Zefanias 2

1 Saml jer, saml jer, I Folk, som ej kender Skam,

Gather yourselves together, yes, gather together, you nation that has no shame,

2 før I endnu er blevet som flyvende Avner, før HERRENS glødende Harme kommer over eder, før HERRENS Vredes Dag kommer over eder.

before the appointed time when the day passes as the chaff, before the fierce anger of the LORD comes on you, before the day of the LORD's anger comes on you.

3 Søg HERREN, alle I ydmyge i Landet, som holder hans Bud, søg Retfærd, søg Ydmyghed! Maaske kan I skjule jer paa HERRENS Vredes Dag.

Seek the LORD, all you humble of the land, who have kept his ordinances. Seek righteousness. Seek humility. It may be that you will be hidden in the day of the LORD's anger.

4 Thi Gaza skal ligge forladt og Askalon øde, Asdod drives bort ved Middag, Ekron udryddes.

For Gaza will be forsaken, and Ashkelon a desolation. They will drive out Ashdod at noonday, and Ekron will be rooted up.

5 Ve dem, som bor ved Stranden, Kreternes Folk; HERRENS Ord over dig, Kana'an, Filisternes Land! Jeg gør dig til intet, saa ingen bor der.

Woe to the inhabitants of the sea coast, the nation of the Cherethites. The word of the LORD is against you, Canaan, the land of the Philistines. I will destroy you, that there will be no inhabitant.

6 Du skal blive til Græsmark for Hyrder, til Folde for Smaakvæg.

The sea coast will be pastures, with cottages for shepherds and folds for flocks.

7 Og Stranden skal tilfalde Resten af Judas Hus; de skal græsse derpaa. Lejr skal de slaa ved Kvæld i Askalons Huse. Thi HERREN deres Gud ser til dem og vender deres Skæbne.

The coast will be for the remnant of the house of Judah. They will find pasture. In the houses of Ashkelon, they will lie down in the evening, for the LORD, their God, will visit them, and restore them.

8 Jeg hørte Moabs Spot, Ammoniternes haanende Ord, med hvilke de spotted mit Folk, hovmoded sig over deres Land.

I have heard the reproach of Moab, and the insults of the people of Ammon, with which they have reproached my people, and magnified themselves against their border.

9 Derfor, saa sandt jeg lever, lyder det fra Hærskarers HERRE, Israels Gud: Moab skal blive som Sodoma, Ammoniterne som Gomorra, Jord for Nælder, et Salthul, Ørken til evig Tid. Resten af mit Folk skal plyndre dem; hvad der levnes af mit Folk skal eje dem.

Therefore as I live, says the LORD of hosts, the God of Israel, surely Moab will be as Sodom, and the people of Ammon as Gomorrah, a possession of nettles, and salt pits, and a perpetual desolation. The remnant of my people will plunder them, and the survivors of my nation will inherit them.

10 Dette skal times dem for deres Hovmod, fordi de haanede Hærskarers HERRES Folk og gjorde sig store over for det.

This they will have for their pride, because they have reproached and magnified themselves against the people of the LORD of hosts.

11 Frygtelig er HERREN for dem; thi han udrydder alle Jordens Guder, og alle Hedningernes fjerne Strande skal tilbede ham, hver paa sit Sted.

The LORD will be awesome to them, for he will famish all the gods of the land. Men will worship him, everyone from his place, even all the shores of the nations.

12 Ogsaa I Ætiopere skal falde for HERRENS Sværd,

You Cushites also, you will be killed by my sword.

13 og han udrækker Haanden mod Nord og tilintetgør Assur, Nineve gør han til Ødemark, tørt som en Ørk;

He will stretch out his hand against the north, destroy Assyria, and will make Nineveh a desolation, as dry as the wilderness.

14 Hjorde skal lejre sig deri, hvert Slettens Dyr; paa dets Søjlehoveder sover Pelikan og Rørdrum, i Vinduet skriger Uglen, Ravnen paa Tærsklen.

Herds will lie down in the midst of her, all the animals of the nations. Both the pelican and the porcupine will lodge in its capitals. Their calls will echo through the windows. Desolation will be in the thresholds, for he has laid bare the cedar beams.

15 Det er den jublende By, som laa saa trygt, som sagde i sit Hjerte: »Jeg og ellers ingen.« Hvor er den dog blevet øde, et Raststed for Dyr! Enhver, som kommer forbi den, haaner med Fløjt og Haand.

This is the joyous city that lived carelessly, that said in her heart, "I am, and there is none besides me." How she has become a desolation, a place for animals to lie down in. Everyone who passes by her will hiss, and shake their fists.