Jeremiah 6
1 “Run for cover, O sons of Benjamin; flee from Jerusalem! Sound the ram’s horn in Tekoa; send up a signal over Beth-haccherem, for disaster looms from the north, even great destruction.
Fly, I Benjamins Sønner, bort fra Jerusalem og stød i hornet i Tekoa, hejs Mærket over Bet-Kerem! Thi Ulykke truer fra Nord, et vældigt Sammenbrud.
2 Though she is beautiful and delicate, I will destroy the Daughter of Zion.
Jeg tilintetgør Zions Datter, den yndige, forvænte
3 Shepherds and their flocks will come against her; they will pitch their tents all around her, each tending his own portion:
til hende kommer der Hyrder med deres Hjorde; de opslår Telte i Ring om hende, afgræsser hver sit Stykke.
4 ‘Prepare for battle against her; rise up, let us attack at noon. Woe to us, for the daylight is fading; the evening shadows grow long.
Helliger Angrebet på hende! Op! Vi rykker frem ved Middag! Ve os, thi Dagen hælder, thi Aftenskyggerne længes.
5 Rise up, let us attack by night and destroy her fortresses!’”
Op! Vi rykker frem ved Nat og lægger hendes Borge øde.
6 For this is what the LORD of Hosts says: “Cut down the trees and raise a siege ramp against Jerusalem. This city must be punished; there is nothing but oppression in her midst.
Thi så siger Hærskarers HERRE: Fæld Træer og opkast en Vold imod Jerusalem! Ve Løgnens By med lutter Voldsfærd i sin Midte!
7 As a well gushes its water, so she pours out her evil. Violence and destruction resound in her; sickness and wounds are ever before Me.
Som Brønden sit Vand holder Byen sin Ondskab frisk; der høres om Voldsfærd og Hærværk, Sår og Slag har jeg altid for Øje.
8 Be forewarned, O Jerusalem, or I will turn away from you; I will make you a desolation, a land without inhabitant.”
Jerusalem, tag ved Lære, at min Sjæl ej vender sig fra dig, at jeg ikke skal gøre dig til Ørk, til folketomt, Land.
9 This is what the LORD of Hosts says: “Glean the remnant of Israel as thoroughly as a vine. Pass your hand once more like a grape gatherer over the branches.”
Så siger Hærskarers HERRE: Hold Efterhøst på Israels Rest, som det sker på en Vinstok, ræk som en Vingårdsmand atter din Hånd til dens Ranker!
10 To whom can I give this warning? Who will listen to me? Look, their ears are closed, so they cannot hear. See, the word of the LORD has become offensive to them; they find no pleasure in it.
"For hvem skal jeg tale og vidne, så de hører derpå? Se, de har uomskårne Ører, kan ej lytte til; se, HERRENs Ord er til Spot og huer dem ikke.
11 But I am full of the LORD’s wrath; I am tired of holding it back. “Pour it out on the children in the street, and on the young men gathered together. For both husband and wife will be captured, the old and the very old alike.
Jeg er fuld af HERRENs Vrede og træt af at tæmme den." Gyd den ud over Barnet på Gaden, over hele de unges Flok; både Mand og Kvinde skal fanges, gammel og Olding tillige;
12 Their houses will be turned over to others, their fields and wives as well, for I will stretch out My hand against the inhabitants of the land,”
deres Huse, Marker og Kvinder skal alle tilfalde andre; thi jeg udrækker Hånden mod Landets Folk, så lyder det fra HERREN.
13 “For from the least of them to the greatest, all are greedy for gain; from prophet to priest, all practice deceit.
Thi fra små til store søger hver eneste Vinding, de farer alle med Løgn fra Profet til Præst.
14 They dress the wound of My people with very little care, saying, ‘Peace, peace,’ when there is no peace at all.
De læger mit Folks Brøst som den simpleste Sag, idet de siger: "Fred, Fred!" skønt der ikke er Fred.
15 Are they ashamed of the abomination they have committed? No, they have no shame at all; they do not even know how to blush. So they will fall among the fallen; when I punish them, they will collapse,”
De skal få Skam, thi de har gjort vederstyggelige Ting, og dog blues de ikke, dog kender de ikke til Skam. Derfor skal de falde på Valen; på Hjemsøgelsens Dag skal de snuble, siger HERREN.
16 This is what the LORD says: “Stand at the crossroads and look. Ask for the ancient paths: ‘Where is the good way?’ Then walk in it, and you will find rest for your souls. But they said, ‘We will not walk in it!’
Så siger HERREN: Stå ved Vejene og se efter, spørg efter de gamle Stier, hvor Vejen er til alt godt, og gå på den; så finder I Hvile for eders Sjæle. Men de svarede: "Det vil vi ikke."
17 I appointed watchmen over you and said, ‘Listen for the sound of the ram’s horn.’ But they answered, ‘We will not listen!’
Og jeg satte Vægtere over dem: "Hør Hornets Klang!" Men de svarede: "Det vil vi ikke."
18 Therefore hear, O nations, and learn, O congregations, what will happen to them.
Hør derfor, I Folk, og vidn imod dem!
19 Hear, O earth! I am bringing disaster on this people, the fruit of their own schemes, because they have paid no attention to My word and have rejected My instruction.
Hør, du Jord! Se, jeg sender Ulykke over dette Folk, Frugten at deres Frafald, thi de lyttede ikke til mine Ord og lod hånt om min Lov.
20 What use to Me is frankincense from Sheba or sweet cane from a distant land? Your burnt offerings are not acceptable; your sacrifices do not please Me.”
Hvad skal jeg med Røgelsen, der kommer fra Saba, med den dejlige Kalmus fra det fjerne Land? Eders Brændofre er ej til Behag, eders Slagtofre huer mig ikke.
21 Therefore this is what the LORD says: “I will lay stumbling blocks before this people; fathers and sons alike will be staggered; friends and neighbors will perish.”
Derfor, så siger HERREN: Se, jeg sætter Anstød for dette Folk, og de skal støde an derimod, både Fædre og Sønner; både Nabo og Genbo skal omkomme.
22 This is what the LORD says: “Behold, an army is coming from the land of the north; a great nation is stirred up from the ends of the earth.
Så siger HERREN: Se, et Folkeslag kommer fra Nordens Land, et vældigt Folk bryder op fra det yderste af Jorden.
23 They grasp the bow and spear; they are cruel and merciless. Their voice roars like the sea, and they ride upon horses, lined up like men in formation against you, O Daughter of Zion.”
De fører Bue og Spyd, er skånselsløst grumme; deres Røst er som Havets Brusen, de rider på Heste, rustet som Stridsmand mod dig, du Zions Datter.
24 We have heard the report; our hands hang limp. Anguish has gripped us, pain like that of a woman in labor.
Vi hørte Rygtet derom, vore Hænder blev slappe, Rædsel greb os, Skælven som fødende Kvinde.
25 Do not go out to the fields; do not walk the road. For the enemy has a sword; terror is on every side.
Gå ikke ud på Marken og følg ej Vejen, thi Fjenden bærer Sværd, trindt om er Rædsel.
26 O daughter of my people, dress yourselves in sackcloth and roll in ashes. Mourn with bitter wailing, as you would for an only son, for suddenly the destroyer will come upon us.
Klæd dig i Sæk, mit Folks Datter, vælt dig i Støvet, hold Sorg som over den enbårne, bitter Klage! Thi Hærværksmanden skal brat komme over os.
27 “I have appointed you to examine My people like ore, so you may know and try their ways.
Til Metalprøver, Guldprøver, gjorde jeg dig i mit Folk til at kende og prøve deres Færd.
28 All are hardened rebels, walking around as slanderers. They are bronze and iron; all of them are corrupt.
De faldt alle genstridige fra, de går og bagtaler, er kun Kobber og Jern, alle handler de slet.
29 The bellows blow fiercely, blasting away the lead with fire. The refining proceeds in vain, for the wicked are not purged.
Bælgen blæser, af Ilden kommer kun Bly. Al Smelten er spildt, de onde udskilles ej.
30 They are called rejected silver, because the LORD has rejected them.”
Giv dem Navn af vraget Sølv, thi dem har HERREN vraget.
