Zefanias 3
1 Ve den genstridige, urene, grumme By!
Woe to her that is filthie and polluted, to the robbing citie.
2 Den hører ej HERRENS Røst, tager ikke mod Tugt. Paa HERREN stoler den ej, holder sig ej til Gud.
She heard not the voyce: she receiued not correction: she trusted not in the Lord: she drew not neere to her God.
3 Fyrsterne i dens Midte er brølende Løver, dens Dommere som Ulve ved Kvæld, der ej levner til Morgen;
Her princes within her are as roaring lyons: her iudges are as wolues in the euening, which leaue not the bones till the morow.
4 Skrydere er dens Profeter, troløse Mænd, dens Præster vanærer det hellige, øver Vold mod Loven.
Her prophets are light, and wicked persons: her priests haue polluted the Sanctuarie: they haue wrested the Lawe.
5 HERREN er retfærdig i dens Midte, gør ikke Uret; hver Morgen gør han Ret, ej svigte Lyset, til Uret kender han ikke.
The iust Lord is in the middes thereof: he will doe none iniquitie: euery morning doeth hee bring his iudgement to light, he faileth not: but the wicked will not learne to be ashamed.
6 I Stridslarm udrydded jeg Folk, deres Tinder er øde, deres Gader lagde jeg øde, saa ingen gaar der, deres Byer er hærget, mennesketomme, ingen bor der.
I haue cut off the nations: their towres are desolate: I haue made their streetes waste, that none shall passe by: their cities are destroyed without man and without inhabitant.
7 Jeg tænkte: »Den maa dog frygte mig, tage mod Tugt; intet af alt, hvad jeg bød, vil gaa den ad Glemme.« Men des tidligere var de i Gang med al deres Ondskab.
I said, Surely thou wilt feare me: thou wilt receiue instruction: so their dwelling shoulde not be destroyed howsoeuer I visited them, but they rose earely and corrupted all their workes.
8 Bi derfor paa mig, saa lyder det fra HERREN, paa Dagen, jeg fremstaar som Vidne! Thi min Ret er at sanke Folkene, samle Rigerne og udøse over dem min Vrede, al min Harmglød; thi af min Nidkærheds Ild skal al Jorden fortæres.
Therefore wait ye vpon me, saith the Lord, vntill the day that I rise vp to the praye: for I am determined to gather the nations, and that I will assemble the kingdomes to powre vpon them mine indignation, euen all my fierce wrath: for all the earth shall be deuoured with the fire of my ielousie.
9 Thi da vil jeg give Folkene rene Læber, saa de alle paakalder HERREN og tjener ham endrægtigt.
Surely then will I turne to the people a pure language, that they may all call vpon the Name of the Lord, to serue him with one cosent.
10 Fra Landet hinsides Floden bringer de mig Bukke, fra Patros kommer de med Afgrødeoffer til mig.
From beyonde the riuers of Ethiopia, the daughter of my dispersed, praying vnto me, shall bring me an offering.
11 Hin Dag skal du ikke beskæmmes i al din Tid, med hvilken du synded mod mig; thi da vil jeg fjerne fra dig de jublende stolte, du skal ikke hovmode dig mer paa mit hellige Bjerg.
In that day shalt thou not be ashamed for all thy workes, wherein thou hast transgressed against mee: for then I will take away out of the middes of thee them that reioyce of thy pride, and thou shalt no more be proude of mine holy Mountaine.
12 Jeg levner i din Midte et Folk, som er ydmygt og ringe, og Israels Rest skal lide paa HERRENS Navn.
Then will I leaue in the middes of thee an humble and poore people: and they shall trust in the Name of the Lord.
13 Uret øver de ikke og taler ej Løgn, der findes ej i deres Mund en svigefuld Tunge; thi de skal græsse og raste uden at skræmmes.
The remnant of Israel shall do none iniquitie, nor speake lies: neither shall a deceitful tongue be found in their mouth: for they shalbe fed, and lie downe, and none shall make them afraide.
14 Jubl, du Zions Datter, Israel, raab højt, glæd dig og fryd dig af hele dit Hjerte, Jerusalems Datter!
Reioyce, O daughter Zion: be ye ioyfull, O Israel: be glad and reioyce with all thine heart, O daughter Ierusalem.
15 HERREN har slettet din Dom, bortdrevet dine Fjender. I din Midte er Israels Konge, HERREN, ej mere skuer du ondt.
The Lord hath taken away thy iudgements: hee hath cast out thine enemie: the King of Israel, euen the Lord is in the middes of thee: thou shalt see no more euill.
16 Paa hin Dag skal der siges til Jerusalem: Frygt ikke, Zion, lad ikke Hænderne synke!
In that day it shalbe said to Ierusalem, Feare thou not, O Zion: let not thine handes be faint.
17 I dig er HERREN din Gud, en Helt, som frelser. Han glæder sig over dig med Fryd, han tier i sin Kærlighed, han fryder sig over dig med Jubel som paa Festens Dag;
The Lord thy God in the middes of thee is mightie: hee will saue, hee will reioyce ouer thee with ioye: he will quiet himselfe in his loue: he will reioyce ouer thee with ioy.
18 den Tid er omme, da du bærer paa Skam over ham.
After a certaine time will I gather the afflicted that were of thee, and them that bare the reproch for it.
19 Se, paa hin Tid gør jeg Ende paa alle, som kuede dig, og jeg frelser, hvad der halter, og sanker det spredte og giver dem Ære og Ry paa hele Jorden.
Beholde, at that time I will bruise all that afflict thee, and I will saue her that halteth, and gather her that was cast out, and I will get them praise and fame in all the landes of their shame.
20 Paa hin Tid bringer jeg eder hjem, og paa hin Tid samler jeg eder; thi jeg giver eder Ry og Ære blandt alle Jordens Folkeslag, naar jeg vender eders Skæbne for eders Øjne, siger HERREN.
At that time wil I bring you againe, and then wil I gather you: for I wil giue you a name and a praise among all people of the earth, when I turne backe your captiuitie before your eyes, saith the Lord.
