Klagesangene 4
1 Hvorledes er Guldet fordunklet, det kostelige Guld forkastet, de hellige Stene henkastede paa alle Gadehjørner!
How is the gold become dim! how is the most fine gold changed! the stones of the sanctuary are poured out at the head of every street.
2 Zions dyrebare Børn, der vejede op med fint Guld — hvorledes agtes de lige med Lerflasker, en Pottemagers Hænders Gerning?
The precious sons of Zion, comparable to fine gold, how are they esteemed as earthen pitchers, the work of the hands of the potter!
3 Endog Drager række Brystet frem, de give deres Unger Die; mit Folks Datter er bleven grusom, lig Strudser i Ørken.
Even the sea monsters draw out the breast, they nurse their young ones: the daughter of my people is become cruel, like the ostriches in the wilderness.
4 Den diendes Tunge hænger ved hans Gane af Tørst; spæde Børn begære Brød, der er ingen, som rækker dem det.
The tongue of the nursing child cleaveth to the roof of his mouth for thirst: the young children ask bread, and no man breaketh it to them.
5 De, som aade de kostelige Retter, ere omkomne paa Gaderne; de, som vare opfostrede i Skarlagen, de omfavne Skarnet.
They that fed delicately are desolate in the streets: they that were brought up in scarlet embrace dunghills.
6 Og mit Folks Datters Misgerning er større end Synden i Sodoma, som blev omkastet i et Øjeblik, og hvortil ingen Hænder brugtes.
For the punishment of the iniquity of the daughter of my people is greater than the punishment of the sin of Sodom, that was overthrown as in a moment, with no hands laid on her.
7 Hendes Nasiræer vare renere end Sne, hvidere end Mælk, paa Legemet vare de rødere end Koraller, deres Skabning var som Safiren.
Her Nazarites were purer than snow, they were whiter than milk, they were more ruddy in body than rubies, their polishing was of sapphire:
8 Nu er deres Skikkelse bleven mørkere end det sorte, de kendes ikke paa Gaderne, deres Hud hænger ved deres Ben, den er bleven tør som Træ.
Their visage is blacker than a coal; they are not known in the streets: their skin cleaveth to their bones; it is withered, it is become like a stick.
9 Lykkeligere vare de, som bleve ihjelslagne ved Sværd, end de, som blive ihjelslagne af Hunger; thi disse svinde hen som gennemborede, fordi der ikke er Grøde paa Marken.
They that are slain with the sword are better than they that are slain with hunger: for these pine away, stricken through for lack of the fruits of the field.
10 Barmhjertige Kvinders Hænder kogte deres Børn; disse bleve dem til Spise under mit Folks Datters Ødelæggelse.
The hands of the tenderhearted women have boiled their own children: they were their food in the destruction of the daughter of my people.
11 Herren har fuldkommet sin Harme, udøst sin brændende Vrede og antændt en Ild i Zion, og den fortærede dens Grundvold.
The LORD hath accomplished his fury; he hath poured out his fierce anger, and hath kindled a fire in Zion, and it hath devoured its foundations.
12 Kongerne paa Jorden havde ikke troet det, ej heller nogen af alle dem, som bo paa Jorderige, at Modstanderen og Fjenden skulde drage ind ad Jerusalems Porte.
The kings of the earth, and all the inhabitants of the world, would not have believed that the adversary and the enemy should have entered into the gates of Jerusalem.
13 Formedelst dens Profeters Synder, formedelst dens Præsters Misgerninger, de, som udøste de retfærdiges Blod midt i den,
For the sins of her prophets, and the iniquities of her priests, that have shed the blood of the just in the midst of her,
14 vanke disse hid og did paa Gaderne som blinde, besmittede med Blod, saa at man ej kan røre ved deres Klæder.
They have wandered as blind men in the streets, they have polluted themselves with blood, so that men could not touch their garments.
15 „Viger bort, han er uren!‟ raaber man om dem; „viger bort, viger bort! rører dem ej!‟ thi de flyve bort og vanke hid og did; man siger iblandt Hedningerne: De skulle ikke blive ved at bo der.
They cried to them, Depart ye; it is unclean; depart, depart, touch not: when they fled away and wandered, they said among the heathen, They shall no more sojourn there.
16 Herrens Ansigt har spredt dem, han vil ikke se til dem mere; man anser ikke Præsternes Person, man er ikke naadig imod de gamle.
The anger of the LORD hath divided them; he will no longer regard them: they respected not the persons of the priests, they favoured not the elders.
17 Endnu forsmægte vore Øjne forgæves efter vor Hjælp; paa vor Vare spejde vi efter et Folk, som ikke kunde frelse.
As for us, our eyes as yet failed for our vain help: in our watching we have watched for a nation that could not save us.
18 De jage os, hvor vi skride frem, at vi ikke kunne gaa paa vore Gader; vor Ende er nær, vore Dage ere fyldte; thi vor Ende er kommen.
They hunt our steps, that we cannot go in our streets: our end is near, our days are fulfilled; for our end is come.
19 Vore Forfølgere ere lettere end Ørne under Himmelen; de forfølge os paa Bjergene, de lure paa os i Ørken.
Our persecutors are swifter than the eagles of heaven: they pursued us upon the mountains, they laid wait for us in the wilderness.
20 Vor Livsaande, Herrens Salvede, er fanget i deres Grave, han, om hvem vi sagde: Under hans Skygge ville vi leve iblandt Folkene.
The breath of our nostrils, the anointed of the LORD, was taken in their pits, of whom we said, Under his shadow we shall live among the heathen.
21 Fryd og glæd dig kun, du Edoms Datter! du, som bor i Landet Uz; ogsaa til dig skal Bægeret komme, du skal blive drukken og blotte dig.
Rejoice and be glad, O daughter of Edom, that dwellest in the land of Uz; the cup also shall pass through to thee: thou shalt be drunk, and shalt make thyself naked.
22 Din Skyld har en Ende, Zions Datter! han skal ikke mere lade dig bortføre; nu hjemsøger han din Skyld, du Edoms Datter! han aabenbarer dine Synder.
The punishment of thy iniquity is accomplished, O daughter of Zion; he will no more carry thee away into captivity: he will visit thy iniquity, O daughter of Edom; he will disclose thy sins.
