Zakarias 11
1 Libanon, luk Dørerne op, så Ild kan fortære dine Cedre!
Open thy doors, O Lebanon, That the fire may devour thy cedars!
2 Klag, Cypres, thi Cedren er faldet. de ædle Træer lagt øde! Klag, I Basans Ege, thi Fredskoven ligger fældet!
Howl, O cypress, for the cedar falleth! For the lofty ones are destroyed! Howl, O ye oaks of Bashan, For the high forest is come down!
3 Hør, hvor Hyrderne klager, thi deres Græsgang er hærget; hør, hvor Løverne brøler, thi Jordans Tykning er hærget.
Hark! the voice of the howling of the shepherds, Because their glory is destroyed! The voice of the roaring of young lions, Because the pride of Jordan is destroyed!
4 Således sagde HERREN min Gud: Røgt Slagtefårene,
Thus said Jehovah, my God: Feed thou the flock of slaughter,
5 hvis Køber slagter dem uden at føle Skyld, og hvis Sælger siger: "HERREN være lovet, jeg blev rig." Og deres Hyrder sparer dem ikke.
Whose possessors slay them, and hold themselves not guilty, And which they who sell say, “Blessed be Jehovah, for I am rich!” And whose shepherds spare them not.
6 (Thi jeg vil ikke længer spare Landets Indbyggere, lyder det fra HERREN; men se, jeg lader hvert Menneske falde i sin Hyrdes og sin Konges Hånd; og de skal ødelægge Landet, og jeg vil ingen redde af deres Hånd).
For I will no longer spare The inhabitants of the land, saith Jehovah; But, behold, I will deliver the men Every one into the hand of his neighbor, And into the hand of his king; And they shall smite the land, And I will not deliver out of their hand.
7 Så røgtede jeg Slagtefårene for Fåreprangerne og tog mig to Stave; den ene kaldte jeg "Liflighed", den anden "Bånd"; og jeg røgtede Fårene.
So I fed the flock of slaughter, truly a miserable flock. And I took to me two crooks; the one I called Favor, and the other I called Bands; and I fed the flock.
8 (Og jeg ryddede de tre Hyrder af Vejen i een Måned). Så tabte jeg Tålmodigheden med dem, og de blev også kede af mig.
And I cut off three shepherds in one month; for I was weary of them, and they also abhorred me.
9 Og jeg sagde: "Jeg vil ikke røgte eder; lad dø, hvad dø skal, lad bortkomme, hvad bortkomme skal, og lad de andre æde hverandres Kød!"
Then I said, I will not feed you; that which dieth, let it die; and that which is to be cut off, let it be cut off; and let the rest eat the flesh of one another.
10 Så tog jeg Staven, som hed "Liflighed". og sønderbrød den for at bryde den Overenskomst, jeg havde sluttet (med alle Folkeslag;
And I took my staff Favor, and cut it asunder, that I might break my covenant which I had made with all the nations.
11 og den blev brudt samme Dag, og Fåreprangerne, som holdt Øje med mig, kendte, at det var HERRENs Ord).
And it was broken in that day; and so the poor of the flock, who had regard to me, knew that it was the word of Jehovah.
12 Og jeg sagde til dem: "Om I synes, så giv mig min Løn; hvis ikke, så lad være!" Så afvejede de min Løn, tredive Sekel Sølv.
Then I said to them, If it seem good in your eyes, give me my wages; if not, keep them. And they weighed for my wages thirty shekels of silver.
13 Men HERREN sagde til mig: "Kast den til Pottemageren", den dejlige Pris, de har vurderet mig til!" Og jeg tog de tredive Sekel Sølv og kastede dem til Pottemageren i HERRENs Hus.
And Jehovah said to me, Cast it into the treasury, the goodly price at which I was valued by them. And I took the thirty shekels of silver, and cast them into the house of Jehovah, into the treasury.
14 Så sønderbrød jeg den anden Hyrdestav "Bånd" for at bryde Broderskabet imellem Juda og Jerusalem.
Then I broke my other crook, even Bands, to break the brotherhood between Judah and Israel.
15 Siden sagde HERREN til mig: Udstyr dig atter som en Hyrde, en Dåre af en Hyrde!
And Jehovah said to me: Take to thee yet the instruments of a foolish shepherd.
16 (Thi se, jeg lader en Hyrde fremstå i Landet). Han tager sig ikke af det bortkomne, leder ikke efter det vildfarne, læger ikke det brudte og har ikke Omhu for det sunde, men spiser Kødef af de fede Dyr og river Klovene af dem.
For lo, I will raise up a shepherd in the land Who shall not care for those that are perishing, Nor seek that which is gone astray, Nor heal that which is wounded, Nor support that which cannot go; But he shall eat the flesh of the fat, And consume it even to the hoofs.
17 Ve, min Dåre af en Hyrde, som svigter Fårene! Et Sværd imod hans Arm og hans højre Øje! Hans Arm skal vorde vissen, hans højre Øje blindes.
Woe to the foolish shepherd that leaveth the flock! The sword is upon his arm, and upon his right eye; His arm shall surely be withered, And his right eye shall surely be darkened!
