Mikas 7
1 Ve mig! thi det er gaaet mig som ved Indsamlingen af Sommerfrugt, som ved Eftersankningen efter Vinhøsten; der er ikke en Vindrue til at æde, ingen tidlig moden Figen, som min Sjæl havde Lyst til.
Misery is mine! Indeed, I am like one who gathers the summer fruits, as gleanings of the vineyard. There is no cluster of grapes to eat. My soul desires to eat the early fig.
2 Den fromme er forsvunden fra Jorden, og der er ikke en oprigtig iblandt Menneskene: De lure alle efter Blod, jage den ene deji anden i Garnet.
The godly man has perished out of the earth, and there is no one upright amongst men. They all lie in wait for blood; every man hunts his brother with a net.
3 Til det onde ere Hænder rede for at gøre det til Gavns; Fyrsten gør Fordring, og Dommeren er villig for Gentjeneste, og den mægtige udtaler sin Sjæls Attraa, og saa sno de det sammen.
Their hands are on that which is evil to do it diligently. The ruler and judge ask for a bribe. The powerful man dictates the evil desire of his soul. Thus they conspire together.
4 Den bedste af dem er som Torn, den oprigtigste som et Tjørnegærde; dine Vægteres Dag, din Hjemsøgelse kommer; nu skal deres Forstyrrelse være der.
The best of them is like a brier. The most upright is worse than a thorn hedge. The day of your watchmen, even your visitation, has come; now is the time of their confusion.
5 Tror ikke paa en Ven, forlader eder ikke paa en fortrolig: Var din Munds Døre for hende, som ligger ved din Barm.
Don’t trust in a neighbour. Don’t put confidence in a friend. With the woman lying in your embrace, be careful of the words of your mouth!
6 Thi Sønnen ringeagter Faderen, Datteren sætter sig op imod sin Moder, Sønnens Hustru imod sin Mands Moder, en Mand har Fjender i sine egne Husfolk.
For the son dishonours the father, the daughter rises up against her mother, the daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law; a man’s enemies are the men of his own house.
7 Men jeg vil skue ud efter Herren, jeg vil bie efter min Frelses Gud; min Gud vil høre mig.
But as for me, I will look to the LORD. I will wait for the God of my salvation. My God will hear me.
8 Glæd dig ikke over mig, min Modstanderinde! thi er jeg falden, skal jeg staa op igen, og sidder jeg i Mørket, skal Herren være mit Lys.
Don’t rejoice against me, my enemy. When I fall, I will arise. When I sit in darkness, the LORD will be a light to me.
9 Herrens Vrede vil jeg bære, thi jeg har syndet imod ham, — indtil han udfører min Sag og skaffer mig Ret; han skal føre mig ud til Lyset, jeg skal skue hans Retfærdighed.
I will bear the indignation of the LORD, because I have sinned against him, until he pleads my case and executes judgement for me. He will bring me out to the light. I will see his righteousness.
10 Og min Modstanderinde maa se det, og Skam skal bedække hende, idet hun siger til mig: Hvor er Herren din Gud? mine Øjne skulle se deres Lyst paa hende; nu skal hun blive til at nedtrædes som Dynd paa Gader.
Then my enemy will see it, and shame will cover her who said to me, “Where is the LORD your God?” My eyes will see her. Now she will be trodden down like the mire of the streets.
11 Der kommer en Dag, da man skal bygge dine Mure; paa denne Dag skal Grænse være fjern.
A day to build your walls! In that day, he will extend your boundary.
12 Paa den Dag, da skal man komme til dig lige fra Assur og Ægyptens Stæder, og lige fra Ægypten og indtil Floden, og til Hav fra Hav, og fra Bjerg til Bjerget.
In that day they will come to you from Assyria and the cities of Egypt, and from Egypt even to the River, and from sea to sea, and mountain to mountain.
13 Og Jorden skal blive til Øde for sine Beboeres Skyld, formedelst deres Idrætters Frugt.
Yet the land will be desolate because of those who dwell therein, for the fruit of their doings.
14 Vogt med din Stav dit Folk, din Arvs Hjord, som bor ene for sig, i Skoven midt paa Karmel; lad dem græsse i Basan og Gilead som i gamle Dage!
Shepherd your people with your staff, the flock of your heritage, who dwell by themselves in a forest. Let them feed in the middle of fertile pasture land, in Bashan and Gilead, as in the days of old.
15 Som i de Dage, da du drog ud af Ægyptens Land, vil jeg lade det se underfulde Ting.
“As in the days of your coming out of the land of Egypt, I will show them marvellous things.”
16 Hedningerne skulle se det og beskæmmes for al deres Vælde; de skulle lægge Haand paa Mund; deres Øren skulle blive døve.
The nations will see and be ashamed of all their might. They will lay their hand on their mouth. Their ears will be deaf.
17 De skulle slikke Støv som Slangen, som Jordens Kryb skulle de komme bævende frem fra deres Borge; til Herren vor Gud skulle de skælvende komme og frygte for dig.
They will lick the dust like a serpent. Like crawling things of the earth, they will come trembling out of their dens. They will come with fear to the LORD our God, and will be afraid because of you.
18 Hvo er en Gud som du, der borttager Misgerning og gaar Overtrædelse forbi for det overblevne af sin Arv? han holder ikke fast ved sin Vrede evindelig, thi han har Lyst til Miskundhed.
Who is a God like you, who pardons iniquity, and passes over the disobedience of the remnant of his heritage? He doesn’t retain his anger forever, because he delights in loving kindness.
19 Han skal atter forbarme sig over os, han skal træde vore Misgerninger under Fødder; og du skal kaste alle deres Synder i Havets Dyb.
He will again have compassion on us. He will tread our iniquities under foot. You will cast all their sins into the depths of the sea.
20 Du skal bevise Jakob Sandhed, Abraham Miskundhed, som du har svoret vore Fædre fra de gamle Dage af.
You will give truth to Jacob, and mercy to Abraham, as you have sworn to our fathers from the days of old.
