Klagesangene 4
1 Hvorledes er Guldet fordunklet, det kostelige Guld forkastet, de hellige Stene henkastede paa alle Gadehjørner!
How is the gold become dim, Changed the best — the pure gold? Poured out are stones of the sanctuary At the head of all out-places.
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, Who are comparable with fine gold, How have they been reckoned earthen bottles, Work of the hands of a potter.
3 Endog Drager række Brystet frem, de give deres Unger Die; mit Folks Datter er bleven grusom, lig Strudser i Ørken.
Even dragons have drawn out the breast, They have suckled their young ones, The daughter of my people is become cruel, Like the ostriches in a wilderness.
4 Den diendes Tunge hænger ved hans Gane af Tørst; spæde Børn begære Brød, der er ingen, som rækker dem det.
Cleaved hath the tongue of a suckling unto his palate with thirst, Infants asked bread, a dealer out they have none.
5 De, som aade de kostelige Retter, ere omkomne paa Gaderne; de, som vare opfostrede i Skarlagen, de omfavne Skarnet.
Those eating of dainties have been desolate in out-places, Those supported on scarlet have embraced dunghills.
6 Og mit Folks Datters Misgerning er større end Synden i Sodoma, som blev omkastet i et Øjeblik, og hvortil ingen Hænder brugtes.
And greater is the iniquity of the daughter of my people, Than the sin of Sodom, That was overturned as [in] a moment, And no hands were stayed on her.
7 Hendes Nasiræer vare renere end Sne, hvidere end Mælk, paa Legemet vare de rødere end Koraller, deres Skabning var som Safiren.
Purer were her Nazarites than snow, Whiter than milk, ruddier of body than rubies, Of sapphire their form.
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.
Darker than blackness hath been their visage, They have not been known in out-places, Cleaved hath their skin unto their bone, It hath withered — it hath been as wood.
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.
Better have been the pierced of a sword Than the pierced of famine, For these flow away, pierced through, Without the increase of the field.
10 Barmhjertige Kvinders Hænder kogte deres Børn; disse bleve dem til Spise under mit Folks Datters Ødelæggelse.
The hands of merciful women have boiled their own children, They have been for food to them, 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.
Completed hath Jehovah His fury, He hath poured out the fierceness of His anger, And he kindleth a fire in Zion, And it devoureth her 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.
Believe not did the kings of earth, And any of the inhabitants of the world, That come would an adversary and enemy Into the gates of Jerusalem.
13 Formedelst dens Profeters Synder, formedelst dens Præsters Misgerninger, de, som udøste de retfærdiges Blod midt i den,
Because of the sins of her prophets, The iniquities of her priests, Who are shedding in her midst the blood of the righteous,
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 naked in out-places, They have been polluted with blood, Without [any] being able to touch their clothing,
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.
'Turn aside — unclean,' they called to them, 'Turn aside, turn aside, touch not,' For they fled — yea, they have wandered, They have said among nations: 'They do not add to sojourn.'
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 face of Jehovah hath divided them, He doth not add to behold them, The face of priests they have not lifted up, Elders they have not favoured.
17 Endnu forsmægte vore Øjne forgæves efter vor Hjælp; paa vor Vare spejde vi efter et Folk, som ikke kunde frelse.
While we exist — consumed are our eyes for our vain help, In our watch-tower we have watched for a nation [that] saveth not.
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 have hunted our steps from going in our broad-places, Near hath been our end, fulfilled our days, For come hath our end.
19 Vore Forfølgere ere lettere end Ørne under Himmelen; de forfølge os paa Bjergene, de lure paa os i Ørken.
Swifter have been our pursuers, Than the eagles of the heavens, On the mountains they have burned [after] us, In the wilderness they have laid wait for us.
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 Jehovah, Hath been captured in their pits, of whom we said: 'In his shadow we do live among nations.'
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.
Joy and rejoice, O daughter of Edom, Dwelling in the land of Uz, Even unto thee pass over doth a cup, Thou art drunk, and makest 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.
Completed [is] thy iniquity, daughter of Zion, He doth not add to remove thee, He hath inspected thy iniquity, O daughter of Edom, He hath removed [thee] because of thy sins!
