Malachi 1

1 This is the burden of the word of the LORD to Israel through Malachi:

Et Udsagn; HERRENs Ord til Israel ved Malakias.

2 “I have loved you,” says the LORD. But you ask, “How have You loved us?” “Was not Esau Jacob’s brother?” declares the LORD. “Yet Jacob I have loved,

Jeg elsker eder, siger HERREN; men I spørger: "Hvori har du vist, at du elsker os?" Er Esau ikke Jakobs Broder, lyder det fra HERREN, og dog elsker jeg Jakob

3 but Esau I have hated, and I have made his mountains a wasteland and left his inheritance to the desert jackals.”

og hader Esau. Jeg bar gjort hans Bjerge til Ørk og hans Arvelod til Øde.

4 Though Edom may say, “We have been devastated, but we will rebuild the ruins,” this is what the LORD of Hosts says: “They may build, but I will demolish. They will be called the Land of Wickedness, and a people with whom the LORD is indignant forever.

Når Edom siger: "Vi er ødelagt, men vi bygger atter på Tomterne", så siger Hærskarers HERRE: De bygger, men jeg river ned! De skal kaldes Gudløsheds Land og det Folk, HERREN i al Evighed vredes på.

5 You will see this with your own eyes, and you yourselves will say, ‘The LORD is great—even beyond the borders of Israel.’”

I skal se det med egne Øjne og sige: "HERRENs Vælde når ud over Israels Grænser."

6 “A son honors his father, and a servant his master. But if I am a father, where is My honor? And if I am a master, where is your fear of Me?” says the LORD of Hosts to you priests who despise My name. “But you ask, ‘How have we despised Your name?’

En Søn ærer sin Fader, en Træl frygter sin Herre. Men er jeg Fader, hvor er da min Ære, og er jeg Herre, hvor er da Frygten for mig? siger Hærskarers HERRE til eder, I Præster, som ringeagter mit Navn. I spørger: "Hvorved har vi ringeagtet dit Navn?"

7 By presenting defiled food on My altar. But you ask, ‘How have we defiled You?’ By saying that the table of the LORD is contemptible.

Ved at bringe urent Brød på mit Alter! I spørger: "Hvorved har vi gjort det urent?" Ved at sige: "HERRENs Bord er lidet værd."

8 When you offer blind animals for sacrifice, is it not wrong? And when you present the lame and sick ones, is it not wrong? Try offering them to your governor! Would he be pleased with you or show you favor?” asks the LORD of Hosts.

Når I bringer blinde Dyr som Offer, er der så ikke noget ondt deri? Når I bringer halte og syge Dyr, er der så ikke noget ondt deri? Bring dem engang til din Statholder! Mon han vil synes derom og tage vel imod dig? siger Hærskarers HERRE.

9 “But ask now for God’s favor. Will He be gracious? Since this has come from your hands, will He show you favor?” asks the LORD of Hosts.

Og så vil I stemme Gud til Mildhed dermed, at han må være os nådig! Fra eders Hånd kommer slige Ting! Mon han vil tage vel imod eder, siger Hærskarers HERRE.

10 “Oh, that one of you would shut the temple doors, so that you would no longer kindle useless fires on My altar! I take no pleasure in you,” says the LORD of Hosts, “and I will accept no offering from your hands.

Vilde dog en af eder lukke Dørene, så I ikke til ingen Gavn skulde gøre Ild på mit Alter! Jeg bryder mig ikke om eder, siger Hærskarers HERRE, og ønsker ikke Offergaver af eders Hånd.

11 For My name will be great among the nations, from where the sun rises to where it sets. In every place, incense and pure offerings will be presented in My name, because My name will be great among the nations,” says the LORD of Hosts.

Thi fra Stedet, hvor Solen står op, til Stedet, hvor den går ned, er mit Navn stort iblandt Folkene, og alle Vegne bringes der mit Navn Røgoffer og rene Offergaver; thi mit Navn er stort iblandt Folkene, siger Hærskarers HERRE.

12 “But you profane it when you say, ‘The table of the Lord is defiled, and as for its fruit, its food is contemptible.’

Men I vanhelliger det ved at sige: "Herrens Bord er urent, og ussel Frugt er hans Mad."

13 You also say: ‘Oh, what a nuisance!’ And you turn up your nose at it,” says the LORD of Hosts. “You bring offerings that are stolen, lame, or sick! Should I accept these from your hands?” asks the LORD.

Og I siger: "Hvilket Slid!" og blæser derad, siger Hærskarers HERRE; I bringer noget røvet, ja halte og syge Dyr; det er Offergaven, I bringer! Skulde jeg ønske at modtage den af eders Hånd? siger HERREN.

14 “But cursed is the deceiver who has an acceptable male in his flock and vows to give it, but sacrifices a defective animal to the Lord. For I am a great King,” says the LORD of Hosts, “and My name is to be feared among the nations.

Forbandet være den Bedrager, som i sin Hjord har et Handyr og lover mig det, men ofrer Herren et Dyr, som ikke dur! Thi en stor Konge er jeg, siger Hærskarers HERRE, og mit Navn er frygtet blandt Folkene.