Micah 2
1 Woe to those who devise iniquity and plot evil on their beds! At morning’s light they accomplish it because the power is in their hands.
Ve dem, der paa Lejet udtænker Uret og Udaad, og sætter det i Værk, naar det dages, da det staar i deres Magt.
2 They covet fields and seize them; they take away houses. They deprive a man of his home, a fellow man of his inheritance.
De attraar Marker og raner dem, Huse og tager dem, undertrykker Mand og Hus, Ejendom og Ejer.
3 Therefore this is what the LORD says: “I am planning against this nation a disaster from which you cannot free your necks. Then you will not walk so proudly, for it will be a time of calamity.
Derfor, saa siger HERREN: Se, jeg optænker Ulykke mod denne Slægt, fra hvilken I ikke skal kunne fri eders Hals eller gaa med oprejst Hoved; thi en ond Tid er det.
4 In that day they will take up a proverb against you and taunt you with this bitter lamentation: ‘We are utterly ruined! He has changed the portion of my people. How He has removed it from me! He has allotted our fields to traitors.’”
Paa denne Dag skal der bruges et Mundheld om jer og klages: »Sket som talt! Vi er helt lagt øde; mit Folk faar sin Lod skiftet ud, ingen giver den tilbage; vor Mark skiftes ud til dem, som fører os bort.«
5 Therefore, you will have no one in the assembly of the LORD to divide the land by lot.
Derfor har du ingen til at udspænde Snoren over en Lod i HERRENS Forsamling.
6 “Do not preach,” they preach. “Do not preach these things; disgrace will not overtake us.”
»Præk ikke!« saa præker de, »man præker ikke om sligt; faar hans Smæden ej Ende?« Hvad siger du, Jakobs Hus?
7 Should it be said, O house of Jacob, “Is the Spirit of the LORD impatient? Are these the things He does?” Do not My words bring good to him who walks uprightly?
»Er HERREN da hastig til Vrede, handler han saa? Er hans Ord ej milde mod den, som vandrer ret?«
8 But of late My people have risen up like an enemy: You strip off the splendid robe from unsuspecting passersby like men returning from battle.
Men I er fjendske imod, paa Nakken af mit Folk; Kappen over Kjortelen river I af dem, som vandrer trygt og afskyr Strid.
9 You drive the women of My people from their pleasant homes. You take away My blessing from their children forever.
Mit Folks Kvinder driver I ud af det Hjem, de holdt af, I tager for evigt min Ære fra deres Børn:
10 Arise and depart, for this is not your place of rest, because its defilement brings destruction— a grievous destruction!
»Op, ryk ud! Thi her kan I ikke bo for den Urenheds Skyld, som volder svar Fordærv.«
11 If a man of wind were to come and say falsely, “I will preach to you of wine and strong drink,” he would be just the preacher for this people!
I Fald der kom en Mand med Tomhed og Svig og Løgn: »Jeg vil præke for dig om Vin og Drik!« det var en Præker for dette Folk.
12 I will surely gather all of you, O Jacob; I will collect the remnant of Israel. I will bring them together like sheep in a pen, like a flock in the midst of its pasture— a noisy throng.
Jeg vil samle dig, hele Jakob, opsanke Israels Rest, faa dem sammen som Faar i Fold, som en Hjord i Græsgangens Midte; af Mennesker bliver der en Summen.
13 One who breaks open the way will go up before them; they will break through the gate, and go out by it. Their King will pass through before them, the LORD as their leader.
En Vejbryder gaar foran dem; de bryder gennem Porten og gaar ud. Foran dem skrider deres Konge og HERREN i Spidsen for dem.
