Jeremiah 10
1 Hear the word that the LORD speaks to you, O house of Israel.
Hør det Ord, HERREN taler til eder, Israels Hus!
2 This is what the LORD says: “Do not learn the ways of the nations or be terrified by the signs in the heavens, though the nations themselves are terrified by them.
Saa siger HERREN: Væn eder ikke til Hedningernes Færd og frygt ikke Himmelens Tegn, fordi Hedningerne frygter dem.
3 For the customs of the peoples are worthless; they cut down a tree from the forest; it is shaped with a chisel by the hands of a craftsman.
Thi Folkenes Rædsel er Tomhed; thi det er Træ, fældet i Skoven, et Værk, som Haandværkerhænder tilhugger med Økse;
4 They adorn it with silver and gold and fasten it with hammer and nails, so that it will not totter.
han smykker det med Sølv og Guld og fæster det med Søm og Hammer, saa det ikke vakler.
5 Like scarecrows in a cucumber patch, their idols cannot speak. They must be carried because they cannot walk. Do not fear them, for they can do no harm, and neither can they do any good.”
De er som et Fugleskræmsel i Agurkhaven og kan ikke tale; de maa bæres, da de ikke kan gaa. Frygt dem ikke, thi de gør intet ondt, saa lidt som de evner at gøre noget godt.
6 There is none like You, O LORD. You are great, and Your name is mighty in power.
(Din Lige findes ikke, HERRE; stor er du og stort dit Navn i Vælde.
7 Who would not fear You, O King of nations? This is Your due. For among all the wise men of the nations, and in all their kingdoms, there is none like You.
Hvo skulde ikke frygte dig, du Folkenes Konge! Thi saadant tilkommer dig; thi blandt alle Folks Vismænd og i alle deres Riger findes ikke din Lige.
8 But they are altogether senseless and foolish, instructed by worthless idols made of wood!
Alle sammen er de dumme og Taaber; Afgudernes Lærdom, den er Træ.)
9 Hammered silver is brought from Tarshish, and gold from Uphaz— the work of a craftsman from the hands of a goldsmith. Their clothes are blue and purple, all fashioned by skilled workers.
Hamret Sølv, indført fra Tarsis, og Guld fra Ofir, et Værk af en Haandværker og Guldsmedens Hænder! De er klædt i violet og rødt Purpur; et Værk af kunstsnilde Folk er de alle.
10 But the LORD is the true God; He is the living God and eternal King. The earth quakes at His wrath, and the nations cannot endure His indignation.
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.
11 Thus you are to tell them: “These gods, who have made neither the heavens nor the earth, will perish from this earth and from under these heavens.”
Saaledes skal I sige til dem: Guder, der ikke har skabt Himmel og Jord, skal forsvinde fra Jorden og under Himmelen.
12 The LORD made the earth by His power; He established the world by His wisdom and stretched out the heavens by His understanding.
Han skabte Jorden i sin Vælde, grundfæstede Jorderig i sin Visdom, og i sin Indsigt udspændte han Himmelen.
13 When He thunders, the waters in the heavens roar; He causes the clouds to rise from the ends of the earth. He generates the lightning with the rain and brings forth the wind from His storehouses.
Naar han løfter sin Røst, bruser Vandene i Himmelen, og han lader Skyer stige op fra Jordens Ende, faar Lynene til at give Regn og sender Stormen ud af sine Forraadskamre.
14 Every man is senseless and devoid of knowledge; every goldsmith is put to shame by his idols. For his molten images are a fraud, and there is no breath in them.
Dumt er hvert Menneske, uden Indsigt; hver Guldsmed faar Skam af sit Billede; thi hvad han støber, er Løgn, og der er ikke Aand deri;
15 They are worthless, a work to be mocked. In the time of their punishment they will perish.
Tomhed er de, et daarende Værk; naar deres Hjemsøgelses Tid kommer, er det ude med dem.
16 The Portion of Jacob is not like these, for He is the Maker of all things, and Israel is the tribe of His inheritance— the LORD of Hosts is His name.
Jakobs Arvelod er ikke som de; thi han har skabt alt, og Israel er hans Arvelods Stamme; Hærskarers HERRE er hans Navn.
17 Gather up your belongings from this land, you who live under siege.
Tag din Bylt op fra Jorden, du, som sidder belejret!
18 For this is what the LORD says: “Behold, at this time I will sling out the inhabitants of the land and bring distress upon them so that they may be captured.”
Thi saa siger HERREN: Se, denne Gang slynger jeg Landets Indbyggere bort og bringer dem i Trængsel, for at de kan bøde.
19 Woe to me because of my brokenness; my wound is grievous! But I said, “This is truly my sickness, and I must bear it.”
»Ve mig for min Brøst, mit Saar er svart! Men jeg siger: «Det er min Smerte, den vil jeg bære.»
20 My tent is destroyed, and all its ropes are snapped. My sons have departed from me and are no more. I have no one left to pitch my tent or set up my curtains.
Mit Telt er hærget og alle mine Teltreb sprængt, mine Børn gaar fra mig, de er borte; mit Telt spænder ingen ud mer eller opsætter Tæpperne.
21 For the shepherds have become senseless; they do not seek the LORD. Therefore they have not prospered, and all their flock is scattered.
Thi dumme er Hyrderne, HERREN søger de ikke, duer derfor til intet, og hele deres Hjord er spredt.«
22 Listen! The sound of a report is coming— a great commotion from the land to the north. The cities of Judah will be made a desolation, a haunt for jackals.
Der lyder en Tidende, se, den kommer med vældigt Drøn fra Nordens Land og gør Judas Byer til Ørk, til Sjakalers Bo.
23 I know, O LORD, that a man’s way is not his own; no one who walks directs his own steps.
Jeg ved, HERRE, at et Menneskes Vej ikke staar til ham selv, og at det ikke staar til en Mand at vandre og styre sine Fjed.
24 Correct me, O LORD, but only with justice— not in Your anger, or You will bring me to nothing.
Tugt os, HERRE, men med Maade, ikke i Vrede, for ikke at gøre os færre!
25 Pour out Your wrath on the nations that do not acknowledge You, and on the families that do not call on Your name. For they have devoured Jacob; they have consumed him and finished him off; they have devastated his homeland.
Udøs din Vrede paa Folk, som ikke kender dig, paa Slægter, som ikke paakalder dit Navn; thi de har opædt Jakob, tilintetgjort det og lagt dets Bolig øde.
