Jeremias 10
1 Hør det Ord HERREN taler til eder, Israels hus!
Hear all of you the word which the LORD speaks unto you, O house of Israel:
2 Så siger HERREN: Væn eder ikke til Hedningernes Færd og frygt ikke Himmelens Tegn, fordi Hedningerne frygter dem.
Thus says the LORD, Learn not the way of the heathen, and be not dismayed at the signs of heaven; for the heathen are dismayed at them.
3 Thi Folkenes Rædsel er Tomhed; thi det er Træ, fældet i Skoven, et Værk, som Håndværkerhænder tilhugger med Økse:
For the customs of the people are vain: for one cuts a tree out of the forest, the work of the hands of the workman, with the axe.
4 han smykker det med Sølv og Guld og fæster det med Søm og Hammer, så det ikke vakler.
They deck it with silver and with gold; they fasten it with nails and with hammers, that it move not.
5 De er som et Fugleskræmsel i Agurkhaven og kan ikke tale; de må bæres, da de ikke kan gå. Frygt dem ikke, thi de gør intet ondt, så lidt som de evner at gøre noget godt.
They are upright as the palm tree, but speak not: they must essentially be borne, because they cannot go. Be not afraid of them; for they cannot do evil, neither also is it in them to do good.
6 Din Lige findes ikke, HERRE; stor er du og stort dit Navn i Vælde.
Forasmuch as there is none like unto you, O LORD; you are great, and your name is great in might.
7 Hvo skulde ikke frygte dig, du Folkenes Konge! Thi sådant tilkommer dig; thi blandt alle Folks Vismænd og i alle deres Riger findes ikke din Lige.
Who would not fear you, O King of nations? in order to you does it appertain: forasmuch as among all the wise men of the nations, and in all their kingdoms, there is none like unto you.
8 Alle sammen er de dumme og Tåber; Afgudernes Lærdom, den er Træ.
But they are altogether brutish and foolish: the stock is a doctrine of vanities.
9 Hamret Sølv, indført fra Tarsis, og Guld fra Ofir, et Værk af en Håndværker og Guldsmedens Hænder! De er klædt i violet og rødt Purpur; et Værk af kunstsnilde Folk er de alle.
Silver spread into plates is brought from Tarshish, and gold from Uphaz, the work of the workman, and of the hands of the founder: blue and purple is their clothing: they are all the work of cunning men.
10 Men HERREN er Gud i Sandhed, han er en levende Gud og en evig Konge; for hans Vrede skælver Jorden, og Folkene udholder ikke hans Harme.
But the LORD is the true God, he is the living God, and an everlasting king: at his wrath the earth shall tremble, and the nations shall not be able to abide his indignation.
11 Således skal I sige til dem: Guder, der ikke har skabt Himmel og Jord, skal forsvinde fra Jorden og under Himmelen.
Thus shall all of you say unto them, The gods that have not made the heavens and the earth, even they shall perish from the earth, and from under these heavens.
12 Han skabte Jorden i sin Vælde, grundfæstede Jorderig i sin Visdom, og i sin Indsigt udspændte han Himmelen.
He has made the earth by his power, he has established the world by his wisdom, and has stretched out the heavens by his discretion.
13 Når han løfter sin Røst, bruser Vandene i Himmelen, og han lader Skyer stige op fra Jordens Ende, får Lynene til at give Regn og sender Stormen ud af sine Forrådskamre.
When he utters his voice, there is a multitude of waters in the heavens, and he causes the vapours to ascend from the ends of the earth; he makes lightnings with rain, and brings forth the wind out of his treasures.
14 Dumt er hvert Menneske, uden Indsigt; hver Guldsmed får Skam af sit Billede; thi hvad han støber, er Løgn, og der er ikke Ånd i den;
Every man is brutish in his knowledge: every founder is confounded by the graven image: for his molten image is falsehood, and there is no breath in them.
15 Tomhed er de, et dårende Værk; når deres Hjemsøgelses Tid kommer, er det ude med dem.
They are vanity, and the work of errors: in the time of their visitation they shall perish.
16 Jakobs Arvelod er ikke som de; thi han har skabt alt, og Israel er hans Arvelods Stamme; Hærskarers HERRE er hans Navn.
The portion of Jacob is not like them: for he is the former of all things; and Israel is the rod of his inheritance: The LORD of hosts is his name.
17 Tag din Bylt op fra Jorden, du, som sidder belejret!
Gather up your wares out of the land, O inhabitant of the fortress.
18 Thi så siger HERREN: Se, denne Gang slynger jeg Landets indbyggere bort og bringer dem i Trængsel, for at de kan bøde.
For thus says the LORD, Behold, I will sling out the inhabitants of the land at this once, and will distress them, that they may find it so.
19 "Ve mig for min Brøst, mit Sår er svart! Men jeg siger: "Det er min Smerte, den vil jeg bære."
Woe is me for my hurt! my wound is grievous; but I said, Truly this is a grief, and I must bear it.
20 Mit Telt er hærget og alle mine Teltreb sprængt, mine Børn går fra mig, de er borte; mit Telt spænder ingen ud mer eller opsætter Tæpperne.
My tabernacle is spoiled, and all my cords are broken: my children are gone out of me, and they are not: there is none to stretch forth my tent any more, and to set up my curtains.
21 Thi dumme er Hyrderne, HERREN søger de ikke, du er derfor til intet, og hele deres Hjord er spredt.
For the pastors are become brutish, and have not sought the LORD: therefore they shall not prosper, and all their flocks shall be scattered.
22 Der lyder en Tidende, se, den kommer med vældigt Drøn fra Nordens Land og gør Judas Byer til Ørk, til Sjakalers Bo.
Behold, the noise of the bruit has come, and a great commotion out of the north country, to make the cities of Judah desolate, and a den of dragons.
23 Jeg ved, HERRE, at et Menneskes Vej ikke står til ham selv, og at det ikke står til en Mand at vandre og styre sine Fjed.
O LORD, I know that the way of man is not in himself: it is not in man that walks to direct his steps.
24 Tugt os, HERRE, men med Måde, ikke i Vrede, for ikke at gøre os færre!
O LORD, correct me, but with judgment; not in your anger, lest you bring me to nothing.
25 Udøs din Vrede på Folk, som ikke kender dig, på Slægter, som ikke påkalder dit Navn; thi de har opædt Jakob, tilintetgjort det og lagt dets Bolig øde.
Pour out your fury upon the heathen that know you not, and upon the families that call not on your name: for they have eaten up Jacob, and devoured him, and consumed him, and have made his habitation desolate.
