Jeremias 15

1 Da sagde HERREN til mig: Om saa Moses og Samuel stod for mit Aasyn, vilde mit Hjerte ikke vende sig til dem. Jag dette Folk bort fra mit Aasyn!

Then said Jehovah to me: Though Moses and Samuel should stand before me, Yet would I not be reconciled to this people. Send them out of my sight, and let them go forth!

2 Og naar de spørger dig: »Hvor skal vi gaa hen?« saa svar dem: Saa siger HERREN: Hvo Dødens er, til Død, hvo Sværdets er, til Sværd, hvo Hungerens er, til Hunger, hvo Fangenskabets er, til Fangenskab!

And if they say to thee, “Whither shall we go forth?” Then say thou to them, Thus saith Jehovah: They that are for the pestilence, to the pestilence, And they that are for the sword, to the sword. And they that are for famine, to famine, And they that are for captivity, to captivity.

3 Jeg sætter fire Magter over dem, lyder det fra HERREN: Sværdet til at slaa ihjel, Hundene til at slæbe bort, Himmelens Fugle og Jordens Dyr til at æde og ødelægge.

I will commission against them four woes, saith Jehovah! The sword to slay, And the dogs to drag about, And the birds of heaven, and the beasts of the earth, To devour and destroy.

4 Jeg gør dem til Rædsel for alle Jordens Riger for Ezekias's Søns, Kong Manasse af Judas, Skyld, for alt, hvad han gjorde i Jerusalem.

I will cause them to be harassed in all the kingdoms of the earth, On account of Manasseh, the son of Hezekiah, king of Judah, On account of all which he did in Jerusalem.

5 Hvo føler, Jerusalem, for dig, hvo ynker dig vel, hvo bøjer af fra Vejen og spørger til dig?

For who will have pity on thee, O Jerusalem? Or who condole with thee? Or who turn aside to ask thee of thy welfare?

6 Du vragede mig, saa lyder det fra HERREN, du veg bort. Jeg udrækker Haanden, udsletter dig, træt af at ynkes.

Thou hast forsaken me, saith Jehovah; Thou hast gone backward; Therefore will I stretch out my hand against thee, and destroy thee; I am weary of relenting.

7 Med Kasteskovl kaster jeg dem i Landets Porte, mit Folk gør jeg barnløst og til intet; de vendte ej om.

I will scatter them with a winnowing-fan through the gates of the land; I will bereave them of their sons; I will destroy my people, Since they return not from their ways.

8 Flere end Havets Sandskorn bliver deres Enker. Jeg sender over Ynglingens Moder ved Middag en Hærger, brat lader jeg Angst og Rædsel falde paa hende.

Their widows shall be more numerous than the sand of the sea; Against the mother of the young men do I bring a spoiler at noonday; Suddenly will I bring alarm and terrors upon them.

9 Syvsønnemoder vansmægter, opgiver Aanden, hendes Sol gaar alt ned ved Dag, hun beskæmmes og blues. De overblevne giver jeg til Sværdet for Fjendernes Øjne, lyder det fra HERREN.

She, that hath borne seven, languisheth; She is ready to expire; Her sun goeth down while it is yet day; She is ashamed and confounded. Their remnant will I also give to the sword Before their enemies, saith Jehovah.

10 Ve mig, min Moder, at du fødte mig, en Tvistens og kivens Mand for Alverden! Jeg gav eller modtog ej Laan, og de bander mig alle.

Alas for me, my mother, that thou hast borne me, To live in strife and contention with all the land! I have neither borrowed nor lent money, Yet doth every one curse me!

11 HERREN sagde: Sandelig, jeg løser dig, at det maa gaa dig vel. Sandelig, jeg lader Fjenden bønfalde dig i Ulykkens og Trængselens Tid.

Jehovah said: Surely I will deliver and prosper thee, Surely, in the time of trouble and in the time of distress, Will I cause the adversary to be a suppliant to thee.

12 Sønderbryder man Jern, Jern fra Norden, og Kobber?

Who is able to break iron, Iron from the North, and brass?

13 Din Rigdom og dine Skatte giver jeg hen til Rov, ikke for Betaling, men til Straf for alle dine Synder i alle dine Landemærker;

Thy substance and thy treasures will I give for spoil, without price, On account of all thy sins in all thy borders.

14 jeg lader dig trælle for dine Fjender i et Land, du ikke kender, thi Ild luer op i min Vrede; den brænder mod eder.

I will cause them to pass with thy enemies into a land which thou knowest not; For a fire is kindled in my anger, which shall burn against you.

15 Du kender det, HERRE, kom mig i Hu, tag dig af mig; hævn mig paa dem, som forfølger mig, vær ikke langmodig, saa jeg rives bort! Vid, at for din Skyld bærer jeg Haan

Thou, O Jehovah, knowest all my concerns! O remember me, and have regard to me, And revenge me of my persecutors! Do not, through thy long-suffering, take me away! Consider that for thy sake I have suffered rebuke!

16 fra dem, der lader haant om dit Ord; ryd dem ud! Men mig blev dit Ord til Fryd og til Hjertens Glæde; thi dit Navn er nævnet over mig, HERRE, Hærskarers Gud.

As soon as I found thy words, I devoured them; For thy words were the joy and rejoicing of my heart; For I am called by thy name, O Jehovah, God of hosts!

17 Ikke sad jeg og jubled i glades Lag; grebet af din Haand sad jeg ene, thi du fyldte mig med Harme.

I have not sat in the assembly of them that made merry, nor rejoiced; On account of thy hand I have sat alone; For thou hast filled me with indignation.

18 Hvorfor er min Smerte evig, ulægeligt mit Saar? Det vil ikke læges. Du blev mig som en skuffende Bæk, som Vand, der sviger.

Why is my pain perpetual, And my wound mortal, refusing to be healed? Thou hast been to me like a deceitful stream; Like waters that fail.

19 Derfor saa siger HERREN: Omvender du dig, vil jeg omvende dig, saa du staar for mit Aasyn; giver du det ædle, ej det uædle, Vækst, skal du være som min Mund. De skal vende om til dig, du ikke til dem.

Then answered Jehovah thus: If thou wilt return, then will I restore thee, and thou shalt stand before me; And if thou wilt separate the precious from the vile, Thou shalt be as my mouth. They shall turn to thee, And thou shalt not turn to them.

20 Jeg gør dig for dette Folk til en Kobbermur, ingen kan storme; de skal kæmpe mod dig, men ikke faa Overhaand over dig, thi jeg er med dig for at frelse og redde dig, lyder det fra HERREN.

I will make thee against this people a strong wall of brass; When they war against thee, they shall not prevail against thee, For I will be with thee to save thee, And to deliver thee, saith Jehovah.

21 Jeg redder dig af ondes Vold og frier dig af Voldsmænds Haand.

I will rescue thee from the hand of the wicked, And I will redeem thee from the grasp of the violent.