Habakkuk 1
1 Det Udsagn, Profeten Habakkuk skuede.
The burden which Habakkuk the prophet saw.
2 Hvor længe skal jeg klage, HERRE, uden du hører, skrige til dig over Vold, uden du frelser?
O Jehovah, how long shall I cry, and thou will not hear? I cry out to thee of violence, and thou will not save.
3 Hvi lader du mig skue Uret, være Vidne til Kvide? Ødelæggelse og Vold har jeg for Øje, der opstod Kiv, og Strid kom op.
Why do thou show me iniquity, and look upon perverseness? For destruction and violence are before me, and there is strife, and contention rises up.
4 Derfor ligger Loven lammet, og Ret kommer aldrig frem. Thi naar gudløse trænger retfærdige, fremkommer krøget Ret.
Therefore the law is slacked, and justice never goes forth. For the wicked man surrounds the righteous man, therefore justice goes forth perverted.
5 Se eder om blandt Folkene til Skræk og Rædsel for eder! Thi en Gerning gør han i eders Dage, som I ej vilde tro, om det fortaltes.
Behold ye scoffers, and look, and wonder marvelously. For I am working a work in your days, which ye will not believe though it be told you.
6 Thi se, han vækker Kaldæerne, det grumme og raske Folk, som drager viden om Lande for at indtage andres Bo.
For, lo, I raise up the Chaldeans, that bitter and hasty nation, who march through the breadth of the earth to possess dwelling-places that are not theirs.
7 Forfærdeligt, frygteligt er det, Ødelæggelse udgaar derfra.
They are fearful and dreadful. Their judgment and their dignity proceed from themselves.
8 Dets Heste er rappere end Pantere, mer viltre end Ulve ved Kvæld; dets Rytterheste kommer i Spring, flyvende langvejs fra. Som Ørnen i Fart efter Føde
Their horses also are swifter than leopards, and are more fierce than the evening wolves. And their horsemen press proudly on. Yea, their horsemen come from far. They fly as an eagle that hastens to devour.
9 er de alle paa Vej efter Vold. De higede stadig mod Øst og samlede Fanger som Sand.
They come all of them for violence. The set of their faces is forwards, and they gather captives as the sand.
10 Med Kongerne drev det Spot, Fyrsterne lo det kun ad. Det lo ad hver en Fæstning, opdynged en Vold og tog den.
Yea, he scoffs at kings, and rulers are a derision to him. He derides every stronghold, for he heaps up dust, and takes it.
11 Saa suste det videre som Stormen og gjorde sin Kraft til sin Gud.
Then he shall sweep by as a wind, and shall pass over, and be guilty; he whose might is his god.
12 Er du ikke fra fordum HERREN, min hellige Gud? — Vi skal ej dø — HERRE, har du sat ham til Dommer, givet ham Fuldmagt til Straf?
Are not thou from everlasting, O Jehovah my God, my Holy One? We shall not die. O Jehovah, thou have ordained him for judgment, and thou, O Rock, have established him for correction.
13 Dit rene Blik afskyr ondt, du taaler ej Synet af Kvide; hvi ser du da tavs paa Ransmænd, at gudløs sluger sin Overmand i Retfærd?
Thou who are of purer eyes than to behold evil, and who cannot look on perverseness, why do thou look upon those who deal treacherously, and hold thy peace when the wicked man swallows up the man who is more righteous than he,
14 Med Mennesker gør du som med Havets Fisk, som med Kryb, der er uden Hersker:
and makes men as the fishes of the sea, as the creeping things, that have no ruler over them?
15 Han fisker dem alle med Krog, slæber dem bort i sit Vod og samler dem i sit Garn; derfor er han jublende glad;
He takes all of them up with the hook. He catches them in his net, and gathers them in his drag. Therefore he rejoices and is glad.
16 han ofrer derfor til sit Vod, tænder Offerild for sit Garn. Ved dem blev hans Del jo fed og kraftig blev hans Føde.
Therefore he sacrifices to his net, and burns incense to his drag, because by them his portion is fat, and his food plentiful.
17 Skal han altid tømme sit Vod og slaa Folk ihjel uden Skaansel?
Shall he therefore empty his net, and not spare to kill the nations continually?
