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, saith Jehovah, they shall bring forth the bones of the kings of Judah, and the bones of his princes, and the bones of the priests, and the bones of the prophets, and the bones of the inhabitants of Jerusalem, out of their graves;
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 shall spread them out to the sun and to the moon and to all the host of the heavens, which they have loved, and which they have served, and after which they have walked, and which they have sought, and which they have worshipped: they shall not be gathered, nor be buried; they shall be for dung upon the face of the ground.
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 shall be chosen rather than life by all the residue that remain of this evil family, in all the places whither I have driven those that remain, saith Jehovah of hosts.
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?
And thou shalt say unto them, Thus saith Jehovah: Do [men] fall, and not rise up? Doth one turn away, and not return?
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 hath this people of Jerusalem slidden back with a perpetual backsliding? They hold fast deceit, they refuse to return.
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 hearkened and heard: they speak not what is right; there is no man who repenteth him of his wickedness, saying, What have I done? Every one turneth to his course, like a horse rushing into the battle.
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.
Even a stork in the heavens knoweth her appointed times, and the turtle-dove and the swallow and the crane observe the time of their coming; but my people know not the judgment of Jehovah.
8 Hvorledes kunne I sige: Vi ere vise, og Herrens Lov er hos os? men se, Skrivernes Løgnepen har arbejdet for Løgnen.
How do ye say, We are wise, and the law of Jehovah is with us? Behold, certainly the lying pen of the scribes hath made it falsehood.
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 ashamed, they are dismayed and taken: behold, they have rejected Jehovah's word; and what wisdom is in 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.
Therefore will I give their wives unto others, their fields to those that shall possess [them]; for every one, from the least even unto the greatest, is given to covetousness; from the prophet even unto the priest, every one dealeth falsely.
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 healed the breach of the daughter of my people lightly, 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.
Are they ashamed that they have committed abomination? Nay, they are not at all ashamed, and they know not how to blush. Therefore shall they fall among them that fall: in the time of their visitation they shall stumble, saith Jehovah.
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 utterly take them away, saith Jehovah: there are no grapes on the vine, nor figs on the fig-tree; and the leaf is faded: and I will give them up to those that shall pass over them.
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 do we sit still? Assemble yourselves, and let us enter into the fenced cities, and let us be silent there: for Jehovah our God hath put us to silence, and given us water of gall to drink, because we have sinned against Jehovah.
15 Man venter paa Fred, og det bliver ikke godt; paa Lægedoms Tid, og se, Forfærdelse kommer.
Peace is looked for, and there is no good; a time of healing, and behold, terror.
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 snorting of his horses is heard from Dan: the whole land trembleth at the sound of the neighing of his steeds, and they come, and devour the land, and all it contains, the city and those that dwell therein.
17 Thi se, jeg sender iblandt eder Slanger, Basilisker, som ikke lade sig besværge, og de skulle bide eder, siger Herren.
For behold, I send among you serpents, vipers against which there is no charm, and they shall bite you, saith Jehovah.
18 Hvor finder jeg Vederkvægelse for Sorgen! mit Hjerte er sygt i mig.
My comfort in my sadness! my heart is faint in me!
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?
Behold the voice of the cry of the daughter of my people, from a very far country: Is not Jehovah in Zion? Is not her king in her? Why have they provoked me to anger with their graven images, with foreign vanities?
20 Høsten er forbi, Sommeren er til Ende, og vi ere ikke frelste.
The harvest is past, the summer is ended, and we are not saved.
21 Jeg er sønderknust over mit Folks Datters Sønderknuselse, jeg gaar i Sørgeklæder, Forskrækkelse har betaget mig.
— For the breach of the daughter of my people am I crushed; I go mourning; astonishment hath taken hold of me.
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 balm in Gilead? is there no physician there? Why then is there no dressing applied for the healing of the daughter of my people?
