Zechariah 9

1 This is the burden of the word of the LORD against the land of Hadrach and Damascus its resting place— for the eyes of men and of all the tribes of Israel are upon the LORD —

Et Udsagn: HERRENS Ord er over Hadraks Land, i Damaskus slaar det sig ned — thi Aram forbrød sig mod HERREN — det er over alle, som hader Israel,

2 and also against Hamath, which borders it, as well as Tyre and Sidon, though they are very shrewd.

ogsaa over Hamat, som grænser dertil, Tyrus og Zidon, thi det er saare viist.

3 Tyre has built herself a fortress; she has heaped up silver like dust, and gold like the dirt of the streets.

Tyrus bygged sig en Fæstning og ophobed Sølv som Støv og Guld som Gadeskarn.

4 Behold, the Lord will impoverish her and cast her wealth into the sea, and she will be consumed by fire.

Se, HERREN vil tage det i Eje og styrte dets Bolværk i Havet, det selv skal fortæres af Ild.

5 Ashkelon will see and fear; Gaza will writhe in agony, as will Ekron, for her hope will wither. There will cease to be a king in Gaza, and Ashkelon will be uninhabited.

Askalon ser det og frygter, Gaza og Ekron skælver voldsomt, thi Haabet brast. Gaza mister sin Konge, i Askalon skal ingen bo,

6 A mixed race will occupy Ashdod, and I will cut off the pride of the Philistines.

i Asdod skal Udskud bo. Jeg gør Ende paa Filisterens Hovmod,

7 I will remove the blood from their mouths and the abominations from between their teeth. Then they too will become a remnant for our God; they will become like a clan in Judah, and Ekron will be like the Jebusites.

tager Blodet ud af hans Mund og Væmmelsen bort fra hans Tænder. Ogsaa han bliver reddet for vor Gud, han bliver som en Slægt i Juda, Ekron som en Jebusit.

8 But I will camp around My house because of an army, because of those who march to and fro, and never again will an oppressor overrun My people, for now I keep watch with My own eyes.

Som en Vagt lejrer jeg mig for mit Hus mod dem, som kommer og gaar; aldrig mer skal en Voldsmand gaa igennem deres Land, thi nu har jeg set det med mine egne Øjne.

9 Rejoice greatly, O Daughter of Zion! Shout in triumph, O Daughter of Jerusalem! See, your King comes to you, righteous and victorious, humble and riding on a donkey, on a colt, the foal of a donkey.

Fryd dig saare, Zions Datter, raab med Glæde, Jerusalems Datter! Se, din Konge kommer til dig. Retfærdig og sejrrig er han, ydmyg, ridende paa et Æsel, paa en Asenindes Føl.

10 And I will cut off the chariot from Ephraim and the horse from Jerusalem, and the bow of war will be broken. Then He will proclaim peace to the nations. His dominion will extend from sea to sea, and from the Euphrates to the ends of the earth.

Han udrydder Vognene af Efraim, Hestene af Jerusalem, Stridsbuerne ryddes til Side. Hans Ord stifter Fred mellem Folkene, han hersker fra Hav til Hav, fra Floden til Jordens Ende.

11 As for you, because of the blood of My covenant, I will release your prisoners from the waterless pit.

For Pagtblodets Skyld vil jeg ogsaa slippe dine Fanger ud, ja ud af den vandløse Brønd.

12 Return to your stronghold, O prisoners of hope; even today I declare that I will restore to you double.

Hjem til Borgen, I Fanger med Haab! Ogsaa i Dag forkyndes: Jeg giver dig tvefold Bod!

13 For I will bend Judah as My bow and fit it with Ephraim. I will rouse your sons, O Zion, against the sons of Greece. I will make you like the sword of a mighty man.

Thi jeg spænder mig Juda som Bue, lægger Efraim paa som Pil og vækker dine Sønner, Zion, imod dine Sønner, Javan. Jeg gør dig som Heltens Sværd.

14 Then the LORD will appear over them, and His arrow will go forth like lightning. The Lord GOD will sound the ram’s horn and advance in the whirlwinds of the south.

Over dem viser sig HERREN, hans Pil farer ud som et Lyn. Den Herre HERREN støder i Horn, skrider frem i Søndenstorm;

15 The LORD of Hosts will shield them. They will destroy and conquer with slingstones; they will drink and roar as with wine. And they will be filled like sprinkling bowls, drenched like the corners of the altar.

dem værner Hærskarers HERRE. De opæder, nedtramper Slyngekasterne, drikker deres Blod som Vin og fyldes som Offerskaalen, som Alterets Hjørner.

16 On that day the LORD their God will save them as the flock of His people; for like jewels in a crown they will sparkle over His land.

HERREN deres Gud skal paa denne Dag frelse dem som sit Folks Hjord; thi de er Kronesten, der funkler over hans Land.

17 How lovely they will be, and how beautiful! Grain will make the young men flourish, and new wine, the young women.

Hvor det er dejligt, hvor skønt! Thi Korn giver blomstrende Ungersvende, Most giver blomstrende Møer.