Jeremiah 10
1 Give ear to the word which the Lord says to you, O people of Israel:
Oigan la Palabra que Yavé les dice, oh Casa de Israel.
2 This is what the Lord has said: Do not go in the way of the nations; have no fear of the signs of heaven, for the nations go in fear of them.
Yavé dice: No aprendan el camino de las naciones, ni tengan temor a las señales del cielo, aunque las naciones las teman.
3 For that which is feared by the people is foolish: it is the work of the hands of the workman; for a tree is cut down by him out of the woods with his axe.
Porque las costumbres de los pueblos son vanidad. Cortan un árbol del bosque, la mano de un artífice lo labra con azuela,
4 They make it beautiful with silver and gold; they make it strong with nails and hammers, so that it may not be moved.
lo adornan con plata y oro, y lo sujetan con clavos y martillo para que no se caiga.
5 It is like a pillar in a garden of plants, and has no voice: it has to be lifted, for it has no power of walking. Have no fear of it; for it has no power of doing evil and it is not able to do any good.
Son como un espantapájaros en un huerto de pepinos: no hablan. Son llevados porque no pueden andar. No tengan temor a ellos, porque ni pueden hacer mal. Ni para hacer bien tienen poder.
6 There is no one like you, O Lord; you are great and your name is great in power.
¡Oh Yavé, nadie hay como Tú! ¡Grande eres, grande es tu Nombre en poder!
7 Who would not have fear of you, O King of the nations? for it is your right: for among all the wise men of the nations, and in all their kingdoms, there is no one like you.
¿Quién no te temerá, oh Rey de las naciones? Porque a Ti se debe temor, pues entre todos los sabios de las naciones y entre todos sus reinos no hay alguno comparable a Ti.
8 But they are together like beasts and foolish: the teaching of false gods is wood.
Todos son estúpidos y necios con su disciplina de engaño, su ídolo de madera.
9 Silver hammered into plates is sent from Tarshish, and gold from Uphaz, the work of the expert workman and of the hands of the gold-worker; blue and purple is their clothing, all the work of expert men.
Traen plata batida de Tarsis y oro de Ufaz, obra de orífice y de la mano del fundidor. Su ropa es de tela azul y púrpura, obra de hábil artesano.
10 But the Lord is the true God; he is the living God and an eternal king: when he is angry, the earth is shaking with fear, and the nations give way before his wrath.
Pero Yavé es el ʼElohim verdadero. ¡Él es el ʼElohim viviente y el Rey eterno! Con su ira se estremece la tierra. Las naciones no pueden soportar su furor.
11 This is what you are to say to them: The gods who have not made the heavens and the earth will be cut off from the earth and from under the heavens.
Les dirán: Los ʼela que no hicieron el cielo ni la tierra desaparecerán de la tierra y de debajo del cielo.
12 He has made the earth by his power, he has made the world strong in its place by his wisdom, and by his wise design the heavens have been stretched out.
[Él] es Quien hizo la tierra con su poder, Quien estableció el mundo con su sabiduría y extendió los cielos con su inteligencia.
13 At the sound of his voice there is a massing of waters in the heavens, and he makes the mists go up from the ends of the earth; he makes the thunder-flames for the rain, and sends out the wind from his store-houses.
Cuando Él emite su voz, hay una abundancia de agua en el cielo. Eleva la neblina desde lo último de la tierra. Hace los relámpagos para la lluvia y saca el viento de sus depósitos.
14 Then every man becomes like a beast without knowledge; every gold-worker is put to shame by the image he has made: for his metal image is deceit, and there is no breath in them.
Todo hombre es estúpido, sin conocimiento. Todo fundidor es avergonzado por una imagen, porque su imagen moldeada es falsedad. No hay aliento en ella.
15 They are nothing, a work of error: in the time of their punishment, destruction will overtake them.
Obras vanas y ridículas, que perecerán en el tiempo de su castigo.
16 The heritage of Jacob is not like these; for the maker of all things is his heritage: the Lord of armies is his name.
La Porción de Jacob no es parecida a ellas, porque Él es el Hacedor de todo, e Israel es la tribu de su heredad. ¡Yavé de las huestes es su Nombre!
17 Get your goods together and go out of the land, O you who are shut up in the walled town.
Recoge del suelo tu equipaje, tú que vives bajo asedio.
18 For the Lord has said, I will send the people in flight like a stone from the land at this time, troubling them so that they will be conscious of it.
Porque Yavé dice: Ciertamente esta vez lanzaré a los habitantes de la tierra con honda, y los afligiré para que lo sientan.
19 Sorrow is mine for I am wounded! my wound may not be made well; and I said, Cruel is my disease, I may not be free from it.
¡Ay de mí, a causa de mi quebrantamiento! Mi herida es incurable. Pero dije: Ciertamente ésta es mi aflicción y debo soportarla.
20 My tent is pulled down and all my cords are broken: my children have gone from me, and they are not: no longer is there anyone to give help in stretching out my tent and hanging up my curtains.
Mi tienda fue destruida y todas mis cuerdas están rotas. Se fueron mis hijos y ya no están. Ya no hay quien levante mi tienda, ni quien extienda mis cortinas.
21 For the keepers of the sheep have become like beasts, not looking to the Lord for directions: so they have not done wisely and all their flocks have been put to flight.
Porque los pastores se embrutecieron y no buscaron a Yavé. Por eso no prosperaron y todo su rebaño se dispersó.
22 News is going about, see, it is coming, a great shaking is coming from the north country, so that the towns of Judah may be made waste and become the living-place of jackals.
¡Oigan un rumor! ¡Viene un gran tumulto de la tierra del norte para convertir las ciudades de Judá en desolación y en guarida de chacales!
23 O Lord, I am conscious that a man's way is not in himself: man has no power of guiding his steps.
Oh Yavé, reconozco que el camino del hombre no está en él mismo, ni al hombre que camina corresponde dirigir sus propios pasos.
24 O Lord, put me right, but with wise purpose; not in your wrath, or you will make me small.
Corrígeme, oh Yavé, pero con justicia, no con tu furor, pues me reducirás a nada.
25 Let your wrath be let loose on the nations which have no knowledge of you, and on the families who give no worship to your name: for they have made a meal of Jacob, truly they have made a meal of him and put an end to him and made his fields a waste.
Derrama tu furor sobre los pueblos que no te conocen, sobre las naciones que no invocan tu Nombre, porque devoraron a Jacob. Lo devoraron, lo consumieron y desolaron su morada.
