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, Declareth Yahweh, Shall they 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 shall spread them out—To the sun, and To the moon, and To all the host of the heavens, Whom they have loved, And whom they have served, And after whom they have walked, And whom they have sought, And to whom they have bowed themselves down, —They shall not be gathered, Neither shall they be buried, As heaps of dung on the face of the ground, shall they be.
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.
Then shall, death, be chosen rather than life, by all the remnant of them that remain, of this wicked family, —in all the places, whither I have driven them, Declareth Yahweh 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?
Therefore shalt thou say unto them—Thus, saith Yahweh, Will men fall and not arise? Will one turn away, and 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.
Wherefore hath this people of Jerusalem apostatized with an enduring apostacy, —Taken fast hold of deceit, Refused to 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 hearkened and heard—Not aright, did they speak, —Not a man, repented him of his wickedness, saying, What have I done! They have every one, turned to their course again, Like a horse sweeping on through 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 the stork in the heavens knoweth her appointed times, And the turtle and the swallow and the crane, observe the season for coming; But my people know not the just sentence of Yahweh.
8 Hvorledes kunne I sige: Vi ere vise, og Herrens Lov er hos os? men se, Skrivernes Løgnepen har arbejdet for Løgnen.
How can ye say, Wise, are, we, And the law of Yahweh, is with us? But indeed lo! falsely, hath dealt the false pen of the scribes!
9 De vise skulle blive til Skamme, forfærdes og besnæres; se, de have forkastet Herrens Ord, hvad for Visdom skulde de have?
Ashamed are the wise, dismayed and captured! Lo! the word of Yahweh, have they rejected, And, what wisdom, have, they?
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 to others, Their fields to such as shall take possession of them, For from the least, even unto the greatest, Every one, is, wholly given to extortion: 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 so they have healed the grievous wound of the daughter of my people, slightly, —Saying, Peace! peace! when there was 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.
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 they are punished, shall they be overthrown, Saith Yahweh:
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, surely remove, them, declareth Yahweh: There shall be no grapes on the vine Nor figs on the fig-tree, Even the leaf, hath faded, Though I have given them these things, they shall pass away from 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 are, we, sitting still? Gather yourselves together and let us enter the defenced cities And let us be silent there, —For, Yahweh our God, hath put us to silence And made us drink poisoned water, Because we have sinned against Yahweh.
15 Man venter paa Fred, og det bliver ikke godt; paa Lægedoms Tid, og se, Forfærdelse kommer.
A waiting For prosperity, but no welfare, —For a time of healing, but lo! 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.
From Dan, was heard the snorting of his horses At the sound of the neighing of his chargers, the whole land trembled, —Yea they came in and did sat up The land and the fulness thereof, The city, and them who were dwelling therein.
17 Thi se, jeg sender iblandt eder Slanger, Basilisker, som ikke lade sig besværge, og de skulle bide eder, siger Herren.
For behold me! sending among you serpents—vipers which there is no charming, —And they shall fatally bite you declareth Yahweh.
18 Hvor finder jeg Vederkvægelse for Sorgen! mit Hjerte er sygt i mig.
When I would have cheered myself against sorrow, Against me, mine own heart sickened: —
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?
Lo! the voice of the cry for help of the daughter of my people from a land far away, Is, Yahweh, not in Zion? Is, her King, not within her? Why, have they provoked me with their carved images, with their foreign vanities?
20 Høsten er forbi, Sommeren er til Ende, og vi ere ikke frelste.
The harvest is passed, The fruit-gathering, 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 grievous injury of the daughter of my people, I am grievously injured, —I am enshrouded in gloom, Horror, hath seized 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?
Balsam, is there none, in Gilead? Is there no physician, there? Why hath not appeared the healing of the daughter of my people?
