Zechariah 11
1 Let your doors be open, O Lebanon, so that fire may be burning among your cedars.
Oplad dine Døre, Libanon! og Ild tære paa dine Gedre!
2 Give a cry of grief, O fir-tree, for the fall of the cedar, because the great ones have been made low: give cries of grief, O you oaks of Bashan, for the strong trees of the wood have come down.
Hyl, Cypres! thi Gederen er falden, thi de, som vare de herlige, ere ødelagte; hyler, Basans Ege! thi den velforvarede Skov er fældet.
3 The sound of the crying of the keepers of the flock! for their glory is made waste: the sound of the loud crying of the young lions! for the pride of Jordan is made waste.
Hyrdernes Hyl lyder, thi deres Herlighed er ødelagt; de unge Løvers Brøl lyder, thi Jordanens Stolthed er ødelagt.
4 This is what the Lord my God has said: Take care of the flock of death;
Saa sagde Herren, min Gud: Vogt de Slagtefaar,
5 Whose owners put them to death and have no sense of sin; and those who get a price for them say, May the Lord be praised for I have much wealth: and the keepers of the flock have no pity for them.
hvilke de, der købe dem, dræbe og blive ikke strafskyldige, medens de, der sælge dem, sige: Lovet være Herren, at jeg bliver rig; og ingen af deres Hyrder sparer dem.
6 For I will have no more pity for the people of the land, says the Lord; but I will give up everyone into his neighbour's hand and into the hand of his king: and they will make the land waste, and I will not keep them safe from their hands.
Thi jeg vil ikke længere spare Jordens Beboere, siger Herren; og se, jeg vil overgive Menneskene den ene i den andens Haand og i hans Konges Haand, og de skulle ødelægge Jorden, og jeg vil ikke redde af deres Haand.
7 So I took care of the flock of death, for those who made profit out of the flock; and I took for myself two rods, naming one Beautiful, and the other Bands; and I took care of the flock.
Og jeg fødte Slagtefaarene derhos de elendige af Faarene; og jeg tog mig to Stave, den ene kaldte jeg: „Liflighed” og den anden kaldte jeg: „Baand”, og jeg vogtede Faarene,
8 And in one month I put an end to the three keepers of the flock; for my soul was tired of them, and their souls were disgusted with me.
og jeg tilintetgjorde de tre af Hyrderne i een Maaned. Men min Sjæl blev utaalmodig over dem, og deres Sjæl blev ogsaa ked af mig;
9 And I said, I will not take care of you: If death comes to any, let death be its fate; if any is cut off, let it be cut off; and let the rest take one another's flesh for food.
og jeg sagde: Jeg vil ikke vogte eder; hvad som dør, maa dø, og hvad som omkommer, maa omkomme, og de overblevne maa æde, den ene den andens Kød.
10 And I took my rod Beautiful, cutting it in two, so that the Lord's agreement, which he had made with all the peoples, might be broken.
Og jeg tog min Stav „Liflighed og sønderhuggede den for at tilintetgøre min Pagt, som jeg havde gjort med alle Folkeslag.
11 And it was broken on that day: and the sheep-traders, who were watching me, were certain that it was the word of the Lord.
Og den blev gjort til intet paa samme Dag, og saaledes forstode de elendige af Faarene, som agtede paa mig, at det var Herrens Ord.
12 And I said to them, If it seems good to you, give me my payment; and if not, do not give it. So they gave me my payment by weight, thirty shekels of silver.
Og jeg sagde til dem: Dersom det synes godt for eders Øjne, da giver mig min Løn, og hvis ikke, da lader det være; og de afvejede som min Løn tredive Sekel Sølv.
13 And the Lord said to me, Put it into the store-house, the price at which I was valued by them. And I took the thirty shekels of silver and put them into the store-house in the house of the Lord.
Og Herren sagde til mig: Kast den hen til Pottemageren, den herlige Pris, som jeg er agtet værd af dem! og jeg tog de tredive Sekel Sølv og kastede dem hen i Herrens Hus til Pottemageren.
14 Then I took my other rod, the one named Bands, cutting it in two, so that the relation of brothers between Judah and Israel might be broken.
Og jeg sønderhuggede min anden Stav, kaldet „Baand”, for at tilintetgøre Broderskabet imellem Juda og Israel.
15 And the Lord said to me, Take again the instruments of a foolish keeper of sheep.
Og Herren sagde til mig: Tag dig endnu en taabelig Hyrdes Redskab!
16 For see, I will put a sheep-keeper over the land, who will have no care for that which is cut off, and will not go in search of the wanderers, or make well what is broken, and he will not give food to that which is ill, but he will take for his food the flesh of the fat, and let their feet be broken.
Thi se, jeg lader en Hyrde fremstaa i Landet; dem, som ere nær ved at omkomme, skal han ikke se til, det forvildede skal han ikke opsøge, det, som har taget Skade, skal han ikke læge; det, som holder sig oprejst, skal han ikke forsørge, men Kødet af det fedede skal han æde, og dets Klove skal han sønderrive.
17 A curse on the foolish keeper who goes away from the flock! the sword will be on his arm and on his right eye: his arm will become quite dry and his eye will be made completely dark.
Ve den unyttige Hyrde, som forlader Faarene! et Sværd skal komme imod hans Arm og imod hans højre Øje; hans Arm skal visne hen, og hans højre Øje skal blive aldeles dunkelt.
