Jeremias 47
1 Herrens Ord, som kom til Profeten Jeremias imod Filisterne, førend Farao slog Gaza.
The word of the Lord that came to Jeremiah the prophet against the Philistines, before the time that Pharaoh smote Gazzah.
2 Saa siger Herren: Se, der stige Vande op fra Norden, og de skulle vorde til en overskyllende Strøm, og de skulle overskylle Landet, og hvad der fylder det, Staden og dens Indbyggere; og Folkene skulle skrige, og alle Indbyggere i Landet hyle
Thus hath said the Lord, Behold, waters are coming up out of the north, and they shall become an overflowing stream, and shall overflow the land, and what filleth it; the city, and those that dwell therein: and the men shall cry aloud, and every inhabitant of the land shall wail.
3 for Lyden af hans vælige Hestes Hovslag, for hans Vognes Rumlen, for hans Hjuls Bulder; Fædrene se ikke tilbage efter Børnene, fordi de have ladet Hænderne synke,
Because of the noise of the stamping of the hoofs of his stud-horses, because of the rushing sound of his chariots, the rumbling of his wheels, fathers do not turn round to their children from their feebleness of hands;
4 over den Dag, som kommer for at ødelægge alle Filister, for at udrydde hver Hjælper, som er tilbage for Tyrus og Sidon; thi Herren ødelægger Filisterne, de overblevne fra Øen Kafthor.
Because of the day that cometh to devastate all the Philistines, to cut off from Tyre and Zidon every helper that remaineth; for the Lord devastateth the Philistines, the remnant of the isle of Caphthor.
5 Gaza er bleven skaldet, Askalori er udryddet, de overblevne i deres Dal; hvor længe vil du saare dijg?
Baldness is come upon Gazzah; ruined is Ashkelon with the remnant of their valley: how long yet wilt thou cut thyself?
6 Ve! du Herrens Sværd! hvor længe skal det vare, inden du vil holde dig rolig? far i din Skede, hvil og vær stille!
Woe! thou sword of the Lord, how long yet wilt thou not be quiet? withdraw thyself into thy scabbard, take thee rest, and be still.
7 Hvorledes kan du holde dig rolig, da Herren har givet det Befaling? Imod Askalon og imod Havets Strand, derhen har han beskikket det.
Yet how canst thou be quiet? When the Lord hath given it a charge, against Ashkelon, and against the sea-coast—thither hath he destined it.
