Mikas 7
1 Ve mig! Det går mig som ved ved Frugthøst, ved Vinhøstens Efterslæt: Ikke en Drue at spise, ej en Figen, min Sjæl har Lyst til!
Woe is me! For I am like one gathering summer fruit at the gleaning of the vineyard; there is no cluster to eat, no early fig that I crave.
2 De fromme er svundet af Landet, ikke et Menneske er sanddru. De lurer alle på Blod og jager hverandre med Net.
The godly man has perished from the earth; there is no one upright among men. They all lie in wait for blood; they hunt one another with a net.
3 Deres Hænder er flinke til ondt, Fyrsten kræver, Dommeren er villig for Betaling; Stormanden nævner, hvad han begærer; og derefter snor de det sammen.
Both hands are skilled at evil; the prince and the judge demand a bribe. When the powerful utters his evil desire, they all conspire together.
4 Den bedste er som en Tornebusk, den ærlige værre end en Tjørnehæk. Dine Vægteres Dag, din Hjemsøgelse kommer, af Rædsel rammes de nu.
The best of them is like a brier; the most upright is sharper than a hedge of thorns. The day for your watchmen has come, the day of your visitation. Now is the time of their confusion.
5 Tro ikke eders Næste, stol ikke. på en Ven, vogt Mundens Døre for hende. du favner!
Do not rely on a friend; do not trust in a companion. Seal the doors of your mouth from her who lies in your arms.
6 Thi Søn agter Fader ringe, Datter står Moder imod Svigerdatter Svigermoder, en Mand har sine Husfolk til Fjender.
For a son dishonors his father, a daughter rises against her mother, and a daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law. A man’s enemies are the members of his own household.
7 Men jeg vil spejde efter HERREN, jeg bier på min Frelses Gud; min Gud vil høre mig.
But as for me, I will look to the LORD; I will wait for the God of my salvation. My God will hear me.
8 Glæd dig ej over mig, min Fjende! Thi jeg faldt, men står op; om end jeg sidder i Mørke, er HERREN mit Lys.
Do not gloat over me, my enemy! Though I have fallen, I will arise; though I sit in darkness, the LORD will be my light.
9 Jeg vil bære HERRENs Vrede - jeg synded jo mod ham - indtil han strider for mig og skaffer mig Ret; han fører mig ud i Lys, jeg skal skue hans Retfærd.
Because I have sinned against Him, I must endure the rage of the LORD, until He argues my case and executes justice for me. He will bring me into the light; I will see His righteousness.
10 Min Fjende skal se derpå og fyldes med Skam, han, som spørger mig: "Hvor er HERREN din Gud?". Mine Øjne skal med Skadefryd se ham, når han trampes ned som Skarn på Gaden.
Then my enemy will see and will be covered with shame— she who said to me, “Where is the LORD your God?” My eyes will see her; at that time she will be trampled like mud in the streets.
11 En Dag skal dine Mure bygges, en Dag skal Grænsen vides ud,
The day for rebuilding your walls will come— the day for extending your boundary.
12 en Dag skal man komme til dig lige fra Assur til Ægypten, lige fra Ægypten til Floden, fra Hav til Hav, fra Bjerg til Bjerg.
On that day they will come to you from Assyria and the cities of Egypt, even from Egypt to the Euphrates, from sea to sea and mountain to mountain.
13 Men Jorden og de, som bor derpå, lægges øde til Løn for deres Værk.
Then the earth will become desolate because of its inhabitants, as the fruit of their deeds.
14 Vogt med din Stav dit Folk, din Ejendoms Hjord, som bor for sig selv i Skoven, i Frugthavens Midte; lad dem græsse i Basan og Gilead som i gamle Dage!
Shepherd with Your staff Your people, the flock of Your inheritance. They live alone in a woodland, surrounded by pastures. Let them graze in Bashan and Gilead, as in the days of old.
15 Giv os Undere at skue, som da du drog ud af Ægypten;
As in the days when you came out of Egypt, I will show My wonders.
16 lad Folkene se det og blues ved al deres Vælde, lægge Hånd på Mund, lad Ørene døves på dem!
Nations will see and be ashamed, deprived of all their might. They will put their hands over their mouths, and their ears will become deaf.
17 Lad dem slikke Støv som Slangen, som Jordens Kryb, rædde komme frem af deres Borge til HERREN vor Gud og ængstes og frygte for dig!
They will lick the dust like a snake, like reptiles slithering on the ground. They will crawl from their holes in the presence of the LORD our God; they will tremble in fear of You.
18 Hvo er en Gud som du, der tilgiver Brøde, bærer over med Synd hos din Ejendoms Rest, ej evigt gemmer på Vrede, men gerne er nådig?
Who is a God like You, who pardons iniquity and passes over the transgression of the remnant of His inheritance— who does not retain His anger forever, because He delights in loving devotion?
19 Han vil atter forbarme sig over os, træde vor Brøde under Fod, du vil kaste alle vore Synder i Havets Dyb!
He will again have compassion on us; He will vanquish our iniquities. You will cast out all our sins into the depths of the sea.
20 Du vil vise Jakob Trofasthed, Abraham Nåde, som du svor vore Fædre til i fordums Dage.
You will show faithfulness to Jacob and loving devotion to Abraham, as You swore to our fathers from the days of old.
