Jeremias 12
1 Herre, Retten er din, naar jeg trætter med dig, og dog maa jeg tale med dig om Ret. Hvi følger Lykken de gudløses Vej, hvi er alle troløse trygge?
You are righteous, LORD, when I contend with you; yet I would like to plead a case with you. Why does the way of the wicked prosper? Why are they all at ease who deal very treacherously?
2 Du planter dem, og de slaar rod, de trives og bærer Frugt. De har dig i Munden, men ikke i Hjertet.
You have planted them. Yes, they have taken root. They grow. Yes, they produce fruit. You are near in their mouth, and far from their heart.
3 Du, HERRE, du kender mig, ser mig og prøver mit Hjertelag mod dig. Riv dem bort som Faar til Slagtning, vi dem til Blodbadets Dag!
But you, LORD, know me. You see me, and test my heart toward you. Pull them out like sheep for the slaughter, and prepare them for the day of slaughter.
4 (Hvor længe skal Landet sørge, al Markens Urter visne? For Indbyggernes Ondskabs Skyld omkommer Dyr og Fugle; thi man siger: »Han skuer ikke, hvorledes det vil gaa os.«)
How long will the land mourn, and the herbs of the whole country wither? Because of the wickedness of those who dwell therein, the animals and birds are consumed; because they said, “He won’t see our latter end.”
5 »Naar Fodgængere løber dig træt, hvor kan du da kappes med Heste? Og er du ej tryg i et fredeligt Land, hvad vil du saa gøre i Jordans Stolthed?
“If you have run with the footmen, and they have wearied you, then how can you contend with horses? Though in a land of peace you are secure, yet how will you do in the pride of the Jordan?
6 Thi selv dine Brødre og din Faders Hus er troløse imod dig, selv de skriger af fuld Hals efter dig; tro dem ikke, naar de giver dig gode Ord!«
For even your brothers, and the house of your father, even they have dealt treacherously with you! Even they have cried aloud after you! Don’t believe them, though they speak beautiful words to you.
7 Mit Hus har jeg opgivet, bortstødt min Arvelod, givet min elskede hen i hendes Fjenders Haand.
“I have forsaken my house. I have cast off my heritage. I have given the dearly beloved of my soul into the hand of her enemies.
8 Min Arvelod blev for mig som en Løve i Skoven, den løftede Røsten imod mig, derfor maa jeg hade den.
My heritage has become to me as a lion in the forest. She has uttered her voice against me. Therefore I have hated her.
9 Er min Arvelod blevet mig en spraglet Fugl, omgivet af Fugle? Lad alle de vilde Dyr samles, hent dem hid for at æde!
Is my heritage to me as a speckled bird of prey? Are the birds of prey against her all around? Go, assemble all the animals of the field. Bring them to devour.
10 Hyrder i Mængde ødelægger min Vingaard, nedtramper min Arvelod, min yndige Arvelod gør de til øde Ørk;
Many shepherds have destroyed my vineyard. They have trodden my portion under foot. They have made my pleasant portion a desolate wilderness.
11 de lægger den øde, den sørger øde for mit Aasyn. Hele Landet er ødelagt, thi ingen brød sig om det.
They have made it a desolation. It mourns to me, being desolate. The whole land is made desolate, because no one cares.
12 Over alle Ørkenens nøgne Høje kom Hærværksmænd. Thi HERREN har et Sværd; det fortærer alt fra den ene Ende af Landet til den anden; intet Kød har Fred.
Destroyers have come on all the bare heights in the wilderness; for the sword of the LORD devours from the one end of the land even to the other end of the land. No flesh has peace.
13 De saaede Hvede og høstede Torne, sled til ingen Gavn og blev til Skamme med deres Afgrøde for HERRENS glødende Vredes Skyld.
They have sown wheat, and have reaped thorns. They have exhausted themselves, and profit nothing. You will be ashamed of your fruits, because of the LORD’s fierce anger.”
14 Saa siger HERREN om alle mine onde Naboer, der rører den Arvelod, jeg gav mit Folk Israel i Eje: Se, jeg rykker dem op af deres Land, og Judas Hus rykker jeg op midt iblandt dem.
The LORD says, “Concerning all my evil neighbors, who touch the inheritance which I have caused my people Israel to inherit: Behold, I will pluck them up from off their land, and will pluck up the house of Judah from among them.
15 Men siden, naar jeg har rykket dem op, forbarmer jeg mig atter over dem og bringer dem hjem, hver til sin Arvelod og hver til sit Land.
It will happen that after I have plucked them up, I will return and have compassion on them. I will bring them again, every man to his heritage, and every man to his land.
16 Hvis de da lærer mit Folks Veje, saa de sværger ved mit Navn: »Saa sandt HERREN lever!« ligesom de lærte mit Folk at sværge ved Ba'al, skal de opbygges iblandt mit Folk.
It will happen, if they will diligently learn the ways of my people, to swear by my name, ‘As the LORD lives;’ even as they taught my people to swear by Baal, then they will be built up in the middle of my people.
17 Men hører de ikke, rykker jeg et saadant Folk helt op og tilintetgør det, lyder det fra HERREN.
But if they will not hear, then I will pluck up that nation, plucking up and destroying it,” says the LORD.
