Ezekiel 27
1 HERRENS Ord kom til mig saaledes:
And the word of the Lord came to me, saying:
2 Du, Menneskesøn, istem en Klagesang over Tyrus
Thou therefore, O son of man, take up a lamentation for Tyre:
3 og sig til Tyrus, som ligger ved Adgangen til Havet og driver Handel med Folkeslagene paa de mange fjerne Strande: Saa siger den Herre HERREN: Tyrus, du siger: »Fuldendt i Skønhed er jeg!«
And say to Tyre that dwelleth at the entry of the sea, being the mart of the people for many islands: Thus saith the Lord God: O Tyre, thou hast said: I am of perfect beauty,
4 De bygged dig midt i Havet, fuldendte din Skønhed.
And situate in the heart of the sea. Thy neighbours, that built thee, have perfected thy beauty:
5 De tømred af Senircypresser hver Planke i dig, fra Libanon hented de Cedre at lave din Mast,
With fir trees of Sanir they have built thee with all sea planks: they have taken cedars from Libanus to make thee masts.
6 af Basans højeste Ege skar de dig Aarer, de lagde dit Dæk af Fyr fra Kittæernes Strande;
They have cut thy oars out of the oaks of Basan: and they have made thee benches of Indian ivory and cabins with things brought from the islands of Italy.
7 dit Sejl var ægyptisk Byssus i broget Væv, dit Tag var Purpur i blaat og rødt fra Elisjas Strande.
Fine broidered linen from Egypt was woven for thy sail, to be spread on thy mast: blue and purple from the islands of Elisa, were made thy covering.
8 Zidons og Arvads Folk var Rorkarle for dig, om Bord var de kyndigste i Zarepta, de var dine Styrmænd,
The inhabitants of Sidon, and the Arabians were thy rowers: thy wise men, O Tyre, were thy pilots.
9 de ældste og kyndigste i Gebal, de bøded din Læk. Alle Havets Skibe med Søfolk var hos dig for at omsætte dine Varer.
The ancients of Gebal, and the wise men thereof furnished mariners for the service of thy various furniture: all the ships of the sea, and their mariners were thy factors.
10 Folk fra Persien, Lydien og Put var i din Hær som Krigsfolk, de ophængte Skjolde og Hjelme i dig; de gav dig Glans.
The Persians, and Lydians, and the Libyans were thy soldiers in thy army: they hung up the buckler and the helmet in thee for thy ornament.
11 Arvaditerne og deres Hær stod rundt paa dine Mure, Gammaditerne paa dine Taarne; de ophængte deres Skjolde rundt paa dine Mure, de fuldendte din Skønhed.
The men of Arad were with thy army upon thy walls round about: the Pygmeans also that were in thy towers, hung up their quivers on thy walls round about: they perfected thy beauty.
12 Tarsis var din Handelsven, fordi du havde alskens Gods i Mængde; Sølv, Jern, Tin og Bly gav de dig for dine Varer.
The Carthaginians thy merchants supplied thy fairs with a multitude of all kinds of riches, with silver, iron, tin, and lead.
13 Javan, Tubal og Mesjek drev Handel med dig; Trælle og Kobberkar gav de dig i Bytte.
Greece, Thubal, and Mosoch, they were thy merchants: they brought to thy people slaves and vessels of brass.
14 Togarmas Hus gav dig Køreheste, Rideheste og Muldyr for dine Varer.
From the house of Thogorma they brought horses, and horsemen, and mules to thy market.
15 Rodosboerne drev Handel med dig, mange fjerne Strande var dine Handelsvenner; Elfenben og Ibenholt bragte de dig som Vederlag.
The men of Dedan were thy merchants: many islands were the traffic of thy hand, they exchanged for thy price teeth of ivory and ebony.
16 Edom var din Handelsven, fordi du havde Varer i Mængde; Karfunkler, Purpur, brogede Tøjer, fint Linned, Koraller og Rubiner gav de dig for dine Varer.
The Syrian was thy merchant: by reason of the multitude of thy works, they set forth precious stones, and purple, and broidered works, and fine linen, and silk, and chodchod in thy market.
17 Juda og Israels Land drev Handel med dig; Hvede fra Minnit, Bagværk, Honning, Olie og Mastiksbalsam gav de dig i Bytte.
Juda and the land of Israel, they were thy merchants with the best corn: they set forth balm, and honey, and oil, and rosin in thy fairs.
18 Damaskus var din Handelsven fordi du havde alskens Gods i Mængde; de kom med Vin fra Helbon og Uld fra Zahar.
The men of Damascus were thy merchants in the multitude of thy works, in the multitude of divers riches, in rich wine, in wool of the best colour.
19 Vedan og Javan gav Sager fra Uzal for dine Varer; smeddet Jern, Kassia og Kalmus fik du i Bytte.
Dan, and Greece, and Mosel have set forth in thy marts wrought iron: stacte, and calamus were in thy market.
20 Dedan drev Handel med dig med Sadeldækkener til Ridning.
The men of Dedan were thy merchants in tapestry for seats.
21 Araberne og alle Kedars Fyrster var dine Handelsvenner; med Lam, Vædre og Bukke handlede de med dig.
Arabia, and all the princes of Cedar, they were the merchants of thy hand: thy merchants came to thee with lambs, and rants, and kids.
22 Sabas og Ramas Handelsfolk drev Handel med dig; den allerfineste Balsam, alle Slags Ædelsten og Guld gav de dig for dine Varer.
The sellers of Saba, and Reema, they were thy merchants: with all the best spices, and precious stones, and gold, which they set forth in thy market.
23 Karan, Kanne og Eden, Assyrerne og hele Medien drev Handel med dig;
Haran, and Chene, and Eden were thy merchants; Saba, Assur, and Chelmad sold to thee.
24 de handlede med dig med smukke Klæder, Purpurkapper, brogede Tøjer, farvede Tæpper, tvundet og fastsnoet Reb paa dine Markeder;
They were thy merchants in divers manners, with bales of blue cloth, and of embroidered work, and of precious riches, which were wrapped up and bound with cords: they had cedars also in thy merchandise.
25 Tarsisskibene tjente dig ved din Omsætning. Du fyldtes, blev saare tung midt ude i Havet.
The ships of the sea, were thy chief in thy merchandise: and thou wast replenished, and glorified exceedingly in the heart of the sea.
26 I rum Sø fik de dig ud, dine roende Mænd; da knuste en Østenstorm dig midt ude paa Havet;
Thy rowers have brought thee into great waters: the south wind hath broken thee in the heart of the sea.
27 dit Gods, dine Varer, din Vinding, dine Søfolk og Styrmænd, de, der bøded din Læk, dine Handelsfolk, alt dit Krigsfolk, som var om Bord, alt Mandskab i din Midte styrter i Havets dyb, den Dag du falder.
Thy riches, and thy treasures, and thy manifold furniture, thy mariners, and thy pilots, who kept thy goods, and were chief over thy people: thy men of war also, that were in thee, with all thy multitude that is in the midst of thee: shall fall in the heart of the sea in the day of thy ruin.
28 Markerne skælver ved dine Styrmænds Skrig.
Thy fleets shall be troubled at the sound of the cry of thy pilots.
29 Alle, der sidder ved Aarer, gaar da fra Borde, Søfolk og alle Styrmænd gaar da i Land;
And all that handled the oar shall come down from their ships: the mariners, and all the pilots of the sea shall stand upon the land:
30 de løfter Røsten over dig, klager bittert; paa Hovedet kaster de Jord og vælter sig i Støvet,
And they shall mourn over thee with a loud voice, and shall cry bitterly: and they shall cast up dust upon their heads, and shall be sprinkled with ashes.
31 klipper sig skaldet for dig, klæder sig i Sæk, begræder dig, bitre i Hu, med Sjælekvide,
And they shall shave themselves bald for thee, and shall be girded with haircloth: and they shall weep for thee with bitterness of soul, with most bitter weeping.
32 istemmer jamrende Klage over dig, klager: Ak, hvor Tyrus er øde midt i Havet!
And they shall take up a mournful song for thee, and snail lament thee: What city is like Tyre, which is become silent in the midst of the sea?
33 Naar din Vinding kom ind fra Havet, mætted du mange Folkeslag; med dit meget Gods og dine Varer gjorde du Jordens Konger rige.
Which by thy merchandise that went from thee by sea didst fill many people: which by the multitude of thy riches, and of thy people didst enrich the kings of the earth.
34 Nu led du Skibbrud paa Havet, paa Vandets Dyb, dine Varer og alt dit Mandskab gik under med dig.
Now thou art destroyed by the sea, thy riches are in the bottom of the waters, and all the multitude that was in the midst of thee is fallen.
35 Over dig gyser alle, som bor paa de fjerne Strande, deres Konger er slagne af Angst, deres Ansigt blegner.
All the inhabitants of the islands are astonished at thee: and all their kings being struck with the storm have changed their countenance.
36 Deres Kræmmere haanfløjter ad dig, til Rædsel blev du, er borte for evigt.
The merchants of people have hissed at thee: thou art brought to nothing, and thou shalt never be any more.
