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 take my stand on my watch-tower, and station myself on a turret. I will watch to see what the Lord will say to me, what answer he will make to my complaint.
2 Og HERREN gav mig til Svar de Ord: »Skriv Synet op og rist det ind i Tavler, at det kan læses let;
Then the Lord answered me and said: Inscribe the vision plainly on tablets, so that even someone running by could read it.
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.«
Though the vision waits for the time set, it hastens to fulfilment and will not fail; Though it linger long, wait for it. For it surely will come and will not be delayed.
4 Se, opblæst, uredelig er Sjælen i ham, men den retfærdige skal leve ved sin Tro.
The strength of the proud fails, but the upright lives by their faithfulness.
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)
Wealth is treacherous, the arrogant never have enough. They make their desire as wide as Sheol, are like death, unsatisfied, For they gather to themselves all the nations, bring together to themselves all 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!
Shouldn’t everyone mock them? sing a taunt-song against them, and say: Woe to the person who amasses what is not theirs, and loads them self down with goods taken in pledge!
7 Thi brat staar dine Skyldherrer op; de, som vil rykke dig, vaagner; da bliver du dem til Bytte.
Won’t your creditors suddenly rise, and those who will overthrow you awake, and you become their prey?
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.
For as you have plundered many peoples, the survivors will prey upon you. You have shed blood and committed violence to the earth, peoples and their cities.
9 Ve ham, som søger ublu Vinding til sit Hus for at bygge sin Rede højt og redde sig fra Ulykkens Haand.
Woe to you who seeks unjust gain for your dynasty, who sets your nest on high to be safe from the reach of misfortune!
10 Dit Hus faar Skam af dit Raad. Du nedtraadte mange Folkeslag, men satte din Sjæl i Vove.
You have planned only shame for your dynasty. You have destroyed many peoples, and brought guilt upon yourself;
11 Thi Stenen raaber fra Væggen, fra Træværket svarer Bjælken.
the stone will cry out from the wall, and the beam from the timber will answer it.
12 Ve ham, som bygger By med Blod og rejser en Stad med Uret,
Woe to the person who builds a city by bloodshed, and founds a town by crime
13 (er dette ikke fra Hærskarers HERRE?) saa Folkeslag slider for Ilden, og Folkefærds Møje er spildt.
while the peoples toil for what fires will consume, and the nations weary themselves for nothing! This the Lord of hosts has said,
14 Thi Jorden skal fyldes af Kundskab om HERRENS Herlighed, som Vandene dækker Havets Bund.
and the earth will be as full of the knowledge of the glory of the Lord as the seas are full of water.
15 Ve ham, som lader Venner drikke en Rus af Fade og Skaale for at faa deres Blusel at se.
Woe to him who in fury gives drink to his neighbor to make him drunk, and see him naked.
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.
You are filled with shame, not glory; drink yourself and be uncovered. The cup from the Lord’s hand will pass in turn to you, and shame will cover your 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 violence done to Lebanon will overwhelm you, the destruction of animals will terrify you, because you shed people’s blood on the earth, destroyed people and their cities.
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 use is an idol? A human made it, a metal image. It cannot speak, it cannot teach truth, Why does its maker trust it?
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 the person who says to a block, awake! to a dumb stone, arise! What can it teach? It may be set with gold and silver, but there is no breath at all within it.
20 Men HERREN er i sin Helligdom; stille for ham, al Jorden!
The Lord is in his holy temple. Let all the earth be silent before him!
