Jeremias 8
1 Paa den Tid, siger Herren, skulle de kaste Judas Kongers Ben og hans Fyrsters Ben og Præsternes Ben og Profeternes Ben og Jerusalems Indbyggeres Ben ud af deres Grave,
At that time, says the Lord, they will take the bones of the kings of Judah, and the bones of his rulers, and the bones of the priests, and the bones of the prophets, and the bones of the people of Jerusalem out of their resting-places:
2 og udsprede dem for Solen og for Maanen og for al Himmelens Hær, hvilke de elskede, og hvilke de tjente, og hvilke de vandrede efter, og hvilke de søgte, og hvilke de tilbade; de skulle ikke sankes op og ej begraves, men vorde til Møg oven paa Jorden.
And they will put them out before the sun and the moon and all the stars of heaven, whose lovers and servants they have been, after whom they have gone, to whom they have made prayers, and to whom they have given worship: they will not be put together or placed in the earth; they will be waste on the face of the earth.
3 Og Død skal foretrækkes for Liv af hver den, som er tilovers af de overblevne af denne onde Slægt; de, som ere overblevne i alle de Stæder, hvor jeg har drevet dem hen, siger den Herre Zebaoth.
And death will be desired more than life by the rest of this evil family who are still living in all the places where I have sent them away, says the Lord of armies.
4 Og du skal sige til dem: Saa siger Herren: Mon man falder og staar ikke op? mon man vender sig bort og vender ikke tilbage?
Further, you are to say to them, This is what the Lord has said: Will those who are falling not be lifted up again? will he who has gone away not come back?
5 Hvorfor er dette Folk i Jerusalem da afveget med en evig Afvigelse? de holde fast ved Svig, de vægre sig ved at vende om.
Why do these people of Jerusalem go back, for ever turning away? they will not give up their deceit, they will not come back.
6 Jeg gav Agt og hørte til, de tale ikke Ret, der er ingen, som angrer sin Ondskab og siger: Hvad har jeg gjort? de have alle sammen vendt sig bort, hver til sit Løb, som en Hest, der render i Krigen.
I took note and gave ear, but no one said what is right: no man had regret for his evil-doing, saying, What have I done? everyone goes off on his way like a horse rushing to the fight.
7 Selv Storken under Himmelen kender sine bestemte Tider, og en Turteldue og en Trane og en Svale tage Vare paa den Tid, de skulle komme; men mit Folk, de kende ikke Herrens Ret.
Truly, the stork in the heavens is conscious of her fixed times; the dove and the swallow and the crane keep to the times of their coming; but my people have no knowledge of the law of the Lord.
8 Hvorledes kunne I sige: Vi ere vise, og Herrens Lov er hos os? men se, Skrivernes Løgnepen har arbejdet for Løgnen.
How is it that you say, We are wise and the law of the Lord is with us? But see, the false pen of the scribes has made it false.
9 De vise skulle blive til Skamme, forfærdes og besnæres; se, de have forkastet Herrens Ord, hvad for Visdom skulde de have?
The wise men are shamed, they are overcome with fear and taken: see, they have given up the word of the Lord; and what use is their wisdom to them?
10 Derfor vil jeg give deres Hustruer til andre og deres Agre til dem, som skulle eje dem; thi fra den mindste til den største tragter enhver efter Vinding, fra Profet og indtil Præst lægge de alle Vind paa Løgn.
So I will give their wives to others, and their fields to those who will take them for themselves: for everyone, from the least to the greatest, is given up to getting money; from the priest even to the prophet, everyone is false.
11 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 have made little of the wounds of the daughter of Zion, saying, Peace, peace; when there is no peace.
12 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; i den Tid, naar de hjemsøges skulle de snuble, siger Herren.
Let them be put to shame because they have done disgusting things. They had no shame, they were not able to become red with shame: so they will come down with those who are falling: in the time of their punishment they will be made low, says the Lord.
13 Jeg vil helt rive dem bort, siger Herren; der er ikke Druer paa Vintræet og ej Figen paa Figentræet, og Bladene ere visne, og jeg gav dem til Pris for dem, der drage hen over dem.
I will put an end to them completely, says the Lord: there are no grapes on the vine and no figs on the fig-tree, and the leaf is dry.
14 Hvorfor sidde vi stiller samler eder, og lader os gaa ind i de faste Stæder og omkomme der; thi Herren vor Gud har ladet os omkomme og givet os besk Vand at drikke; thi vi have syndet imod Herren.
Why are we seated doing nothing? come together, and let us go to the walled towns, and let destruction overtake us there, for the Lord our God has sent destruction on us, and given us bitter water for our drink, because we have done evil against the Lord.
15 Man venter paa Fred, og det bliver ikke godt; paa Lægedoms Tid, og se, Forfærdelse kommer.
We were looking for peace, but no good came; and for a time of well-being, but there is only a great fear.
16 Fra Dan høres hans Hestes Fnysen, for Lyden af hans vældige Hestes Vrinsken ryster det ganske Land; og de komme og fortære Landet og dets Fylde, Staden og Indbyggerne derudi.
The loud breathing of the horses comes to our ears from Dan: at the sound of the outcry of his war-horses, all the land is shaking with fear; for they have come, and have made a meal of the land and everything in it; the town and the people living in it.
17 Thi se, jeg sender iblandt eder Slanger, Basilisker, som ikke lade sig besværge, og de skulle bide eder, siger Herren.
See, I will send snakes and poison-snakes among you, against which the wonder-worker has no power; and they will give you wounds which may not be made well, says the Lord.
18 Hvor finder jeg Vederkvægelse for Sorgen! mit Hjerte er sygt i mig.
Sorrow has come on me! my heart in me is feeble.
19 Se, mit Folks Datters Raab lyder fra et langt bortliggende Land: Er da Herren ikke i Zion? eller er dets Konge ikke der? Hvorfor have de fortørnet mig med deres udskaarne Billeder, med et fremmed Folks Afguder?
The voice of the cry of the daughter of my people comes from a far land: Is the Lord not in Zion? is not her King in her? Why have they made me angry with their images and their strange gods which are no gods?
20 Høsten er forbi, Sommeren er til Ende, og vi ere ikke frelste.
The grain-cutting is past, the summer is ended, and no salvation has come to us.
21 Jeg er sønderknust over mit Folks Datters Sønderknuselse, jeg gaar i Sørgeklæder, Forskrækkelse har betaget mig.
For the destruction of the daughter of my people I am broken: I am dressed in the clothing of grief; fear has taken me in its grip.
22 Er der da ingen Balsam i Gilead? eller er der ingen Læge der? thi hvorfor er der ikke lagt Forbinding paa mit Folks Datter?
Is there no life-giving oil in Gilead? is there no expert in medical arts? why then have my people not been made well?
