Zakarias 9

1 Et Udsagn: HERRENS Ord er over Hadraks Land, i Damaskus slaar det sig ned — thi Aram forbrød sig mod HERREN — det er over alle, som hader Israel,

The burden of a word of YHWH against the land of Hadrach, and Demmeseh—his place of rest: (When to YHWH [is] the eye of man, And of all the tribes of Israel).

2 ogsaa over Hamat, som grænser dertil, Tyrus og Zidon, thi det er saare viist.

And also Hamath borders thereon, Tyre and Sidon, for—very wise!

3 Tyrus bygged sig en Fæstning og ophobed Sølv som Støv og Guld som Gadeskarn.

And Tyre builds a bulwark for herself, And heaps silver as dust, And gold as mire of out-places.

4 Se, HERREN vil tage det i Eje og styrte dets Bolværk i Havet, det selv skal fortæres af Ild.

Behold, the Lord dispossesses her, And He has struck her force in the sea, And she is consumed with fire.

5 Askalon ser det og frygter, Gaza og Ekron skælver voldsomt, thi Haabet brast. Gaza mister sin Konge, i Askalon skal ingen bo,

Ashkelon sees and fears, Also Gaza, and she is exceedingly pained, Also Ekron—for her expectation dried up, And a king has perished from Gaza, And Ashkelon does not remain,

6 i Asdod skal Udskud bo. Jeg gør Ende paa Filisterens Hovmod,

“And a foreigner has dwelt in Ashdod, And I have cut off the excellence of the Philistines.

7 tager Blodet ud af hans Mund og Væmmelsen bort fra hans Tænder. Ogsaa han bliver reddet for vor Gud, han bliver som en Slægt i Juda, Ekron som en Jebusit.

And turned aside his blood from his mouth, His abominations from between his teeth, And he has remained, even he, to our God, And he has been as a leader in Judah, And Ekron as a Jebusite.

8 Som en Vagt lejrer jeg mig for mit Hus mod dem, som kommer og gaar; aldrig mer skal en Voldsmand gaa igennem deres Land, thi nu har jeg set det med mine egne Øjne.

And I have pitched a camp for My house, Because of the passer through, and of the returner, And an exactor does not pass through against them again, For now, I have seen with My eyes.

9 Fryd dig saare, Zions Datter, raab med Glæde, Jerusalems Datter! Se, din Konge kommer til dig. Retfærdig og sejrrig er han, ydmyg, ridende paa et Æsel, paa en Asenindes Føl.

Rejoice exceedingly, O daughter of Zion, Shout, O daughter of Jerusalem, Behold, your King comes to you, Righteous and having salvation, Afflicted—and riding on a donkey, And on a colt—a son of female donkeys.

10 Han udrydder Vognene af Efraim, Hestene af Jerusalem, Stridsbuerne ryddes til Side. Hans Ord stifter Fred mellem Folkene, han hersker fra Hav til Hav, fra Floden til Jordens Ende.

And I have cut off the chariot from Ephraim, And the horse from Jerusalem, Indeed, the bow of battle has been cut off, And He has spoken peace to nations, And His rule [is] from sea to sea, And from the river to the ends of the earth.

11 For Pagtblodets Skyld vil jeg ogsaa slippe dine Fanger ud, ja ud af den vandløse Brønd.

Also You—by the blood of Your covenant, I have sent Your prisoners out of the pit, There is no water in it.

12 Hjem til Borgen, I Fanger med Haab! Ogsaa i Dag forkyndes: Jeg giver dig tvefold Bod!

Return to a stronghold, You prisoners of the hope, Even today a second announcer I restore to you.

13 Thi jeg spænder mig Juda som Bue, lægger Efraim paa som Pil og vækker dine Sønner, Zion, imod dine Sønner, Javan. Jeg gør dig som Heltens Sværd.

For I have trodden for Myself with Judah, I have filled a bow [with] Ephraim, And I have stirred up your sons, O Zion, Against your sons, O Javan, And I have set you as the sword of a hero.”

14 Over dem viser sig HERREN, hans Pil farer ud som et Lyn. Den Herre HERREN støder i Horn, skrider frem i Søndenstorm;

And YHWH appears for them, And His arrow has gone forth as lightning, And Lord YHWH blows with a horn, And He has gone with whirlwinds of the south.

15 dem værner Hærskarers HERRE. De opæder, nedtramper Slyngekasterne, drikker deres Blod som Vin og fyldes som Offerskaalen, som Alterets Hjørner.

YHWH of Hosts covers them over, And they consumed, and subdued sling-stones, Indeed, they have drunk, They have made a noise as wine, And they have been full as a bowl, As corners of an altar.

16 HERREN deres Gud skal paa denne Dag frelse dem som sit Folks Hjord; thi de er Kronesten, der funkler over hans Land.

And their God YHWH has saved them in that day, As a flock of His people, For stones of a crown are displaying themselves over His ground.

17 Hvor det er dejligt, hvor skønt! Thi Korn giver blomstrende Ungersvende, Most giver blomstrende Møer.

For what His goodness! And what His beauty! Grain the young men, And new wine the virgins—make fruitful!