Jeremias 14
1 HERRENS Ord, som kom til Jeremias om tørken.
AND THE WORD OF THE LORD CAME TO JEREMIAS CONCERNING THE DROUGHT.
2 Juda sørger, dets Porte vansmægter sørgeklædt i Støvet, Jerusalems Skrig stiger op,
Judea has mourned, and her gates are emptied, and are darkened upon the earth; and the cry of Jerusalem is gone up.
3 og dets Stormænd sender deres Drenge efter Vand, de kommer til Brønde, men finder ej Vand, vender hjem med tomme Spande, med Skam og Skændsel og tilhyllet Hoved.
And her nobles have sent their little ones to the water: they came to the wells, and found no water: and brought back their vessels empty.
4 Over Jorden, som revner af Angst, da Regn ej falder i Landet, er Bønderne beskæmmede, tilhyller Hovedet.
And the labours of the land failed, because there was no rain: the husbandmen were ashamed, they covered their heads.
5 Selv Hinden paa Marken forlader sin nyfødte Kalv, thi Græs er der ikke.
And hinds calved in the field, and forsook [it], because there was no grass.
6 Paa nøgne Høje staar Vildæsler og snapper efter Luft som Sjakaler, deres Øjne vansmægter, thi Grønt er der ikke.
The wild asses stood by the forests, and snuffed up the wind; their eyes failed, because there was no grass.
7 Vidner vore Synder imod os, HERRE, grib saa for dit Navns Skyld ind! Thi mange Gange faldt vi fra, mod dig har vi syndet.
Our sins have risen up against us: O Lord, do you for us for your own sake; for our sins are many before you; for we have sinned against you.
8 Du Israels Haab og Frelser i Nødens Stund! Hvorfor er du som fremmed i Landet, som en Vandringsmand, der kun søger Nattely?
O Lord, [you are] the hope of Israel, and deliver [us] in time of troubles; why are you become as a sojourner upon the land, or as one born in the land, yet turning aside for a resting-place?
9 Hvorfor er du som en raadvild Mand, som en Helt, der ikke kan frelse? Du er dog i vor Midte, HERRE, dit Navn er nævnet over os, saa lad os ej fare!
Will you be as a man asleep, or as a [strong] man that can’t save? yet you are amongst us, O Lord, and your name is called upon us; forget us not.
10 Saa siger HERREN til dette Folk: De elsker at flakke omkring og sparer ej Fødderne, men ejer ikke HERRENS Behag. Han ihukommer nu deres Brøde, hjemsøger deres Synder.
Thus says the Lord to this people, They have loved to wander, and they have not spared, therefore God has not prospered them; now will he remember their iniquity.
11 Og HERREN sagde til mig: »Bed ikke om Lykke for dette Folk!
And the Lord said to me, Pray not for this people for [their] good:
12 Naar de faster, hører jeg ikke deres Klage, og naar de ofrer Brændoffer og Afgrødeoffer, har jeg ikke Behag i dem; nej, med Sværd, Hunger og Pest vil jeg gøre Ende paa dem!«
for though they fast, I will not hear their supplication; and though they offer whole burnt offerings and sacrifices, I will take no pleasure in them: for I will consume them with sword, and with famine, and with pestilence.
13 Da sagde jeg: »Ak, Herre, HERRE! Profeterne siger jo til dem: I skal ikke se Sværd, og Hungersnød skal ikke komme over eder, thi tryg Fred giver jeg eder paa dette Sted.«
And I said, O [ever] living Lord! behold, their prophets prophesy, and say, You shall not see a sword, nor shall famine be amongst you; for I will give truth and peace on the land, and in this place.
14 HERREN svarede: »Profeterne profeterer Løgn i mit Navn; jeg har ikke sendt dem eller givet dem noget Bud eller talet til dem. Løgnesyner og falsk Spaadom og deres Hjertes Bedrag er det, de profeterer for eder!
Then the Lord said to me, The prophets prophesy lies in my name: I sent them not, and I commanded them not, and I spoke not to them: for they prophesy to you false visions, and divinations, and auguries, and devices of their own heart.
15 Derfor, saa siger HERREN til Profeterne, der profeterer i mit Navn, skønt jeg ikke har sendt dem, og som siger, at der ikke skal komme Sværd eller Hunger i dette Land: Disse Profeter skal omkomme ved Sværd og Hunger;
Therefore thus says the Lord concerning the prophets that prophesy lies in my name, and I sent them not, who say, Sword and famine shall not be upon this land; they shall die by a grievous death, and the prophets shall be consumed by famine.
16 og Folket, de profeterer for, skal slænges hen paa Jerusalems Gader for Hunger og Sværd, og ingen skal jorde dem, hverken dem eller deres Hustruer, Sønner eller Døtre. Jeg udøser deres Ondskab over dem.«
And the people to whom they prophesy, they also shall be cast out in the streets of Jerusalem, because of the sword and famine; and there shall be none to bury them: their wives also, and their sons, and their daughters [shall die thus]; and I will pour out their wickedness upon them.
17 Og du skal sige dette Ord til dem: Mine Øjne skal rinde med Graad ved Nat og ved Dag og aldrig høre op; thi mit Folks jomfruelige Datter ligger lemlæstet haardt, Saaret er saare svart.
And you shall speak this word to them; Let your eyes shed tears day and night, and let them not cease: for the daughter of my people has been sorely bruised, and her plague is very grievous.
18 Hvis jeg gaar ud paa Marken, se — sværdslagne Mænd, og kommer jeg ind i Byen, se — Hungerens Kvaler! Thi baade Profet og Præst drager bort til et Land, de ej kender.
If I go forth into the plain, then behold the slain by the sword! and if I enter into the city, then behold the distress of famine! for priest and prophet have gone to a land which they knew not.
19 Har du ganske vraget Juda, væmmes din Sjæl ved Zion? Hvorfor har du slaaet os, saa ingen kan læge? Man haaber paa Fred, men det bliver ej godt, paa Lægedoms Tid, men se, der er Rædsel.
Hast you utterly rejected Juda? and has your soul departed from Sion? therefore has you struck us, and there is no healing for us? we waited for peace, but there was no prosperity; for a time of healing, and behold trouble!
20 Vi kender vor Gudløshed, HERRE, vore Fædres Brøde, thi vi synded mod dig.
We know, O Lord, our sins, [and] the iniquities of our fathers: for we have sinned before you.
21 Bortstød os ikke for dit Navns Skyld, vanær ej din Herligheds Trone, kom i Hu og bryd ej din Pagt med os!
Refrain for your name's sake, destroy not the throne of your glory: remember, break not your covenant with us.
22 Kan blandt Hedningeguderne nogen sende Regn, giver Himlen Nedbør af sig selv? Er det ikke dig, o HERRE vor Gud? Saa bier vi paa dig, thi du skabte alt dette.
Is there any one amongst the idols of the Gentiles that can give rain? and will the sky yield his fulness [at their bidding]? Are not you he? we will even wait on you, O Lord: for you have made all these things.
