Jeremias 6
1 Flyr, I Benjamins Børn! midt ud af Jerusalem, og blæser i Trompeten i Tekoa, og oprejser en Bavn over Beth-Kerem; thi en Ulykke lader sig se af Norden og en stor Forstyrrelse.
Take your goods into safety, ye sons of Benjamin out of the midst of Jerusalem, And in Tekoa, blow ye a horn, And on Beth-haccherem, raise a fire-signal, —For calamity, hath looked out from the North, Even a great destruction.
2 Den dejlige, den yppige, Zions Datter ødelægger jeg.
To a comely and delicate woman, have I likened the daughter of Zion:
3 Til hende skulle Hyrder og deres Hjorde komme; de slaa Telte op trindt omkring imod hende; hver afgræsser sit Stykke.
Against her, shall come shepherds with their flocks; They have pitched against her their tents, round about, They tend their flocks every one near at hand.
4 Helliger en Krig imod hende! staar op, og lader os drage op om Middagen; ve os! thi Dagen hælder, og Aftenens Skygger udstrække sig.
Hallow ye against her a war, Arise! and let us go up in broad noon. Woe to us, for the day, hath turned, for the shadows of evening, stretch along.
5 Staar op, og lader os drage op om Natten og ødelægge hendes Paladser.
Arise! and let us go up in the night, And let us destroy her palaces.
6 Thi saa sigen den Herre Zebaoth: Afhugger Træerne, og opkaster en Vold imod Jerusalem; dette er den Stad, som bliver hjemsøgt, der er Undertrykkelse i den overalt.
For, Thus, saith Yahweh of hosts, Cut ye down timber, And cast up, against Jerusalem a mound, —That, is the city to be punished! There is, nothing, but oppression in her midst;
7 Som en Brønd lader sit Vand udvælde, saa lader hun sin Ondskab udvælde; Vold og Ødelæggelse høres i den, for mit Ansigt er der stedse Saar og Slag.
Like the casting forth by a well of its waters, So, hath she cast forth her wickedness, —Violence and destruction, are heard in her, Before my face, continually, are suffering and smiting.
8 Lad dig advare, Jerusalem! at mit Hjerte ikke skal rive sig løs fra dig; at jeg ikke skal gøre dig til en Ødelæggelse, et Land, som ingen bor udi.
Receive thou correction O Jerusalem, Lest my soul be torn from thee, —Lest I make thee A desolation, A land not habitable.
9 Saa siger den Herre Zebaoth: Som paa Vinstokken skulle de holde Efterhøst paa det overblevne af Israel; før din Haand tilbage som den, der afplukker Vindruer til Kurvene.
Thus, saith Yahweh of hosts, They shall thoroughly glean as a vine the remnant of Israel—Turn back thy hand, as a grape gatherer over the tendrils.
10 For hvem skal jeg tale og vidne, saa at de høre? se, deres Øren have Forhud, og de kunne ikke give Agt; se, Herrens Ord blev dem til Spot, de have ikke Lyst til det.
Unto whom, can I speak—and bear witness, that they may hear? Lo! uncircumcised, is their ear, that they cannot attend, —Lo! the word of Yahweh, hath become to them a reproach, they take no delight therein.
11 Men af Herrens Vrede er jeg fuld, jeg er træt af at holde den tilbage: Udøs den over de spæde Børn paa Gaden og over alle de unge Karles lønlige Forsamling; thi baade Mand og Kvinde, den gamle og den, som har fyldt sine Dage, skulle gribes.
So then, with the indignation of Yahweh, am I full, I am too weary to hold it in, [I am constrained] to pour it out, upon the boy in the street, and upon the circle of young men, together, —For, even husband with wife, will be captured, The elder with him who is full of days;
12 Og deres Huse skulle tilfalde andre, Agre og Kvinder til Hobe; thi jeg vil udrække min Haand over Landets Indbyggere, siger Herren.
And their houses shall be turned over to others, Fields and wives together, —For I will stretch out my hand against the inhabitants of the land, Declareth Yahweh.
13 Thi fra den mindste af dem indtil den største af dem tragter enhver efter Vinding, og fra Profet og indtil Præst lægge de alle Vind paa Løgn.
For, from the least of them, even unto the greatest of them, Every one, graspeth with greed, —And from the prophet even unto the priest, Every one, dealeth, falsely;
14 Og de lægede mit Folks Datters Brøst, som om det var en let Sag, idet de sagde: Fred! Fred! dog der var ikke Fred.
And so they have healed the grievous wound of my people, slightly, Saying, Peace, peace, when there was no peace,
15 De ere blevne til Skamme; thi de gjorde Vederstyggelighed; dog skamme de sig aldeles ikke og vide ikke at være skamfulde; derfor skulle de falde iblandt dem, som falde, den Tid, naar jeg vil hjemsøge dem, skulle de snuble, siger Herren.
Were they led to turn pale because an abominable thing, they had done! Nay! they did not, at all turn pale, Nay! they did not so much as know how, to exhibit shame, Therefore, shall they fall among them who are falling, In the time when I punish them, shall they be overthrown, Saith Yahweh.
16 Saa sagde Herren: Staar paa Vejene og ser til, og spørger om de gamle Stier, hvor den gode Vej mon være, og vandrer paa den, og I skulle finde Rolighed for eders Sjæl; men de sagde: Vi ville ikke gaa.
Thus saith Yahweh—Stand ye at the ways—and see, And ask for the paths of age-past times, Where is the good way? And walk therein, And ye shall find rest to your souls. But they said, We will not walk [therein]!
17 Jeg har og sat Vægtere over eder, giver Agt paa Trompetens Lyd; men de sagde: Vi ville ikke give Agt.
Therefore will I raise up over you, watchmen, Give ye heed to the sound of a horn, —But they said, We will not give heed!
18 Derfor hører, I Hedninger! og forstaa, du Menighed! de Ting, der ske iblandt dem.
Therefore, hear O ye nations, —And take knowledge O assembly, Of that which befalleth them:
19 Hør, du Jord! se, jeg fører Ulykke over dette Folk, deres Tankers Frugt; thi de gave ikke Agt paa mine Ord, og min Lov, den forkastede de.
Hear thou—O earth, Lo! I, am bringing in Calamity against this people the fruit of their own devices, —For unto my words, have they not given heed, And as for my law, they have rejected it.
20 Hvortil skal der bringes mig Virak fra Seba og den gode Kalmus fra et langt bortliggende Land? eders Brændofre ere ikke behagelige, og eders Slagtofre tækkes mig ikke.
What then is it to me that—Frankincense from Shebah come in, or Sweet cane from a land afar off? Your own ascending-offerings, are not acceptable, Nor are, your sacrifices, pleasing to me.
21 Derfor, saa siger Herren: Se, jeg vil sætte Stød for dette Folk; og Fædre og Børn til Hobe skulle støde sig paa dem, Naboen og hans Ven skulle omkomme.
Wherefore, Thus, saith Yahweh, Behold me! laying before this people, stumblingblocks, —And fathers and sons together, shall stumble against them, The neighbour and his friend, shall perish.
22 Saa siger Herren: Se, der skal komme et Folk af et Land imod Nord, og et stort Folk skal rejses Ira det yderste af Jorden.
Thus, saith Yahweh, Lo! a people coming in from the land of the North, —Yea a great nation, shall be stirred up out of the remote parts of the earth:
23 De skulle føre Bue og Glavind, det er et grumt Folk, og de skulle ikke forbarme sig, deres Røst skal bruse som Havet, og de skulle komme ridende paa Heste, rustede, som en Mand til Krig, imod dig, du Zions Datter!
Bow and javelin, shall they grasp, Cruel, is he! So they will not have compassion, Their voice, like the sea, will roar, And on horses, will they ride, —Arrayed each one, like a man for battle, Against thee, O daughter of Zion!
24 Vi have hørt Rygtet derom, vore Hænder ere blevne slappe; Angest har betaget os, ja, en Smerte som hendes, der føder.
We have heard the report thereof, Relaxed are our hands, —Anguish, hath taken hold on us, Pangs, as on her that is giving birth.
25 Gak ikke ud paa Ageren, og gak ikke ad Vejen; thi Fjenden har sit Sværd, der er Rædsel; trindt omkring.
Do not go out into the field, And in the road, do not walk, -Because a sword, hath the foe, —Terror round about!
26 O, mit Folks Datter! ombind dig med Sæk, og vælt dig i Asken, anstil Sorg, som for den eneste Søn, en saare bitter Klage; thi Ødelæggeren skal komme hastelig over os.
O daughter of my people Gird thee with sackcloth and roll thyself in ashes, —The mourning for an only son, make thou for thyself, Most bitter lamentation! For suddenly, shall the destroyer come upon us.
27 Jeg har sat dig til et Vagttaarn iblandt mit Folk, til en Befæstning, at du skal kende og prøve deres Vej.
An assayer, have I set thee amongst my people, of gold-ore, —That thou mayest note and try their way:
28 De ere alle aldeles modvillige og vandre om som Bagvadskere, de ere Kobber og Jern; de ere alle sammen fordærvede.
They all, are rebels of rebels, Slander-walkers [They are] bronze and iron! As for them all, corrupters, they are!
29 Pusteren blæser, Blyet er fortæret af Ild, man har forgæves smeltet og smeltet; thi de onde ere ikke udskilte.
Scorched are the bellows, By fire, is lead wont to be, consumed, —In vain, hath he gone on refining, For the wicked, have not been drawn out:
30 Forkastet Sølv kalder man dem; thi Herren har forkastet dem.
Rejected silver, are they called, For, Yahweh, hath rejected them.
