Jeremias 8
1 Til hin Tid, lyder det fra HERREN, skal man tage Judas Kongers Ben, dets Fyrsters Ben, Præsternes, Profeternes og Jerusalems Indbyggeres Ben ud af deres Grave
“At that time,” declares the LORD, “the bones of the kings of Judah, the bones of the officials, the bones of the priests, the bones of the prophets, and the bones of the people of Jerusalem will be removed from their graves.
2 og sprede dem for Sol og Maane og al Himmelens Hær, som de elskede og dyrkede, holdt sig til, raadspurgte og tilbad; de skal ikke samles og jordes, men blive til Gødning paa Marken.
They will be exposed to the sun and moon, and to all the host of heaven which they have loved, served, followed, consulted, and worshiped. Their bones will not be gathered up or buried, but will become like dung lying on the ground.
3 Og Døden skal foretrækkes for Livet af hele den Rest, der er tilbage af denne onde Slægt paa alle de Steder, jeg driver dem hen, lyder det fra Hærskarers HERRE.
And wherever I have banished them, the remnant of this evil family will choose death over life,” declares the LORD of Hosts.
4 Og du skal sige til dem: Saa siger HERREN: Mon man falder og ej staar op, gaar tilbage og ej vender om?
So you are to tell them this is what the LORD says: “Do men fall and not get up again? Does one turn away and not return?
5 Hvi falder da dette Folk i Jerusalem fra i evigt Frafald? De fastholder Svig, vil ikke vende om igen.
Why then have these people turned away? Why does Jerusalem always turn away? They cling to deceit; they refuse to return.
6 Jeg lytter, hører nøje efter: de taler ej Sandhed, ingen angrer sin Ondskab og siger: »Hvad gjorde jeg!« Hver styrter frem i sit Løb, som Hest stormer frem i Strid.
I have listened and heard; they do not speak what is right. No one repents of his wickedness, asking, ‘What have I done?’ Everyone has pursued his own course like a horse charging into battle.
7 Selv Storken oppe i Luften kender sin Tid, Turtelduen, Svalen og Tranen holder den Tid, de skal komme; men mit Folk, de kender ej HERRENS Ret.
Even the stork in the sky knows her appointed seasons. The turtledove, the swift, and the thrush keep their time of migration, but My people do not know the requirements of the LORD.
8 Hvor kan I sige: »Vi er vise, og hos os er HERRENS Lov!« Nej, de skriftkloges Løgnegriffel virked i Løgnens Tjeneste.
How can you say, ‘We are wise, and the Law of the LORD is with us,’ when in fact the lying pen of the scribes has produced a deception?
9 De vise skal blive til Skamme, ræddes og fanges. Se, HERRENS Ord har de vraget, hvad Visdom har de?
The wise will be put to shame; they will be dismayed and trapped. Since they have rejected the word of the LORD, what wisdom do they really have?
10 Derfor giver jeg andre deres Kvinder, nye Herrer deres Marker. Thi fra smaa til store søger hver eneste Vinding, de farer alle med Løgn fra Profet til Præst.
Therefore I will give their wives to other men and their fields to new owners. For from the least of them to the greatest, all are greedy for gain; from prophet to priest, all practice deceit.
11 De læger mit Folks Datters Brøst som den simpleste Sag, idet de siger: »Fred, Fred!« skønt der ikke er Fred.
They dress the wound of the daughter of My people with very little care, saying, ‘Peace, peace,’ when there is no peace at all.
12 De skal faa Skam, thi de har gjort vederstyggelige Ting, og dog blues de ikke, dog kender de ikke til Skam. Derfor skal de falde paa Valen; paa Hjemsøgelsens Dag skal de snuble, siger HERREN.
Are they ashamed of the abomination they have committed? No, they have no shame at all; they do not even know how to blush. So they will fall among the fallen; when I punish them, they will collapse, says the LORD.
13 Jeg vil bjærge deres Høst, saa lyder det fra HERREN, men Vinstokken er uden Druer, Figentræet uden Figner, og Løvet er vissent.
I will take away their harvest, declares the LORD. There will be no grapes on the vine, nor figs on the tree, and even the leaf will wither. Whatever I have given them will be lost to them.”
14 Hvorfor sidder vi stille? Flok jer dog sammen, lad os gaa til de faste Stæder og tilintetgøres der! Thi HERREN vor Gud tilintetgør os, Gift er vor Drik, thi vi synded mod HERREN.
Why are we just sitting here? Gather together, let us flee to the fortified cities and perish there, for the LORD our God has doomed us. He has given us poisoned water to drink, because we have sinned against the LORD.
15 Man haaber paa Fred, men det bliver ej godt, paa Lægedoms Tid, men se, der er Rædsel.
We hoped for peace, but no good has come, for a time of healing, but there was only terror.
16 Hans Hestes Fnysen høres fra Dan, ved Lyden af hans Hingstes Vrinsken skælver alt Landet. De kommer og opæder Landet og dets Fylde, Byen og dens Borgere.
The snorting of enemy horses is heard from Dan. At the sound of the neighing of mighty steeds, the whole land quakes. They come to devour the land and everything in it, the city and all who dwell in it.
17 Thi se, jeg sender imod jer Slanger, Basilisker, som ikke lader sig besværge, bide jer skal de, lyder det fra HERREN.
“For behold, I will send snakes among you, vipers that cannot be charmed, and they will bite you,”
18 Min Kvide er ikke til at læge, mit Hjerte er sygt.
My sorrow is beyond healing; my heart is faint within me.
19 Hør mit Folks Datters Skrig viden om fra Landet! Er HERREN da ikke i Zion, har det ingen Konge? Hvi krænked I mig med eders Billeder, fremmed Tomhed?
Listen to the cry of the daughter of my people from a land far away: “Is the LORD no longer in Zion? Is her King no longer there?” “Why have they provoked Me to anger with their carved images, with their worthless foreign idols?”
20 Kornhøst er omme, Frugthøst endt, og vi er ej frelst!
“The harvest has passed, the summer has ended, but we have not been saved.”
21 Ved mit Folks Datters Sammenbrud er jeg brudt sammen, jeg sørger, grebet af Rædsel.
For the brokenness of the daughter of my people I am crushed. I mourn; horror has gripped me.
22 Er der ikke Balsam i Gilead, ingen Læge der? Hvorfor heles da ikke mit Folks Datters Saar?
Is there no balm in Gilead? Is no physician there? Why then has the health of the daughter of my people not been restored?
