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.
Strengthen yourselves, sons of Benjamin, From the midst of Jerusalem, And in Tekoa blow ye a trumpet, And over Beth-Haccerem lift ye up a flame, For evil hath been seen from the north, And great destruction.
2 Den dejlige, den yppige, Zions Datter ødelægger jeg.
The comely and the delicate one I have cut off, 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.
Unto her come do shepherds and their droves, They have stricken tents by her round about, They have fed each [in] his own station.
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.
Sanctify ye against her the battle, Rise, and we go up at noon. Woe to us, for turned hath the day, For stretched out are the shades of evening,
5 Staar op, og lader os drage op om Natten og ødelægge hendes Paladser.
'Rise, and we go up by night, And we 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 said Jehovah of Hosts: Cut down her wood, And pour out against Jerusalem a mount, She [is] the city to be inspected, Wholly — she is 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.
As the digging of a well, is [for] its waters, So she hath digged [for] her wickedness, Violence and spoil is heard in her, Before My face continually [are] sickness 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.
Be instructed, O Jerusalem, Lest My soul be alienated from thee, Lest I make thee a desolation, a land not inhabited.
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 said Jehovah of Hosts: They surely glean, as a vine, the remnant of Israel, Put back thy hand, as a gatherer to the baskets.
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.
To whom do I speak, and testify, and they hear? Lo, their ear [is] uncircumcised, And they are not able to attend. Lo, a word of Jehovah hath been to them for a reproach, They delight not in it.
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.
And with the fury of Jehovah I have been filled, (I have been weary of containing, ) To pour [it] on the suckling in the street, And on the assembly of youths together, For even husband with wife are captured, An elder with one 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 have been turned to others, Fields and wives together, For I stretch out My hand against the inhabitants of the land, An affirmation of Jehovah.
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 their least unto their greatest, Every one is gaining dishonest gain, And from prophet even unto priest, Every one is dealing 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 they heal the breach of the daughter of my people slightly, Saying, 'Peace, peace!' and there is 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.
They were ashamed when they did abomination! Yea, they are not at all ashamed, Yea, blushing they have not known, Therefore they do fall among those falling, In the time I have inspected them, They stumble, said Jehovah.
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 said Jehovah: Stand ye by the ways and see, and ask for paths of old, Where [is] this — the good way? and go ye in it, And find rest for yourselves. And they say, 'We do not go.'
17 Jeg har og sat Vægtere over eder, giver Agt paa Trompetens Lyd; men de sagde: Vi ville ikke give Agt.
And I have raised up for you watchmen, Attend ye to the voice of the trumpet. And they say, 'We do not attend.'
18 Derfor hører, I Hedninger! og forstaa, du Menighed! de Ting, der ske iblandt dem.
Therefore hear, O nations, and know, O company, That which [is] upon 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, O earth, lo, I am bringing evil on this people, The fruit of their devices, For to My words they gave no attention, And My law — they kick against 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.
Why [is] this to Me? frankincense from Sheba cometh, And the sweet cane from a land afar off, Your burnt-offerings [are] not for acceptance, And your sacrifices have not been sweet 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.
Therefore thus said Jehovah: Lo, I do give to this people stumbling blocks, And stumbled against them have fathers and sons together, The neighbour and his friend do 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 said Jehovah: Lo, a people hath come from a north country, And a great nation is stirred up from the sides 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 they take hold of, Fierce it [is], and they have no mercy, Their voice as a sea doth sound, And on horses they ride, set in array as a man of war, 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 its sound, feeble have been our hands, Distress hath seized us, pain as of a travailing woman.
25 Gak ikke ud paa Ageren, og gak ikke ad Vejen; thi Fjenden har sit Sværd, der er Rædsel; trindt omkring.
Go not forth to the field, And in the way walk not, For a sword hath the enemy, fear [is] 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 on sackcloth, and roll thyself in ashes, The mourning of an only one make for thee, A lamentation most bitter, For suddenly come doth the spoiler against us.
27 Jeg har sat dig til et Vagttaarn iblandt mit Folk, til en Befæstning, at du skal kende og prøve deres Vej.
A watch-tower I have given thee, Among My people a fortress, And thou knowest, and hast tried their way.
28 De ere alle aldeles modvillige og vandre om som Bagvadskere, de ere Kobber og Jern; de ere alle sammen fordærvede.
All of them are turned aside by apostates, Walking slanderously — brass and iron, All of them are corrupters.
29 Pusteren blæser, Blyet er fortæret af Ild, man har forgæves smeltet og smeltet; thi de onde ere ikke udskilte.
The bellows have been burnt, By fire hath the lead been consumed, In vain hath a refiner refined, And the wicked have not been drawn away.
30 Forkastet Sølv kalder man dem; thi Herren har forkastet dem.
'Silver rejected,' they have called to them, For Jehovah hath kicked against them!
