they are foolish and unwise children: they are wise to do evil, but [how] to do good they have not known.
23 Jeg saa Landet, og se, det var øde og tomt, og jeg saa til Himlene, og deres Lys var der ikke mere.
I looked upon the earth, and, behold, [it was] not; and to the sky, an there was no light in it.
24 Jeg saa Bjergene, og se, de bævede, og alle Højene skælvede.
I saw the mountains, and they trembled, and [I saw] all the hills in commotion.
25 Jeg saa, og se, der var intet Menneske mere, og alle Fuglene under Himmelen vare bortfløjne.
I looked, and behold, there was no man, and all the birds of the sky were scared.
26 Jeg saa, og se, den frugtbare Mark var en Ørk, og alle dens Stæder vare nedbrudte for Herrens Ansigt, for hans brændende Vrede.
I saw, and, behold, Carmel was desert, and all the cities were burnt with fire at the presence of the Lord, and at the presence of his fierce anger they were utterly destroyed.
27 Thi saa siger Herren: Alt Landet skal være aldeles øde: Dog vil jeg ikke aldeles gøre Ende paa det.
Thus says the Lord, The whole land shall be desolate; but I will not make a full end.
28 Derfor skal Landet sørge, og Himlene heroventil vorde sorte, efterdi jeg har talt det, besluttet det og ikke angret det og ikke viger fra det.
For these things let the earth mourn, and let the sky be dark above: for I have spoken, and I will not repent; I have purposed, and I will not turn back from it.
29 For Lyden af Ryttere og Bueskytter flyr hver Stad, de gaa ind i Tykningerne og stige op i Klipperne; hver Stad er forladt, og der er ingen, som bor i dem.
The whole land has recoiled from the noise of the horseman and the bent bow; they have gone into the caves, and have hidden themselves in the groves, and have gone up upon the rocks: every city was abandoned, no man lived in them.
30 Og du, naar du er ødelagt, hvad vil du gøre? om du end iførte dig Purpur, om du end prydede dig med Guldprydelse, om du end vilde indgnide dine Øjne med Sminke, skal du dog smykke dig forgæves; thi Elskere have foragtet dig, de søge efter dit Liv,
And what will you do? Though you clothe yourself with scarlet, and adorn yourself with golden ornaments; though you adorn your eyes with stibium, your beauty [will be] in vain: your lovers have rejected you, they seek your life.
31 Thi jeg hørte en Røst ligesom hendes, der føder, en Angest, som hendes, der er i den første Fødsels Nød, Zions Datters Røst, hun klager sig, udbreder sine Hænder og siger: Ve mig! thi min Sjæl er forsmægtet over for Mordere.
For I have heard your groaning as the voice of a woman in travail, as of her that brings forth her first child; the voice of the daughter of Zion shall fail through weakness, and she shall lose the strength of her hands, [saying], Woe is me! for my soul faints because of the slain.
