Habakkuk 2
1 Op paa min Varde vil jeg stige, staa hen paa mit Vagtsted og spejde, og se, hvad han taler i mig, hvad Svar han har paa min Klage.
I will stand upon my watch, and mount upon the rock, and watch to see what he will say by me, and what I shall answer when I am reproved.
2 Og HERREN gav mig til Svar de Ord: »Skriv Synet op og rist det ind i Tavler, at det kan læses let;
And the Lord answered me and said, Write the vision, and [that] plainly on a tablet, that he that reads it may run.
3 thi Synet staar ved Magt, træffer ind til Tide, usvigeligt iler det mod Maalet; tøver det, bi saa paa det, thi det kommer; det udebliver ikke.«
For the vision [is] yet for a time, and it shall shoot forth at the end, and not in vain: though he should tarry, wait for him; for he will surely come, and will not tarry.
4 Se, opblæst, uredelig er Sjælen i ham, men den retfærdige skal leve ved sin Tro.
If he should draw back, my soul has no pleasure in him: but the just shall live by my faith.
5 Han er derhos den frækkeste Røver, en hoven, frastødende Mand, der som Dødsriget opspiler Gabet, som Døden uden at mættes, skraber alle Folkene til sig, sanker alle Folkeslag til sig. (Sheol h7585)
But the arrogant man and the scorner, the boastful man, shall not finish anything; who has enlarged his desire as the grave, and like death he is never satisfied, and he will gather to himself all the nations, and will receive to himself all the peoples. (Sheol h7585)
6 Visselig skal de alle istemme en Haansang, en Smædevise fuld af Hentydninger til ham og sige: Ve ham, der dynger andres Gods op — hvor længe? — og læsser Pantegods paa sig!
Shall not all these take up a parable against him? and a proverb to tell against him? and they shall say, Woe to him that multiplies to himself the possessions which are not his! how long? and who heavily loads his yoke.
7 Thi brat staar dine Skyldherrer op; de, som vil rykke dig, vaagner; da bliver du dem til Bytte.
For suddenly there shall arise up those that bite him, and they that plot against thee shall awake, and thou shalt be a plunder to them.
8 Fordi du har plyndret mange Folk, skal du plyndres af al Folkeslagenes Rest for Menneskeblods Skyld, for Vold mod Landet, mod Byen og alle, som bor der.
Because thou hast spoiled many nations, all the nations that are left shall spoil [thee], because of the blood of men, and the sins of the land and city, and of all that dwell in it.
9 Ve ham, som søger ublu Vinding til sit Hus for at bygge sin Rede højt og redde sig fra Ulykkens Haand.
Woe to him that covets an evil covetousness to his house, that he may set his nest on high, that he may be delivered from the power of evils.
10 Dit Hus faar Skam af dit Raad. Du nedtraadte mange Folkeslag, men satte din Sjæl i Vove.
Thou hast devised shame to thy house, thou hast utterly destroyed many nations, and thy soul has sinned.
11 Thi Stenen raaber fra Væggen, fra Træværket svarer Bjælken.
For the stone shall cry out of the wall, and the beetle out of the timber shall speak.
12 Ve ham, som bygger By med Blod og rejser en Stad med Uret,
Woe to him that builds a city with blood, and establishes a city by unrighteousness.
13 (er dette ikke fra Hærskarers HERRE?) saa Folkeslag slider for Ilden, og Folkefærds Møje er spildt.
Are not these things of the Lord Almighty? surely many people have been exhausted in the fire, and many nations have fainted.
14 Thi Jorden skal fyldes af Kundskab om HERRENS Herlighed, som Vandene dækker Havets Bund.
For the earth shall be filled with the knowledge of the glory of the Lord; it shall cover them as water.
15 Ve ham, som lader Venner drikke en Rus af Fade og Skaale for at faa deres Blusel at se.
Woe to him that gives his neighbour to drink the thick lees [of wine], and intoxicates [him], that he may look upon their secret parts.
16 Du mætted dig med Skam for Ære. Drik selv, vis din Forhud frem! Nu kommer Bægeret fra HERRENS højre til dig og Skændsel til din Ære.
Drink thou also [thy] fill of disgrace instead of glory: shake, O heart, and quake, the cup of the right hand of the Lord has come round upon thee, and dishonour has gathered upon thy glory.
17 Thi du tynges af Vold mod Libanon, knuses for Misbrug af Dyr, for Menneskeblods Skyld, for Vold mod Landet, mod Byen og alle, som bor der.
For the ungodliness of Libanus shall cover thee, and distress because of wild beasts shall dismay thee, because of the blood of men, and the sins of the land and city, and of all that dwell in it.
18 Hvad gavner det skaarne Billed, at en Billedskærer skærer det ud, det støbte Billed, hvis Spaadom er falsk, at en Billedskærer stoler derpaa, saa han laver stumme Guder?
What profit it the graven image, that they have graven it? [one] has made it a molten work, a false image; for the maker has trusted in his work, to make dumb idols.
19 Ve den, som siger til Træ: »Vaagn op!« til Sten uden Mæle: »Staa op!« Den skulde kunne spaa! Se, den er klædt i Guld og Sølv, men af Aand har den intet i sig.
Woe to him that says to the wood, Awake, arise; and to the stone, Be thou exalted! whereas it is an image, and this is a casting of gold and silver, and there is no breath in it.
20 Men HERREN er i sin Helligdom; stille for ham, al Jorden!
But the Lord is in his holy temple: let all the earth fear before him.
