Jeremias 10
1 Hør det Ord, HERREN taler til eder, Israels Hus!
Hear ye the word which the Lord hath spoken concerning you, O house of Israel:
2 Saa siger HERREN: Væn eder ikke til Hedningernes Færd og frygt ikke Himmelens Tegn, fordi Hedningerne frygter dem.
Thus hath said the Lord, Do not habituate yourselves on the way of the nations, and at the signs of the heavens be ye not dismayed; although the nations should be dismayed at them.
3 Thi Folkenes Rædsel er Tomhed; thi det er Træ, fældet i Skoven, et Værk, som Haandværkerhænder tilhugger med Økse;
For the statutes of these people concern what is vanity; for it is but a tree which a man hath cut out of a forest, the work of the hands of the workman, with the axe.
4 han smykker det med Sølv og Guld og fæster det med Søm og Hammer, saa det ikke vakler.
With silver and with gold do they ornament it; with nails and with hammers do they fasten it, that it move not from its place.
5 De er som et Fugleskræmsel i Agurkhaven og kan ikke tale; de maa bæres, da de ikke kan gaa. Frygt dem ikke, thi de gør intet ondt, saa lidt som de evner at gøre noget godt.
As a wrought-out palm-like column are they, and cannot speak; they must needs be borne, because they cannot step along. Be not afraid of them; for they cannot do any harm, so also to do any good is not in them.
6 (Din Lige findes ikke, HERRE; stor er du og stort dit Navn i Vælde.
Forasmuch as there is none like unto thee, O Lord: thou [alone] art great, and great is thy name in might.
7 Hvo skulde ikke frygte dig, du Folkenes Konge! Thi saadant tilkommer dig; thi blandt alle Folks Vismænd og i alle deres Riger findes ikke din Lige.
Who would not fear thee, O King of the nations? for to thee doth it appertain; because among all the wise men of the nations, and in all their kingdoms, [they say] there is none like unto thee.
8 Alle sammen er de dumme og Taaber; Afgudernes Lærdom, den er Træ.)
But at once shall they be shown to be brutish and foolish: it is a doctrine of vanities, it concerneth but wood.
9 Hamret Sølv, indført fra Tarsis, og Guld fra Ofir, et Værk af en Haandværker og Guldsmedens Hænder! De er klædt i violet og rødt Purpur; et Værk af kunstsnilde Folk er de alle.
The beaten out silver is brought from Tharshish, and gold from Uphaz, the work of the workman, and of the hands of the goldsmith: blue and purple is their clothing; the work of skilful men are they all.
10 Men HERREN er Gud i Sandhed, han er en levende Gud og en evig Konge; for hans Vrede skælver Jorden, og Folkene udholder ikke hans Harme.
But the Lord God is the truth, he is the living God, and the everlasting king: at his wrath the earth shall quake, and nations cannot endure his indignation.
11 Saaledes skal I sige til dem: Guder, der ikke har skabt Himmel og Jord, skal forsvinde fra Jorden og under Himmelen.
Thus shall ye say unto them, The gods that have not made the heavens and the earth, shall perish away from the earth, and from under these heavens.
12 Han skabte Jorden i sin Vælde, grundfæstede Jorderig i sin Visdom, og i sin Indsigt udspændte han Himmelen.
He made the earth by his power, he established the world by his wisdom, and by his understanding he stretched out the heavens.
13 Naar han løfter sin Røst, bruser Vandene i Himmelen, og han lader Skyer stige op fra Jordens Ende, faar Lynene til at give Regn og sender Stormen ud af sine Forraadskamre.
At the sound when he giveth a multitude of waters in the heavens, and causeth clouds to ascend from the ends of the earth; when he maketh lightnings with rain, and bringeth forth the wind out of his treasures:
14 Dumt er hvert Menneske, uden Indsigt; hver Guldsmed faar Skam af sit Billede; thi hvad han støber, er Løgn, og der er ikke Aand deri;
Then standeth every man as brutish without knowledge; ashamed is every goldsmith because of the graven image; for falsehood is his molten work, and there is no breath therein.
15 Tomhed er de, et daarende Værk; naar deres Hjemsøgelses Tid kommer, er det ude med dem.
They are vanity, the work of deception; in the time of their punishment shall they vanish.
16 Jakobs Arvelod er ikke som de; thi han har skabt alt, og Israel er hans Arvelods Stamme; Hærskarers HERRE er hans Navn.
Not like these is the portion of Jacob; for he is the former of all things; and Israel is the tribe of his inheritance: The Lord of hosts is his name.
17 Tag din Bylt op fra Jorden, du, som sidder belejret!
Gather up thy wares from the ground, O inhabitress of the beleaguered city.
18 Thi saa siger HERREN: Se, denne Gang slynger jeg Landets Indbyggere bort og bringer dem i Trængsel, for at de kan bøde.
For thus hath said the Lord, Behold, I will cast forth as with a sling the inhabitants of the land at this time, and I will enclose them, in order that they may find them.
19 »Ve mig for min Brøst, mit Saar er svart! Men jeg siger: «Det er min Smerte, den vil jeg bære.»
Woe is me for my breach! my wound is painful; but I thought, This is but pain, and I shall be able to bear it.
20 Mit Telt er hærget og alle mine Teltreb sprængt, mine Børn gaar fra mig, de er borte; mit Telt spænder ingen ud mer eller opsætter Tæpperne.
[But now] my tent is laid waste, and all my cords are torn asunder; my children are gone away from me, and they are not [here]; there is no one to stretch forth my tent any more, and to set up my curtains.
21 Thi dumme er Hyrderne, HERREN søger de ikke, duer derfor til intet, og hele deres Hjord er spredt.«
For the shepherds were brutish, and the Lord had they not sought; therefore have they not prospered, and all their flocks are scattered.
22 Der lyder en Tidende, se, den kommer med vældigt Drøn fra Nordens Land og gør Judas Byer til Ørk, til Sjakalers Bo.
Behold, the noise of the report is come, and a great commotion out of the north country, to render the cities of Judah desolate, a dwelling for monsters.
23 Jeg ved, HERRE, at et Menneskes Vej ikke staar til ham selv, og at det ikke staar til en Mand at vandre og styre sine Fjed.
I know, O Lord, that the way of man is not in his own power: it is not in man that passeth away to direct his own steps.
24 Tugt os, HERRE, men med Maade, ikke i Vrede, for ikke at gøre os færre!
Correct me, O Lord, but with justice; not in thy anger, lest thou bring me to nothing.
25 Udøs din Vrede paa Folk, som ikke kender dig, paa Slægter, som ikke paakalder dit Navn; thi de har opædt Jakob, tilintetgjort det og lagt dets Bolig øde.
Pour out thy fury over the nations that know thee not, and over the families that have not called on thy name; for they have eaten up Jacob, and devoured him, and consumed him, and have made his dwelling desolate.
