Zechariah 11
1 Open thy doors, O Lebanon, that the fire may devour thy cedars.
Libanon, luk Dørerne op, så Ild kan fortære dine Cedre!
2 Howl, cypress, for the cedar is fallen; because the noble ones are spoiled. Howl, ye oaks of Bashan; for the strong forest is come down.
Klag, Cypres, thi Cedren er faldet. de ædle Træer lagt øde! Klag, I Basans Ege, thi Fredskoven ligger fældet!
3 A voice of howling of the shepherds; for their glory is spoiled: a voice of roaring of young lions; for the pride of Jordan is spoiled.
Hør, hvor Hyrderne klager, thi deres Græsgang er hærget; hør, hvor Løverne brøler, thi Jordans Tykning er hærget.
4 Thus saith Jehovah my God: Feed the flock of slaughter,
Således sagde HERREN min Gud: Røgt Slagtefårene,
5 whose possessors slay them without being held guilty; and they that sell them say, Blessed be Jehovah! for I am become rich; and their own shepherds pity them not.
hvis Køber slagter dem uden at føle Skyld, og hvis Sælger siger: "HERREN være lovet, jeg blev rig." Og deres Hyrder sparer dem ikke.
6 For I will no more pity the inhabitants of the land, saith Jehovah, and behold, I will deliver men, every one into his neighbour's hand, and into the hand of his king; and they shall smite the land, and I will not deliver out of their hand.
(Thi jeg vil ikke længer spare Landets Indbyggere, lyder det fra HERREN; men se, jeg lader hvert Menneske falde i sin Hyrdes og sin Konges Hånd; og de skal ødelægge Landet, og jeg vil ingen redde af deres Hånd).
7 So I fed the flock of slaughter, truly the poor of the flock. And I took unto me two staves; the one I called Beauty, and the other I called Bands; and I fed the flock.
Så røgtede jeg Slagtefårene for Fåreprangerne og tog mig to Stave; den ene kaldte jeg "Liflighed", den anden "Bånd"; og jeg røgtede Fårene.
8 And I destroyed three shepherds in one month; and my soul was vexed with them, and their soul also loathed me.
(Og jeg ryddede de tre Hyrder af Vejen i een Måned). Så tabte jeg Tålmodigheden med dem, og de blev også kede af mig.
9 And I said, I will not feed you: that which dieth, let it die; and that which perisheth let it perish; and let them which are left eat every one the flesh of another.
Og jeg sagde: "Jeg vil ikke røgte eder; lad dø, hvad dø skal, lad bortkomme, hvad bortkomme skal, og lad de andre æde hverandres Kød!"
10 And I took my staff, Beauty, and cut it asunder, that I might break my covenant which I had made with all the peoples.
Så tog jeg Staven, som hed "Liflighed". og sønderbrød den for at bryde den Overenskomst, jeg havde sluttet (med alle Folkeslag;
11 And it was broken in that day; and so the poor of the flock that gave heed to me knew that it was the word of Jehovah.
og den blev brudt samme Dag, og Fåreprangerne, som holdt Øje med mig, kendte, at det var HERRENs Ord).
12 And I said unto them, If ye think good, give [me] my hire; and if not, forbear. And they weighed for my hire thirty silver-pieces.
Og jeg sagde til dem: "Om I synes, så giv mig min Løn; hvis ikke, så lad være!" Så afvejede de min Løn, tredive Sekel Sølv.
13 And Jehovah said unto me, Cast it unto the potter: a goodly price that I was prized at by them. And I took the thirty silver-pieces, and cast them to the potter in the house of Jehovah.
Men HERREN sagde til mig: "Kast den til Pottemageren", den dejlige Pris, de har vurderet mig til!" Og jeg tog de tredive Sekel Sølv og kastede dem til Pottemageren i HERRENs Hus.
14 And I cut asunder mine other staff, Bands, to break the brotherhood between Judah and Israel.
Så sønderbrød jeg den anden Hyrdestav "Bånd" for at bryde Broderskabet imellem Juda og Jerusalem.
15 And Jehovah said unto me, Take unto thee yet the instruments of a foolish shepherd.
Siden sagde HERREN til mig: Udstyr dig atter som en Hyrde, en Dåre af en Hyrde!
16 For behold, I will raise up a shepherd in the land, who shall not visit those that are about to perish, neither shall seek that which is strayed away, nor heal that which is wounded, nor feed that which is sound; but he will eat the flesh of the fat, and tear their hoofs in pieces.
(Thi se, jeg lader en Hyrde fremstå i Landet). Han tager sig ikke af det bortkomne, leder ikke efter det vildfarne, læger ikke det brudte og har ikke Omhu for det sunde, men spiser Kødef af de fede Dyr og river Klovene af dem.
17 Woe to the worthless shepherd that leaveth the flock! The sword shall be upon his arm, and upon his right eye; his arm shall be clean dried up, and his right eye utterly darkened.
Ve, min Dåre af en Hyrde, som svigter Fårene! Et Sværd imod hans Arm og hans højre Øje! Hans Arm skal vorde vissen, hans højre Øje blindes.
