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1 Hør, hvad HERREN taler: Kom, fremfør din Trætte for Bjergene, lad Højene høre din Røst!
Hear, I pray you, that which Jehovah is saying: 'Rise — strive thou with the mountains, And cause thou the hills to hear thy voice.'
2 I Bjerge, hør HERRENS Trætte, lyt til, I Jordens Grundvolde! Thi HERREN har Trætte med sit Folk, med Israel gaar han i Rette:
Hear, O mountains, the strife of Jehovah, Ye strong ones — foundations of earth! For a strife [is] to Jehovah, with His people, And with Israel He doth reason.
3 Hvad har jeg gjort dig, mit Folk, med hvad har jeg plaget dig? Svar!
O My people, what have I done to thee? And what — have I wearied thee? Testify against Me.
4 Jeg førte dig jo op fra Ægypten og udløste dig af Trællehuset, og jeg sendte for dit Ansigt Moses, Aron og Mirjam.
For I brought thee up from the land of Egypt, And from the house of servants I have ransomed thee, And I send before thee Moses, Aaron, and Miriam.
5 Mit Folk, kom i Hu, hvad Kong Balak af Moab havde i Sinde, og hvad Bileam, Beors Søn, svarede ham, fra Sjittim til Gilgal, for at du kan kende HERRENS Retfærdsgerninger.
O My people, remember, I pray you, What counsel did Balak king of Moab, What answer him did Balaam son of Beor, (From Shittim unto Gilgal, ) In order to know the righteous acts of Jehovah.'
6 »Med hvad skal jeg møde HERREN, bøje mig for Højhedens Gud? Skal jeg møde ham med Brændofre, møde med aargamle Kalve?
With what do I come before Jehovah? Do I bow to God Most High? Do I come before Him with burnt-offerings? With calves — sons of a year?
7 Har HERREN Behag i Tusinder af Vædre, Titusinder af Oliestrømme? Skal jeg give min førstefødte for min Synd, mit Livs Frugt som Bod for min Sjæl?«
Is Jehovah pleased with thousands of rams? With myriads of streams of oil? Do I give my first-born [for] my transgression? The fruit of my body [for] the sin of my soul?
8 Det er sagt dig, o Menneske, hvad der er godt, og hvad HERREN kræver af dig: hvad andet end at øve Ret, gerne vise Kærlighed og vandre ydmygt med din Gud.
He hath declared to thee, O man, what [is] good; Yea, what is Jehovah requiring of thee, Except — to do judgment, and love kindness, And lowly to walk with thy God?
9 Hør, HERREN raaber til Byen (at frygte dit Navn er Visdom): Hør, Stamme og Byens Menighed!
A voice of Jehovah to the city calleth, And wisdom doth fear Thy name, Hear ye the rod, and Him who appointed it.
10 Skal jeg taale Skattene i den gudløses Hus og den magre, forbandede Efa,
Are there yet [in] the house of the wicked Treasures of wickedness, And the abhorred scanty ephah?
11 tilgive Gudløsheds Vægt og Pungen med falske Lodder?
Do I reckon [it] pure with balances of wickedness? And with a bag of deceitful stones?
12 Dens Rigmænd er fulde af Vold, dens Borgeres Tale er Løgn, og Tungen er falsk i deres Mund.
Whose rich ones have been full of violence, And its inhabitants have spoken falsehood, And their tongue [is] deceitful in their mouth.
13 Derfor tog jeg til at slaa dig, ødelægge dig for dine Synder.
And I also, I have begun to smite thee, To make desolate, because of thy sins.
14 Du skal spise, men ikke mættes, lige tomt skal dit Indre være; hvad du hengemmer, skal du ej bjærge, og hvad du bjærger, giver jeg Sværdet;
Thou — thou eatest, and thou art not satisfied, And thy pit [is] in thy midst, And thou removest, and dost not deliver, And that which thou deliverest, to a sword I give.
15 du skal saa, men ikke høste, perse Oliven, men ikke salve dig, perse Most, men ej drikke Vin.
Thou — thou sowest, and thou dost not reap, Thou — thou treadest the olive, And thou pourest not out oil, And new wine — and thou drinkest not wine.
16 Du fulgte Omris Skikke, al Akabs Huses Færd; I vandrede efter deres Raad, saa jeg maa gøre dig til Ørk og Byens Borgere til Spot; Folkenes Haan skal I bære.
And kept habitually are the statutes of Omri, And all the work of the house of Ahab, And ye do walk in their counsels, For My giving thee for a desolation, And its inhabitants for a hissing, And the reproach of My people ye do bear!
