Jeremias 22
1 Saa siger HERREN: Gaa ned til Judas Konges Palads og tal dette Ord
Thus said Jehovah, 'Go down [to] the house of the king of Judah, and thou hast spoken there this word, and hast said,
2 og sig: Hør HERRENS Ord, Judas Konge, som sidder paa Davids Trone, du, dine Tjenere og dit Folk, som gaar ind ad disse Porte!
Hear a word of Jehovah, O king of Judah, who art sitting on the throne of David, thou, and thy servants, and thy people, who are coming in at these gates,
3 Saa siger HERREN: Øv Ret og Retfærd, fri den, som er plyndret, af Voldsmandens Haand, undertryk ikke den fremmede, den faderløse og Enken, øv ikke Vold og udgyd ikke uskyldigt Blod paa dette Sted.
Thus said Jehovah: Do ye judgment and righteousness, And deliver the plundered from the hand of the oppressor, And sojourner, orphan, and widow, ye do not oppress nor wrong, And innocent blood ye do not shed in this place.
4 Thi dersom I efterkommer dette Krav, skal Konger, der sidder paa Davids Trone, drage ind ad Portene til dette Hus med Vogne og Heste, de, deres Tjenere og Folk.
For, if ye certainly do this thing, Then come in by the gates of this house Have kings sitting for David on his throne, Riding on chariot, and on horses, He, and his servants, and his people.
5 Men hører I ikke disse Ord, saa sværger jeg ved mig selv, lyder det fra HERREN, at dette Hus skal lægges øde.
And if ye do not hear these words, By myself I have sworn — an affirmation of Jehovah, That this house is for a desolation.
6 Thi saa siger HERREN om Judas Konges Palads: Et Gilead var du for mig, en Libanons Tinde; visselig, jeg gør dig til Ørk, til folketomme Byer;
For thus said Jehovah, Concerning the house of the king of Judah: Gilead [art] thou to Me — head of Lebanon, If not — I make thee a wilderness, Cities not inhabited.
7 Hærværksmænd helliger jeg mod dig, hver med sit Værktøj, de skal fælde dine udvalgte Cedre og kaste dem i Ilden.
And I have separated for thee destroyers, Each with his weapons, And they have cut down the choice of thy cedars, And have cast them on the fire.
8 Mange Folkeslag skal drage forbi denne By og spørge hverandre: »Hvorfor handlede HERREN saaledes med denne store By?«
And many nations have passed by this city, And they have said, each to his neighbour, For what hath Jehovah done thus to this great city?
9 Og man skal svare: »Fordi de forlod HERREN deres Guds Pagt og tilbad og dyrkede andre Guder.«
And they have said, 'Because that they have forsaken The covenant of Jehovah their God, And bow themselves to other gods, and serve them.'
10 Græd ej over den døde, beklag ham ikke! Græd over ham, der drog bort, thi han vender ej hjem, sit Fødeland genser han ikke.
Ye do not weep for the dead, nor bemoan for him, Weep ye sore for the traveller, For he doth not return again, Nor hath he seen the land of his birth.
11 Thi saa siger HERREN om Josias's Søn, Kong Sjallum af Juda, der blev Konge i sin Fader Josias's Sted: Han, som gik bort fra dette Sted, skal ikke vende hjem igen:
For thus said Jehovah concerning Shallum son of Josiah king of Judah, who is reigning instead of Josiah his father, who hath gone forth from this place: He doth not turn back hither again;
12 men paa det Sted, til hvilket de førte ham i Landflygtighed, skal han dø, og han skal ikke gense dette Land.
For in the place whither they have removed him he dieth, And this land he doth not see again.
13 Ve ham, der bygger Hus uden Retfærd, Sale uden Ret, lader Landsmand trælle for intet, ej giver ham Løn,
Woe to him who is building his house by unrighteousness, And his upper chambers by injustice, On his neighbour he layeth service for nought, And his wage he doth not give to him.
14 som siger: »Jeg bygger mig et rummeligt Hus med luftige Sale, « som hugger sig Vinduer ud, klæder Væg med Cedertræ og maler det rødt.
Who is saying, 'I build for myself a large house, And airy upper chambers,' And he hath cut out for himself its windows, Ceiled with cedar, and painted with vermilion.
15 Er du Konge, fordi du brammer med Cedertræ? Din Fader, mon ikke han spiste og drak og øvede Ret og Retfærd? Da gik det ham vel;
Dost thou reign, because thou art fretting thyself in cedar? Thy father — did he not eat and drink? Yea, he did judgment and righteousness, Then [it is] well with him.
16 han hjalp arm og fattig til sin Ret; da gik det ham vel. Er dette ikke at kende mig? lyder det fra HERREN.
He decided the cause of the poor and needy, Then [it is] well — is it not to know Me? An affirmation of Jehovah.
17 Men dit Øje og Hjerte higer kun efter Vinding, efter at udgyde skyldfries Blod, øve Undertrykkelse og Vold.
But thine eyes and thy heart are not, Except on thy dishonest gain, And on shedding of innocent blood, And on oppression, and on doing of violence.
18 Derfor, saa siger HERREN om Josias's Søn, Kong Jojakim af Juda: Over ham skal ej klages: »Ve min Broder, ve min Søster!« eller grædes: »Ve min Herre, ve hans Herlighed!«
Therefore, thus said Jehovah concerning Jehoiakim son of Josiah king of Judah: They do not lament for him, Ah, my brother, and Ah, sister, They do not lament for him, Ah, lord, and Ah, his honour.
19 Et Æsels Jordefærd faar han, slæbes ud, slænges hen uden for Jerusalems Porte.
The burial of an ass — he is buried, Dragged and cast out thence to the gates of Jerusalem.
20 Stig op paa Libanon og skrig, løft Røsten i Basan, skrig fra Abarim, thi knuste er alle dine kære.
Go up to Lebanon, and cry, And in Bashan give forth thy voice, And cry from Abarim, For destroyed have been all loving thee.
21 Jeg taled dig til i din Tryghed, du nægted at høre; at overhøre min Røst var din Skik fra din Ungdom.
I have spoken unto thee in thine ease, Thou hast said, 'I do not hearken,' This [is] thy way from thy youth, For thou hast not hearkened to My voice.
22 For alle dine Hyrder skal Storm være Hyrde, i Fangenskab gaar dine kære; da faar du Skam og Skændsel for al din Ondskab.
All thy friends consume doth wind, And thy lovers into captivity do go, Surely then thou art ashamed, And hast blushed for all thy wickedness.
23 Du, som bor paa Libanon og bygger i Cedrene, hvor stønner du, naar Smerter kommer over dig, Veer som en fødendes!
O dweller in Lebanon, making a nest among cedars, How gracious hast thou been when pangs come to thee, Pain — as of a travailing woman.
24 Saa sandt jeg lever, lyder det fra HERREN: Om ogsaa Konja, Kong Jojakim af Judas Søn, var en Seglring paa min højre Haand, jeg rev ham bort.
I live — an affirmation of Jehovah, Though Coniah son of Jehoiakim king of Judah Were a seal on My right hand, Surely thence I draw thee away,
25 Jeg giver dig i deres Haand, som staar dig efter Livet, i deres Haand, for hvem du ræddes, og i Kong Nebukadrezar af Babels og Kaldæernes Haand.
And I have given thee into the hand of those seeking thy life, And into hands of which thou art afraid, Into the hand of Nebuchadrezzar king of Babylon, And into the hand of the Chaldeans.
26 Jeg slynger dig og din Moder, som fødte dig, bort til et andet Land, hvor I ikke fødtes, og der skal I dø;
And I have cast thee, And thy mother who bore thee, unto another country, Where ye were not born, and there do ye die.
27 men til det Land, deres Sjæle længes tilbage til, skal de ikke vende hjem.
And to the land whither they are lifting up their soul to return, Thither they do not return.
28 Er denne Konja da et usselt, sønderslaaet Kar, et Redskab, ingen bryder sig om? Hvorfor skal han og hans Afkom slynges og kastes til et Land, de ikke kender?
A grief — a despised broken thing — is this man Coniah? A vessel in which there is no pleasure? Wherefore have they been cast up and down, He and his seed, Yea, they were cast on to a land that they knew not?
29 Land, Land, Land, hør HERRENS Ord:
Earth, earth, earth, hear a word of Jehovah,
30 Saa siger HERREN: Optegn denne Mand som barnløs, som en Mand, der ingen Lykke har i sit Liv; thi det skal ikke lykkes nogen af hans Afkom at sætte sig paa Davids Trone og atter herske over Juda.
Thus said Jehovah: Write ye this man childless, A man — he doth not prosper in his days, For none of his seed doth prosper, Sitting on the throne of David, And ruling again in Judah!
