Ezekiel 2
1 “Son of man,” He said to me, “stand up on your feet and I will speak to you.”
Han sagde til mig: »Menneskesøn staa op paa dine Fødder saa jeg kan tale med dig!«
2 And as He spoke to me, the Spirit entered me and set me on my feet, and I heard Him speaking to me.
Og som han talede til mig, kom Aanden i mig og rejste mig paa mine Fødder, og jeg hørte ham tale til mig.
3 “Son of man,” He said to me, “I am sending you to the Israelites, to a rebellious nation that has rebelled against Me. To this very day they and their fathers have rebelled against Me.
Han sagde: »Menneskesøn! Jeg sender dig til Israeliterne, de genstridige, der har sat sig op imod mig; de og deres Fædre har forbrudt sig imod mig til den Dag i Dag.
4 They are obstinate and stubborn children. I am sending you to them, and you are to say to them, ‘This is what the Lord GOD says.’
Og Sønnerne har stive Ansigter og haarde Hjerter; jeg sender dig til dem, og du skal sige: Saa siger den Herre HERREN!
5 And whether they listen or refuse to listen—for they are a rebellious house—they will know that a prophet has been among them.
Hvad enten de hører eller ej — thi de er en genstridig Slægt — skal de kende, at en Profet er kommet iblandt dem.
6 But you, son of man, do not be afraid of them or their words. Do not be afraid, though briers and thorns surround you, and you dwell among scorpions. Do not be afraid of their words or dismayed by their presence, though they are a rebellious house.
Men du, Menneskesøn frygt ikke for dem og vær ikke ræd for deres Ord, naar du færdes mellem Nælder og Tidsler og bor blandt Skorpioner; frygt ikke for deres Ord og vær ikke ræd for deres Ansigter, thi de er en genstridig Slægt.
7 But speak My words to them, whether they listen or refuse to listen, for they are rebellious.
Du skal tale mine Ord til dem, hvad enten de hører eller ej, thi de er en genstridig Slægt.
8 And you, son of man, listen to what I tell you. Do not be rebellious like that rebellious house. Open your mouth and eat what I give you.”
Og du, Menneskesøn, hør, hvad jeg taler til dig! Vær ikke genstridig som den genstridige Slægt, men luk din Mund op og slug, hvad jeg her giver dig!«
9 Then I looked and saw a hand reaching out to me, and in it was a scroll,
Og jeg skuede, og se, en Haand var udrakt imod mig, og i den laa en Bogrulle;
10 which He unrolled before me. And written on the front and back of it were words of lamentation, mourning, and woe.
og han rullede den op for mig, og der var skrevet paa den baade for og bag; og hvad der stod skrevet, var Klage, Suk og Ve.
