Mikas 1
1 Herrens Ord, som kom til Moraskthiten Mika i de Dage, da Jotham, Akas, Ezekias vare Konger i Juda, det, som han saa over Samaria og Jerusalem.
This is the word of the LORD that came to Micah the Moreshite in the days of Jotham, Ahaz, and Hezekiah, kings of Judah—what he saw regarding Samaria and Jerusalem:
2 Hører, I Folk, alle sammen! giv Agt, du Land og dets Fylde! og den Herre, Herre være Vidne imod eder, Herren fra sit hellige Tempel!
Hear, O peoples, all of you; listen, O earth, and everyone in it! May the Lord GOD bear witness against you, the Lord from His holy temple.
3 Thi se, Herren drager ud fra sit Sted, og han stiger ned og skrider frem over Jordens Høje.
For behold, the LORD comes forth from His dwelling place; He will come down and tread on the high places of the earth.
4 Og Bjergene smelte under ham og Dalene revne, som Voks for Ilden, som Vand, der udøses paa en Skrænt.
The mountains will melt beneath Him, and the valleys will split apart, like wax before the fire, like water rushing down a slope.
5 For Jakobs Overtrædelse sker alt dette og for Israels Hus's Synder; hvo er Skyld i Jakobs Overtrædelse? mon ikke Samaria? og hvo er Skyld i Judas Høje? mon ikke Jerusalem?
All this is for the transgression of Jacob and the sins of the house of Israel. What is the transgression of Jacob? Is it not Samaria? And what is the high place of Judah? Is it not Jerusalem?
6 Derfor vil jeg gøre Samaria til en Stenhob paa Marken, til Vingaardsplantninger, og jeg vil adsprede dens Stene ned i Dalen og gøre dens Grundvold bar.
Therefore I will make Samaria a heap of rubble in the open field, a planting area for a vineyard. I will pour her stones into the valley and expose her foundations.
7 Og alle dens udskaarne Billeder skulle sønderslaas, og al dens Bolerløn opbrændes med Ild, og jeg vil ødelægge alle dens Afguder; thi den samlede dem af Bolerløn, og til Bolerløn skulle de atter vorde.
All her carved images will be smashed to pieces; all her wages will be burned in the fire, and I will destroy all her idols. Since she collected the wages of a prostitute, they will be used again on a prostitute.
8 Derfor vil jeg klage og hyle, jeg vil gaa blottet og nøgen, jeg vil anstille en Klage som Dragerne og en Sorg som Strudserne.
Because of this I will lament and wail; I will walk barefoot and naked. I will howl like a jackal and mourn like an ostrich.
9 Thi dens Saar ere ulægelige; thi det er kommet indtil Juda, det er naaet indtil mit Folks Port, indtil Jerusalem.
For her wound is incurable; it has reached even Judah; it has approached the gate of my people, as far as Jerusalem itself.
10 Kundgører det ikke i Gath, græder ikke saa saare! i Beth-Afra vælter jeg mig i Støv.
Do not tell it in Gath; do not weep at all. Roll in the dust in Beth-leaphrah.
11 Drag forbi, du Indbyggerske i Safir, blottet og skamfuld! Indbyggersken i Zaanan gaar ikke ud! Beth-Ezels Klage betager eder Stade der.
Depart in shameful nakedness, O dwellers of Shaphir. The dwellers of Zaanan will not come out. Beth-ezel is in mourning; its support is taken from you.
12 Thi Indbyggersken i Maroth vaande sig i Smerte efter godt; thi ondt er steget ned fra Herren til Jerusalems Port.
For the dwellers of Maroth pined for good, but calamity came down from the LORD, even to the gate of Jerusalem.
13 Spænd Heste for Vognen, du Indbyggerske i Lakis! den var Begyndelse til Synd for Zions Datter; thi i dig ere Israels Overtrædelser fundne.
Harness your chariot horses, O dweller of Lachish. You were the beginning of sin to the Daughter of Zion, for the transgressions of Israel were found in you.
14 Derfor skal du give Afkald paa Moresketh-Gath; Aksibs Huse skulle blive et svigtende Vandløb for Israels Konger.
Therefore, send farewell gifts to Moresheth-gath; the houses of Achzib will prove deceptive to the kings of Israel.
15 Jeg vil endnu føre en Ejermand til dig, du Indbyggerske i Maresa! til Adullam skal Israels Herlighed komme.
I will again bring a conqueror against you, O dweller of Mareshah. The glory of Israel will come to Adullam.
16 Gør dig skaldet, og rag dig over de Børn, som ere din Lyst; gør dig bredskaldet som Ørnen, thi de ere bortførte fra dig.
Shave yourselves bald and cut off your hair in mourning for your precious children; make yourselves as bald as an eagle, for they will go from you into exile.
