Jeremiah 4
1 “If you will return, O Israel, return to Me,” declares the LORD. “If you will remove your detestable idols from My sight and no longer waver,
Omvender du dig, Israel, lyder det fra HERREN, saa vend dig til mig; hvis du fjerner dine væmmelige Guder, skal du ikke fly for mit Aasyn.
2 and if you can swear, ‘As surely as the LORD lives,’ in truth, in justice, and in righteousness, then the nations will be blessed by Him, and in Him they will glory.”
Sværger du: »Saa sandt HERREN lever, « redeligt, ærligt og sandt, skal Folkeslag velsigne sig ved ham og rose sig af ham.
3 For this is what the LORD says to the men of Judah and Jerusalem: “Break up your unplowed ground, and do not sow among the thorns.
Thi saa siger HERREN til Judas Mænd og Jerusalems Borgere: Bryd eder Nyjord og saa dog ikke blandt Torne!
4 Circumcise yourselves to the LORD, and remove the foreskins of your hearts, O men of Judah and people of Jerusalem. Otherwise, My wrath will break out like fire and burn with no one to extinguish it, because of your evil deeds.”
Omskær jer for HERREN og fjern eders Hjertes Forhud, Judas Mænd og Jerusalems Borgere, at min Vrede ikke slaar ud som Ild og brænder uslukket for eders onde Gerningers Skyld.
5 Announce in Judah, proclaim in Jerusalem, and say: “Blow the ram’s horn throughout the land. Cry aloud and say, ‘Assemble yourselves and let us flee to the fortified cities.’
Forkynd i Juda og Jerusalem, kundgør og tal, lad Hornet gjalde i Landet, raab, hvad I kan, og sig: Flok jer sammen! Vi gaar ind i de faste Stæder!
6 Raise a signal flag toward Zion. Seek refuge! Do not delay! For I am bringing disaster from the north, and terrible destruction.
Rejs Banner hen imod Zion, fly uden Standsning! Thi Ulykke sender jeg fra Nord, et vældigt Sammenbrud.
7 A lion has gone up from his thicket, and a destroyer of nations has set out. He has left his lair to lay waste your land. Your cities will be reduced to ruins and lie uninhabited.
En Løve steg op fra sit Krat, en Folkehærger brød op, gik bort fra sin Hjemstavn for at gøre dit Land til en Ørk; dine Byer skal hærges, saa ingen bor der.
8 So put on sackcloth, mourn and wail, for the fierce anger of the LORD has not turned away from us.”
Derfor skal I klæde jer i Sæk og klage og jamre, thi ej vender HERRENS glødende Vrede sig fra os.
9 “In that day,” declares the LORD, “the king and officials will lose their courage. The priests will tremble in fear, and the prophets will be astounded.”
Paa hin Dag, lyder det fra HERREN, skal Kongen og Fyrsterne tabe Modet, Præsterne stivne af Skræk og Profeterne slaas af Rædsel;
10 Then I said, “Ah, Lord GOD, how completely You have deceived this people and Jerusalem by saying, ‘You will have peace,’ while a sword is at our throats.”
og de skal sige: »Ak, Herre, HERRE! Sandelig, du førte dette Folk og Jerusalem bag Lyset, da du sagde: I skal have Fred! Nu har Sværdet naaet Sjælen.«
11 At that time it will be said to this people and to Jerusalem, “A searing wind from the barren heights in the desert blows toward the daughter of My people, but not to winnow or to sift;
Paa hin Tid skal der siges til dette Folk og Jerusalem: Et glødende Vejr fra Ørkenens nøgne Høje trækker op mod mit Folks Datter, ej til Kastning og Rensning af Korn,
12 a wind too strong for that comes from Me. Now I also pronounce judgments against them.”
et Vejr for vældigt dertil kommer mod mig. Derfor vil jeg ogsaa nu tale Domsord imod dem.
13 Behold, he advances like the clouds, his chariots like the whirlwind. His horses are swifter than eagles. Woe to us, for we are ruined!
Se, det kommer som Skyer, dets Vogne som Stormvejr, dets Heste er hurtigere end Ørne; ve, vi lægges øde!
14 Wash the evil from your heart, O Jerusalem, so that you may be saved. How long will you harbor wicked thoughts within you?
Rens dit Hjerte for ondt, Jerusalem, at du maa frelses! Hvor længe skal dit Indre huse de syndige Tanker?
15 For a voice resounds from Dan, proclaiming disaster from the hills of Ephraim.
Thi hør, en Raaber fra Dan, et Ulykkesbud fra Efraims Bjerge:
16 Warn the nations now! Proclaim to Jerusalem: “A besieging army comes from a distant land; they raise their voices against the cities of Judah.
Kundgør Folkene: Se! Lad det høres i Jerusalem! Belejrere kommer fra et Land i det fjerne, de opløfter Røsten mod Byerne i Juda.
17 They surround her like men guarding a field, because she has rebelled against Me,” declares the LORD.
Som Markens Vogtere stiller de sig rundt omkring det, thi genstridigt var det imod mig, lyder det fra HERREN.
18 “Your ways and deeds have brought this upon you. This is your punishment; how bitter it is, because it pierces to the heart!”
Det kan du takke din Færd, dine Gerninger for; det skyldes din Ondskab; hvor bittert! Det gælder Livet.
19 My anguish, my anguish! I writhe in pain! Oh, the pain in my chest! My heart pounds within me; I cannot be silent. For I have heard the sound of the horn, the alarm of battle.
Mit indre, mit Indre! Jeg skælver! Mit Hjertes Vægge! Mit Hjerte vaander sig i mig, ej kan jeg tie. Thi Hornets Klang maa jeg høre, Skrig fra Kampen;
20 Disaster after disaster is proclaimed, for the whole land is laid waste. My tents are destroyed in an instant, my curtains in a moment.
der meldes om Fald paa Fald, thi alt Landet er hærget. Mine Telte hærges brat, i et Nu mine Forhæng.
21 How long must I see the signal flag and hear the sound of the horn?
Hvor længe skal jeg skue Banneret, høre Hornet?
22 “For My people are fools; they have not known Me. They are foolish children, without understanding. They are skilled in doing evil, but they know not how to do good.”
Thi mit Folk er taabeligt, kender ej mig, de er dumme Sønner og uden Indsigt; de er vise til at gøre det onde, men Taaber til det gode.
23 I looked at the earth, and it was formless and void; I looked to the heavens, and they had no light.
Jeg saa paa Jorden, og se, den var øde og tom, paa Himlen, dens Lys var borte;
24 I looked at the mountains, and behold, they were quaking; all the hills were swaying.
Bjergene saa jeg, og se, de skjalv, og alle Højene bæved;
25 I looked, and no man was left; all the birds of the air had fled.
jeg saa, og se, der var mennesketomt, og alle Himlens Fugle var fløjet;
26 I looked, and the fruitful land was a desert. All its cities were torn down before the LORD, before His fierce anger.
jeg saa, og se, Frugthaven var Ørken, alle dens Byer lagt øde for HERREN, for hans glødende Vrede.
27 For this is what the LORD says: “The whole land will be desolate, but I will not finish its destruction.
Thi saa siger HERREN: Al Jorden bliver Ørk, men helt ødelægger jeg ikke.
28 Therefore the earth will mourn and the heavens above will grow dark. I have spoken, I have planned, and I will not relent or turn back.”
Derfor sørger Jorden, og Himlen deroppe er sort; thi jeg talede og angrer det ikke, tænkte og gaar ikke fra det.
29 Every city flees at the sound of the horseman and archer. They enter the thickets and climb among the rocks. Every city is abandoned; no inhabitant is left.
For Larmen af Ryttere og Bueskytter flyr alt Landet, de tyr ind i Krat, stiger op paa Klipper; hver By er forladt, og ikke et Menneske bor der.
30 And you, O devastated one, what will you do, though you dress yourself in scarlet, though you adorn yourself with gold jewelry, though you enlarge your eyes with paint? You adorn yourself in vain; your lovers despise you; they want to take your life.
Og du, hvad vil du mon gøre? Om end du klæder dig i Skarlagen, smykker dig med Guld og gør Øjnene store med Sminke — det er spildt, du gør dig smuk. Elskerne agter dig ringe, dit Liv vil de have.
31 For I hear a cry like a woman in labor, a cry of anguish like one bearing her first child— the cry of the Daughter of Zion gasping for breath, stretching out her hands to say, “Woe is me, for my soul faints before the murderers!”
Thi jeg hører Raab som ved Barnsnød, Skrig som ved Førstefødsel. Hør, hvor Zions Datter stønner med udrakte Hænder: »Ve mig, min Sjæl bukker under for dem, som myrder.«
