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!
Misery is mine! Indeed, I am like one who gathers the summer fruits, as gleanings of the vineyard. There is no cluster of grapes to eat. My soul desires to eat the early fig.
2 De fromme er svundet af Landet, ikke et Menneske er sanddru. De lurer alle paa Blod og jager hverandre med Net.
The godly man has perished out of the earth, and there is no one upright among men. They all lie in wait for blood; every man hunts his brother with a net.
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.
Their hands are on that which is evil to do it diligently. The ruler and judge ask for a bribe. The powerful man dictates the evil desire of his soul. Thus they conspire together.
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 like a brier. The most upright is worse than a thorn hedge. The day of your watchmen, even your visitation, has come; now is the time of their confusion.
5 Tro ikke eders Næste, stol ikke paa en Ven, vogt Mundens Døre for hende, du favner!
Don’t trust in a neighbor. Don’t put confidence in a friend. With the woman lying in your embrace, be careful of the words of your mouth!
6 Thi Søn agter Fader ringe, Datter staar Moder imod, Svigerdatter Svigermoder, en Mand har sine Husfolk til Fjender.
For the son dishonors the father, the daughter rises up against her mother, the daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law; a man’s enemies 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 as for me, I will look to the LORD. 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.
Don’t rejoice against me, my enemy. When I fall, I will arise. When I sit in darkness, the LORD will be 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.
I will bear the indignation of the LORD, because I have sinned against him, until he pleads my case and executes judgment for me. He will bring me out to the light. I will see 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.
Then my enemy will see it, and shame will cover her who said to me, “Where is the LORD your God?” My eyes will see her. Now she will be trodden down like the mire of the streets.
11 En Dag skal dine Mure bygges, en Dag skal Grænsen vides ud,
A day to build your walls! In that day, he will extend your 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.
In that day they will come to you from Assyria and the cities of Egypt, and from Egypt even to the River, and from sea to sea, and mountain to mountain.
13 Men Jorden og de, som bor derpaa, lægges øde til Løn for deres Værk.
Yet the land will be desolate because of those who dwell therein, for 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 your people with your staff, the flock of your heritage, who dwell by themselves in a forest. Let them feed in the middle of fertile pasture land, in Bashan and Gilead, as in the days of old.
15 Giv os Undere at skue, som da du drog ud af Ægypten;
“As in the days of your coming out of the land of Egypt, I will show them marvelous things.”
16 lad Folkene se det og blues ved al deres Vælde, lægge Haand paa Mund, lad Ørene døves paa dem!
The nations will see and be ashamed of all their might. They will lay their hand on their mouth. Their ears will be deaf.
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 will lick the dust like a serpent. Like crawling things of the earth, they will come trembling out of their dens. They will come with fear to the LORD our God, and will be afraid because of you.
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 you, who pardons iniquity, and passes over the disobedience of the remnant of his heritage? He doesn’t retain his anger forever, because he delights in loving kindness.
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 on us. He will tread our iniquities under foot. You will cast all their sins into the depths of the sea.
20 Du vil vise Jakob Trofasthed, Abraham Naade, som du svor vore Fædre til i fordums Dage.
You will give truth to Jacob, and mercy to Abraham, as you have sworn to our fathers from the days of old.
