< Mikas 7 >

1 Ve mig! Det gaar mig som ved Frugthøst, ved Vinhøstens Efterslæt: Ikke en Drue at spise, ej en Figen, min Sjæl har Lyst til!
Alas for me! for I am become as gatherings of summer fruit, as gleaning-grapes in harvest, there is no cluster to eat, the first ripe fruit, my soul, craved.
2 De fromme er svundet af Landet, ikke et Menneske er sanddru. De lurer alle paa Blod og jager hverandre med Net.
Perished is the man of lovingkindness out of the earth, and, upright among men, is there none, —they all, for bloodshed, lie in wait. Every man—for his brother, do they hunt as for one devoted to destruction.
3 Deres Hænder er flinke til ondt, Fyrsten kræver, Dommeren er villig for Betaling; Stormanden nævner, hvad han begærer; og derefter snor de det sammen.
Of wickedness with both hands to make sure, the ruler, doth make demand—and the judge—for a recompense, —and, as for the great man, he, is putting into words the desire of his soul, So have they woven the net!
4 Den bedste er som en Tornebusk, den ærlige værre end en Tjørnehæk. Dine Vægteres Dag, din Hjemsøgelse kommer, af Rædsel rammes de nu.
The best of them, is as a sharp briar, and, the most upright, worse than a thorn hedge, The day of thy watchmen—of thy visitation, hath come, Now, shall be their confusion!
5 Tro ikke eders Næste, stol ikke paa en Ven, vogt Mundens Døre for hende, du favner!
Do not trust in a friend, do not put confidence in an associate, —from her that lieth in thy bosom, keep thou the doors of thy mouth;
6 Thi Søn agter Fader ringe, Datter staar Moder imod, Svigerdatter Svigermoder, en Mand har sine Husfolk til Fjender.
For, the son, treateth as foolish, the father, and, the daughter, riseth up against, her mother, the daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law, —The foes of a man, are the men of his own house.
7 Men jeg vil spejde efter HERREN, jeg bier paa min Frelses Gud; min Gud vil høre mig.
But, I, for Yahweh, will watch, I will wait for the God of my salvation, —My God, will hear me.
8 Glæd dig ej over mig, min Fjende! Thi jeg faldt, men staar op; om end jeg sidder i Mørke, er HERREN mit Lys.
Do not rejoice, O mine enemy, against me, Though I fall, I shall rise again! Though I sit in darkness, Yahweh, is a light to me.
9 Jeg vil bære HERRENS Vrede — jeg synded jo mod ham — indtil han strider for mig og skaffer mig Ret; han fører mig ud i Lys, jeg skal skue hans Retfærd.
The indignation of Yahweh, will I bear, for I have sinned against him, —until he take up my controversy, then will he do me justice, he will bring me forth to the light, I shall behold his righteousness.
10 Min Fjende skal se derpaa og fyldes med Skam, han, som spørger mig: »Hvor er HERREN din Gud?« Mine Øjne skal med Skadefryd se ham, naar han trampes ned som Skarn paa Gaden.
So shall she who had been mine enemy fear, and shame, shall cover her, who used to say unto me—Where is Yahweh thy God? Mine own eyes, shall look upon her, Now, shall she become one to he trodden down, like the mire of the lanes.
11 En Dag skal dine Mure bygges, en Dag skal Grænsen vides ud,
On the day for building thy walls, —on that day, far away shall be thy boundary:
12 en Dag skal man komme til dig lige fra Assur til Ægypten, lige fra Ægypten til Floden, fra Hav til Hav, fra Bjerg til Bjerg.
The very day, that, against thee, shall one come from Assyria, and [from] the cities of Egypt; yea from Egypt, even unto the River, and from sea to sea, and from mountain to mountain:
13 Men Jorden og de, som bor derpaa, lægges øde til Løn for deres Værk.
Though the land become a desolation, because of them that dwell therein, —by reason of the fruit of their doings.
14 Vogt med din Stav dit Folk, din Ejendoms Hjord, som bor for sig selv i Skoven, i Frugthavens Midte; lad dem græsse i Basan og Gilead som i gamle Dage!
Shepherd thou thy people with thy rod, the flock of thine inheritance, Dwell thou alone, a jungle in the midst of a fruitful field, —Let them feed in Bashan and in Gilead, as in the days of age-past times.
15 Giv os Undere at skue, som da du drog ud af Ægypten;
As in the days of thy coming forth out of the land of Egypt, will I shew him wonders.
16 lad Folkene se det og blues ved al deres Vælde, lægge Haand paa Mund, lad Ørene døves paa dem!
Nations, shall see, that they may turn pale at all their valour, —they shall lay hand on mouth, their ears, shall be silent:
17 Lad dem slikke Støv som Slangen, som Jordens Kryb, rædde komme frem af deres Borge til HERREN vor Gud og ængstes og frygte for dig!
They shall lick the dust like the serpent, Like the crawlers of the earth, shall they come quaking out of their fastnesses, —Towards Yahweh our God, shall they pay adoration, and shall fear because of thee.
18 Hvo er en Gud som du, der tilgiver Brøde, bærer over med Synd hos din Ejendoms Rest, ej evigt gemmer paa Vrede, men gerne er naadig?
Who is a GOD like unto thee, taking away the iniquity—and passing over the transgression—of the remnant of his inheritance? He hath not held fast, perpetually, his anger, for, one who delighteth in lovingkindness, is he!
19 Han vil atter forbarme sig over os, træde vor Brøde under Fod, du vil kaste alle vore Synder i Havets Dyb!
He will again have compassion upon us, he will subdue our iniquities, —Thou wilt cast—into the depths of the sea—all their sins.
20 Du vil vise Jakob Trofasthed, Abraham Naade, som du svor vore Fædre til i fordums Dage.
Thou wilt grant—the faithfulness to Jacob, the lovingkindness to Abraham, —which thou didst swear to our fathers, from the days of ancient time.

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