Nahum 2
1 En Adspreder drager op imod dig, vogt Befæstningen, spejd Vejen, styrk Lænderne, anspænd Kraften stærkt!
Come up hath a scatterer to thy face, Keep the bulwark, watch the way, Strengthen the loins, strengthen power mightily.
2 Thi Herren genopretter Jakobs Herlighed ligesom Israels Herlighed; thi Røvere have udplyndret dem og ødelagt deres Vinkviste.
For turned back hath Jehovah to the excellency of Jacob, As [to] the excellency of Israel, For emptied them out have emptiers, And their branches they have marred.
3 Hans vældiges Skjold er rødligt, Heltene ere klædte i Skarlagen, Vognene funkle af Staal paa den Dag, han ruster, og Spydene svinges.
The shield of his mighty ones is become red, Men of might [are in] scarlet, With fiery torches [is] the chariot in a day of his preparation, And the firs have been caused to tremble.
4 Paa Gaderne fare Vognene som rasende, de ile af Sted paa de aabne Pladser, deres Udseende er som Blus, de løbe som Lynet.
In out-places shine do the chariots, They go to and fro in broad places, Their appearances [are] like torches, As lightnings they run.
5 Han kommer sine ypperlige Mænd i Hu, de snuble under deres Gang, de haste hen til dens Mur; men Stormtaget er oprejst.
He doth remember his honourable ones, They stumble in their goings, They hasten [to] its wall, and prepared is the covering.
6 Portene ud imod Floderne, ere opladte, og Paladset er modløst.
Gates of the rivers have been opened, And the palace is dissolved.
7 Men det er beskikket: Hun blottes, hun drages op, og hendes Piger sukke, som Duer sukke, de slaa sig paa deres Bryst.
And it is established — she hath removed, She hath been brought up, And her handmaids are leading as the voice of doves, Tabering on their hearts.
8 Og Ninive var ligesom en vandrig Fiskedam, fra de Dage af da den blev til; men de fly: „Staar! staar!‟ men ingen ser sig tilbage.
And Nineveh [is] as a pool of waters, From of old it [is] — and they are fleeing! 'Stand ye, stand;' and none is turning!
9 Røver Sølv! røver Guld! der er dog ingen Ende paa Forraadet, en Herlighed af alle Haande kostelige Ting.
Seize ye silver, seize ye gold, And there is no end to the prepared things, [To] the abundance of all desirable vessels.
10 Øde og Ørk og Ødelæggelse og et forsagt Hjerte, og Vaklen i Knæerne, og Smerte i alle Lænder! og alles Ansigter have skiftet Farve.
She is empty, yea, emptiness and waste, And the heart hath melted, And the knees have smitten together, And great pain [is] in all loins, And the faces of all of them have gathered paleness.
11 Hvor er nu Løvernes Bolig og denne, de unge Løvers Vildbane, hvor Løven, Løvinden gik, Løveungen, og der var ingen, som forfærdede dem.
Where [is] the habitation of lionesses? And a feeding-place it [is] for young lions Where walked hath a lion, an old lion, A lion's whelp, and there is none troubling.
12 En Løve, der røvede, hvad der var nok til dens Unger, og kvalte til sine Løvinder og fyldte sine Huler med Rov og sine Boliger med det røvede.
The lion is tearing parts [for] his whelps, And is strangling for his lionesses, And he doth fill [with] prey his holes, And his habitations [with] rapine.
13 Se, jeg kommer imod dig, siger den Herre Zebaoth, og jeg vil brænde dine Vogne, saa de gaa op i Røg, og Sværd skal fortære dine unge Løver; og jeg vil udrydde dit Rov af Jorden, og dine Sendebuds Røst skal ikke høres ydermere.
Lo, I [am] against thee, An affirmation of Jehovah of Hosts, And I have burned in smoke its chariot, And thy young lions consume doth a sword, And I have cut off from the land thy prey, And not heard any more is the voice of thy messengers!
