Klagesangene 1
1 Hvorledes sidder hun saa enlig, den Stad, som havde meget Folk, den er bleven som en Enke! den, som var saa stor iblandt Hedningerne, en Fyrstinde iblandt Landskaberne, er bleven skatskyldig.
HOW DOTH the city sit solitary, that was full of people! How is she become as a widow! She that was great among the nations, and princess among the provinces, how is she become tributary!
2 Hun græder svart om Natten, og hendes Taarer løbe over hendes Kinder; der er ingen, som trøster hende af alle dem, som elskede hende, alle hendes Venner ere troløse imod hende, de ere blevne hendes Fjender.
She weepeth sore in the night, and her tears are on her cheeks; she hath none to comfort her among all her lovers; all her friends have dealt treacherously with her, they are become her enemies.
3 Juda er vandret ud for Elendigheds og for svar Trældoms Skyld; hun bor iblandt Hedningerne, hun finder ikke Ro; alle hendes Forfølgere naa hende midt i Trængslerne.
Judah is gone into exile because of affliction, and because of great servitude; she dwelleth among the nations, she findeth no rest; all her pursuers overtook her within the straits.
4 Zions Veje sørge, fordi ingen kommer til Festforsamling, alle dens Porte ere øde, dens Præster sukke, dens Jomfruer ere bedrøvede, og for deri selv er det bittert.
The ways of Zion do mourn, because none come to the solemn assembly; all her gates are desolate, her priests sigh; her virgins are afflicted, and she herself is in bitterness.
5 Hendes Modstandere ere voksede hende over Hovedet, hendes Fjender ere trygge; thi Herren har bedrøvet hende for hendes mange Overtrædelsers Skyld; hendes spæde Børn ere dragne i Fangenskab for Modstanderens Ansigt.
Her adversaries are become the head, her enemies are at ease; for the LORD hath afflicted her for the multitude of her transgressions; her young children are gone into captivity before the adversary.
6 Og fra Zions Datter er al hendes Prydelse gaaet bort; hendes Fyrster ere blevne ligesom Hjorte, der ikke finde Føde, og de gik kraftesløse for Forfølgerens Ansigt.
And gone is from the daughter of Zion all her splendour; her princes are become like harts that find no pasture, and they are gone without strength before the pursuer.
7 Jerusalem ihukommer i sin Elendigheds og sin Landflygtigheds Dage alle sine Herligheder, som den havde i gamle Dage, idet dens Folk nu er faldet i Fjendens Haand, og der er ingen, som hjælper den; Fjenderne saa den, de spottede over, at den ikke er mere;
Jerusalem remembereth in the days of her affliction and of her anguish all her treasures that she had from the days of old; now that her people fall by the hand of the adversary, and none doth help her, the adversaries have seen her, they have mocked at her desolations.
8 Jerusalem har syndet svarlig, derfor er den bleven til Væmmelse; alle, som ærede den, ringeagte den, thi de saa dens Nøgenhed; selv sukker den og vender sig bort.
Jerusalem hath grievously sinned, therefore she is become as one unclean; all that honoured her despise her, because they have seen her nakedness; she herself also sigheth, and turneth backward.
9 Hendes Slæb er besmittet, hun tænkte ikke paa sin Fremtid, og hun er nedstyrtet paa vidunderlig Maade, der er ingen, som trøster hende. Herre! se min Elendighed, thi Fjenden har gjort sig stor.
Her filthiness was in her skirts, she was not mindful of her end; therefore is she come down wonderfully, she hath no comforter. 'Behold, O LORD, my affliction, for the enemy hath magnified himself.'
10 Fjender udstrakte deres Haand efter alle hendes Herligheder; thi hun saa, at Hedninger kom ind i hendes Helligdom, om hvilke du havde befalet, at de ikke skulde komme i din Menighed.
The adversary hath spread out his hand upon all her treasures; for she hath seen that the heathen are entered into her sanctuary, concerning whom Thou didst command that they should not enter into Thy congregation.
11 Hele hendes Folk sukker og søger efter Brød, de give deres Herligheder hen for Mad til at vederkvæge deres Sjæl; se, Herre! og sku, at jeg er bleven ringe.
All her people sigh, they seek bread; they have given their pleasant things for food to refresh the soul. 'See, O LORD, and behold, how abject I am become.'
12 Det rører ikke eder, alle I, som gaa forbi ad Vejen. Skuer og ser, om der er en Smerte som min Smerte, der mig er vederfaren; thi Herren har bedrøvet mig paa sin brændende Vredes Dag.
'Let it not come unto you, all ye that pass by! Behold, and see if there be any pain like unto my pain, which is done unto me, wherewith the LORD hath afflicted me in the day of His fierce anger.
13 Han sendte en Ild fra det høje i mine Ben, og den herskede der; han udspændte et Garn for mine Fødder, kastede mig tilbage, han gjorde mig øde og svag den ganske Dag.
From on high hath He sent fire into my bones, and it prevaileth against them; He hath spread a net for my feet, He hath turned me back; He hath made me desolate and faint all the day.
14 Mine Overtrædelsers Aag er knyttet ved hans Haand, de sammenslynge sig, de ere gaaede op over min Hals, han lod min Kraft bukke under; Herren har givet mig i deres Hænder, for hvilke jeg ikke kan rejse mig.
The yoke of my transgressions is impressed by His hand; they are knit together, they are come up upon my neck; He hath made my strength to fail; the Lord hath delivered me into their hands, against whom I am not able to stand.
15 Herren forkastede alle mine vældige i min Midte, han sammenkaldte en Forsamling imod mig til at knuse mit unge Mandskab; Herren traadte Vinpersen for Jomfruen, Judas Datter.
The Lord hath set at nought all my mighty men in the midst of me; He hath called a solemn assembly against me to crush my young men; the Lord hath trodden as in a winepress the virgin the daughter of Judah.'
16 Over disse Ting græder jeg, mit Øje, mit Øje strømmer med Vand; thi Trøsteren, som skulde, vederkvæge nyn Sjæl, er langt fra mig; mine Børn ere ødelagte, thi Fjenden fik Overhaand.
'For these things I weep; mine eye, mine eye runneth down with water; because the comforter is far from me, even he that should refresh my soul; my children are desolate, because the enemy hath prevailed.'
17 Zion udstrækker sine Hænder, der er ingen, som trøster hende; Herren har givet Befaling imod Jakob til hans Fjender trindt omkring ham; Jerusalem er bleven til Væmmelse imellem dem.
Zion spreadeth forth her hands; there is none to comfort her; the LORD hath commanded concerning Jacob, that they that are round about him should be his adversaries; Jerusalem is among them as one unclean.
18 Herren, han er retfærdig; thi jeg var genstridig imod hans Mund; hører dog, alle Folk! og ser min Smerte, mine Jomfruer og mine unge Karle ere vandrede i Fangenskab.
'The LORD is righteous; for I have rebelled against His word; hear, I pray you, all ye peoples, and behold my pain: my virgins and my young men are gone into captivity.
19 Jeg raabte paa mine Elskere, de bedroge mig; mine Præster og mine Ældste opgave Aanden i Staden; thi de søgte sig Brød, at de kunde vederkvæge deres Sjæl.
I called for my lovers, but they deceived me; my priests and mine elders perished in the city, while they sought them food to refresh their souls.
20 Se til, Herre! thi jeg har Angest, mine Indvolde ere oprørte, mit Hjerte har vendt sig inden i mig; thi jeg har været meget genstridig; udenfor har Sværdet gjort mig barnløs, i Huset har det været ret som Døden.
Behold, O LORD, for I am in distress, mine inwards burn; my heart is turned within me, for I have grievously rebelled. Abroad the sword bereaveth, at home there is the like of death.
21 De hørte, at jeg sukkede, jeg havde dog ingen Trøster; alle mine Fjender hørte min Ulykke, de glædede sig; thi du har gjort det; men du lader en Dag komme, som du kalder frem, da skulle de være ligesom jeg.
They have heard that I sigh, there is none to comfort me; all mine enemies have heard of my trouble, and are glad, for Thou hast done it; Thou wilt bring the day that Thou hast proclaimed, and they shall be like unto me.
22 Lad al deres Ondskab komme for dit Ansigt, og handl med dem, som du handlede med mig for alle mine Overtrædelsers Skyld; thi mine Sukke ere mange, og mit Hjerte er afmægtigt.
Let all their wickedness come before Thee; and do unto them, as Thou hast done unto me for all my transgressions; for my sighs are many and my heart is faint.'
