Jeremias 10

1 Hør det Ord HERREN taler til eder, Israels hus!

Hear the word, O house of Israel, That YHWH has spoken for you.

2 Så siger HERREN: Væn eder ikke til Hedningernes Færd og frygt ikke Himmelens Tegn, fordi Hedningerne frygter dem.

Thus said YHWH: “Do not accustom yourselves to the way of the nations, And do not be frightened by the signs of the heavens, For the nations are frightened by them.

3 Thi Folkenes Rædsel er Tomhed; thi det er Træ, fældet i Skoven, et Værk, som Håndværkerhænder tilhugger med Økse:

For the statutes of the peoples are vanity, For one has cut a tree from a forest, Work of the hands of a craftsman, with an axe,

4 han smykker det med Sølv og Guld og fæster det med Søm og Hammer, så det ikke vakler.

They beautify it with silver and with gold, They fix it with nails and with hammers, And it does not stumble.

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] stiff as a palm, and they do not speak, They are surely carried, for they do not step, Do not be afraid of them, for they do no evil, Indeed, to do good is also not in them.”

6 Din Lige findes ikke, HERRE; stor er du og stort dit Navn i Vælde.

Because there is none like You, O YHWH, 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 does not fear You, King of the nations? For it is befitting to You, For among all the wise of the nations, And in all their kingdom, there is none like You.

8 Alle sammen er de dumme og Tåber; Afgudernes Lærdom, den er Træ.

And as one they are brutish and foolish, An instruction of vanities [is] the tree itself.

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.

Spread-out silver is brought from Tarshish, And gold from Uphaz, Work of an artisan, and of the hands of a refiner, Their clothing [is] blue and purple, Work of the skillful—all of them.

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.

And YHWH [is] a God of truth, He [is] a living God, and a perpetual King, The earth shakes from His wrath, And nations do not endure 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 you say to them, “The gods who have not made the heavens and earth, They 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.

The Maker of the earth by His power, The Establisher of the world by His wisdom, Who, by His understanding, stretched forth the heavens—

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 gives forth His voice, A multitude of waters [is] in the heavens, And He causes vapors to come up from the end of the earth, He has made lightnings for rain, And brings out wind from 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 by knowledge, Every refiner is put to shame by a carved image, For his molten image [is] false. 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, work of erring ones, They perish in the time of their inspection.

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 these, For He [is] the Framer of all things, And Israel [is] the rod of His inheritance, YHWH of Hosts [is] His Name.

17 Tag din Bylt op fra Jorden, du, som sidder belejret!

Gather your merchandise from the land, O dweller in the bulwark,

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 said YHWH: “Behold, I am slinging out the inhabitants of the land at this time, And have been an adversary to them, So that they are found out.”

19 "Ve mig for min Brøst, mit Sår er svart! Men jeg siger: "Det er min Smerte, den vil jeg bære."

Woe to me for my breaking, My striking has been grievous, And I said, “Surely this [is] my sickness, and I 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 tent has been spoiled, And all my cords have been broken, My sons have gone out from me, and they are not, There is none stretching out my tent anymore, And raising 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 shepherds have become brutish, And they have not sought YHWH, Therefore they have not acted wisely, And all their flock is scattered.

22 Der lyder en Tidende, se, den kommer med vældigt Drøn fra Nordens Land og gør Judas Byer til Ørk, til Sjakalers Bo.

A voice of a report, behold, it has come, Even a great shaking from the north country, To make the cities of Judah a desolation, A habitation 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.

I have known, O YHWH, that not of man [is] his way, Not of man [is] the going and establishing of his step.

24 Tugt os, HERRE, men med Måde, ikke i Vrede, for ikke at gøre os færre!

Discipline me, O YHWH, only in judgment, Not in Your anger, lest You make me small.

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 on the nations that have not known You, And on the families that have not called on Your Name, For they have eaten up Jacob, Indeed, they have eaten him up, indeed, they consume him, And they have made his habitation desolate!