Micah 7
1 Woe to me, for I have become just like one who gleans the clusters of the vintage in autumn. There is no cluster of grapes to consume; my soul desired figs out of season.
Ve mig! thi det er gaaet mig som ved Indsamlingen af Sommerfrugt, som ved Eftersankningen efter Vinhøsten; der er ikke en Vindrue til at æde, ingen tidlig moden Figen, som min Sjæl havde Lyst til.
2 The holy ones pass away from the land, and there is no one righteous among men. All wait in ambush for blood; a man hunts his brother to death.
Den fromme er forsvunden fra Jorden, og der er ikke en oprigtig iblandt Menneskene: De lure alle efter Blod, jage den ene deji anden i Garnet.
3 The evil of their hands, they call good. The leader is demanding, and the judge is yielding, and the great is speaking the desire of his soul, and they have confused it.
Til det onde ere Hænder rede for at gøre det til Gavns; Fyrsten gør Fordring, og Dommeren er villig for Gentjeneste, og den mægtige udtaler sin Sjæls Attraa, og saa sno de det sammen.
4 Whoever is best among them is like a thorny plant, and he who is righteous is like a thorny hedge. The day of your inspection, your visitation, arrives. Now will be their ruination.
Den bedste af dem er som Torn, den oprigtigste som et Tjørnegærde; dine Vægteres Dag, din Hjemsøgelse kommer; nu skal deres Forstyrrelse være der.
5 Do not be willing to believe a friend. And do not be willing to confide in a commander. From her, who sleeps in your bosom, keep the doors of your mouth closed.
Tror ikke paa en Ven, forlader eder ikke paa en fortrolig: Var din Munds Døre for hende, som ligger ved din Barm.
6 For the son acts with contempt for the father, and the daughter rises up against her mother, the daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law, and a man’s enemies are those of his own household.
Thi Sønnen ringeagter Faderen, Datteren sætter sig op imod sin Moder, Sønnens Hustru imod sin Mands Moder, en Mand har Fjender i sine egne Husfolk.
7 But I will look towards the Lord. I will wait for God, my Savior. My God will hear me.
Men jeg vil skue ud efter Herren, jeg vil bie efter min Frelses Gud; min Gud vil høre mig.
8 You, my enemy, should not rejoice over me because I have fallen. I will rise up, when I sit in darkness. The Lord is my light.
Glæd dig ikke over mig, min Modstanderinde! thi er jeg falden, skal jeg staa op igen, og sidder jeg i Mørket, skal Herren være mit Lys.
9 I will carry the wrath of the Lord, because I have sinned against him, until he may judge my case and execute judgment for me. He will lead me into the light. I will behold his justice.
Herrens Vrede vil jeg bære, thi jeg har syndet imod ham, — indtil han udfører min Sag og skaffer mig Ret; han skal føre mig ud til Lyset, jeg skal skue hans Retfærdighed.
10 And my enemy will look, and she will be covered with confusion, she who says to me, “Where is the Lord your God?” My eyes will look upon her. Now she will be trampled underfoot like the mud of the streets.
Og min Modstanderinde maa se det, og Skam skal bedække hende, idet hun siger til mig: Hvor er Herren din Gud? mine Øjne skulle se deres Lyst paa hende; nu skal hun blive til at nedtrædes som Dynd paa Gader.
11 The day that your walls will be rebuilt, in that day the law will be far away.
Der kommer en Dag, da man skal bygge dine Mure; paa denne Dag skal Grænse være fjern.
12 In that day also, they will come towards you even from Assur, and even to the fortified cities, and from the fortified cities even to the river, and from sea to sea, and from mountain to mountain.
Paa den Dag, da skal man komme til dig lige fra Assur og Ægyptens Stæder, og lige fra Ægypten og indtil Floden, og til Hav fra Hav, og fra Bjerg til Bjerget.
13 And the land will be in desolation, because of its inhabitants and because of the fruit of their intentions.
Og Jorden skal blive til Øde for sine Beboeres Skyld, formedelst deres Idrætters Frugt.
14 With your rod, pasture your people, the flock of your inheritance, living alone in the narrow forest, in the midst of Carmel. They will graze in Bashan and Gilead, as in the ancient days.
Vogt med din Stav dit Folk, din Arvs Hjord, som bor ene for sig, i Skoven midt paa Karmel; lad dem græsse i Basan og Gilead som i gamle Dage!
15 As in the days of your departure from the land of Egypt, I will reveal miracles to him.
Som i de Dage, da du drog ud af Ægyptens Land, vil jeg lade det se underfulde Ting.
16 The nations will look, and they will be confounded at the strength of them all. They will place hand over mouth; their ears will be deaf.
Hedningerne skulle se det og beskæmmes for al deres Vælde; de skulle lægge Haand paa Mund; deres Øren skulle blive døve.
17 They will lick the dust like serpents, and, like the creeping things of the earth, they will be disturbed in their houses. They will dread the Lord our God, and they will fear you.
De skulle slikke Støv som Slangen, som Jordens Kryb skulle de komme bævende frem fra deres Borge; til Herren vor Gud skulle de skælvende komme og frygte for dig.
18 What God is like you, who takes away iniquity and passes over the sin of the remnant of your inheritance? No longer will he send forth his fury, because he is willing to be merciful.
Hvo er en Gud som du, der borttager Misgerning og gaar Overtrædelse forbi for det overblevne af sin Arv? han holder ikke fast ved sin Vrede evindelig, thi han har Lyst til Miskundhed.
19 He will turn back and have mercy on us. He will put away our iniquities, and he will cast all our sins into the depths of the sea.
Han skal atter forbarme sig over os, han skal træde vore Misgerninger under Fødder; og du skal kaste alle deres Synder i Havets Dyb.
20 You will give the truth to Jacob, mercy to Abraham, which you swore to our fathers from the ancient days.
Du skal bevise Jakob Sandhed, Abraham Miskundhed, som du har svoret vore Fædre fra de gamle Dage af.
