Jeremiah 14
1 This is a message from the Lord that came to Jeremiah regarding the drought:
HERRENs Ord, som kom til Jeremias om tørken.
2 Judah is in mourning; her towns are wasting away. Her people are weeping for the land, and a cry for help comes from Jerusalem.
Juda sørger; dets Porte vansmægter sørgeklædt i Støvet, Jerusalems Skrig stiger op,
3 Rich people send their servants to get water. They go to the cisterns, but don't find any water. They return with empty jars, disappointed and ashamed, covering their heads.
og dets Stormænd sender deres Drenge efter Vand, de kommer til Brønde, men finder ej Vand, vender hjem med tomme Spande, med Skam og Skændsel og tilhyllet Hoved.
4 The ground has dried up because there hasn't been any rain in the land. The farmers are ashamed; they cover their heads.
Over Jorden, som revner af Angst, da Regn ej falder i Landet, er Bønderne beskæmmede, tilhyller Hovedet.
5 Even the deer abandons her newborn fawn because there's no grass.
Selv Hinden på Marken forlader sin nyfødte Kalv, thi Græs er der ikke.
6 Wild donkeys stand on the bare hills, panting like jackals. Their eyesight fails because they have nothing to eat.
På nøgne Høje står Vildæsler og snapper efter Luft som Sjakaler, deres Øjne vansmægter, thi Grønt er der ikke.
7 Even though our sins give evidence against us, Lord, please do something for us because of your good nature. Yes, we have rebelled against you so often; we have sinned against you.
Vidner vore Synder imod os, HERRE, grib så for dit Navns Skyld ind! Thi mange Gange faldt vi fra, mod dig har vi syndet.
8 You are the hope of Israel, our Savior in times of trouble. Why do you act like a foreigner in our country, like a traveler who only stays a night?
Du Israels Håb og Frelser i Nødens Stund! Hvorfor er du som fremmed i Landet, som en Vandringsmand, der kun søger Nattely?
9 Why do you act like someone caught unawares, like a powerful warrior who can't help? You are here among us, Lord, and we are known as your people. Please don't give up on us!
Hvorfor er du som en rådvild Mand, som en Helt, der ikke kan frelse? Du er dog i vor Midte, HERRE, dit Navn er nævnet over os, så lad os ej fare!
10 This is what the Lord says about his people: They really love to wander away from me—they don't even try to stop themselves. So the Lord refuses to accept them. Now he'll remember their guilty actions and punish them for their sins.
Så siger HERREN til dette Folk: De elsker at flakke omkring og sparer ej Fødderne, men ejer ikke HERRENs Behag. Han ihukommer nu deres Brøde, hjemsøger deres Synder.
11 The Lord told me, Don't pray for the welfare of this people.
Og HERREN sagde til mig: "Bed ikke om Lykke for dette Folk!
12 Even if they fast, I won't listen to their cry. Even though they offer burnt offerings and grain offerings, I won't accept them. On the contrary I will wipe them out by sword and famine and plague.
Når de faster, hører jeg ikke deres Klage, og når de ofrer Brændoffer og Afgrødeoffer, har jeg ikke Behag i dem; nej, med Sværd, Hunger og Pest vil jeg gøre Ende på dem!"
13 “Oh Lord God!” I answered, “Look what prophets are telling them, claiming to be speaking for you: ‘You won't see war or suffer from famine, but I will give you peace that lasts here in this place.’”
Da sagde jeg: "Ak, Herre, HERRE! Profeterne siger jo til dem: I skal ikke se Sværd, og Hungersnød skal ikke komme over eder, thi tryg Fred giver jeg eder på dette Sted."
14 The prophets are prophesying lies in my name, replied the Lord. I didn't send them or choose them or speak to them. It's a lying vision, an empty prediction, a deluded, deceitful product of their own minds that they are prophesying to you.
HERREN svarede: "Profeterne profeterer Løgn i mit Navn; jeg har ikke sendt dem eller givet dem noget Bud eller talet til dem. Løgnesyner og falsk Spådom og deres Hjertes Bedrag er det, de profeterer for eder!
15 So this is what the Lord says about such prophets who prophesy in my name: I didn't send them, but even so they say, “This country won't suffer war or famine.” These same prophets will die from war or famine!
Derfor, så siger HERREN til Profeterne, der profeterer i mit Navn, skønt jeg ikke har sendt dem, og som siger, at der ikke skal komme Sværd eller Hunger i dette Land: Disse Profeter skal omkomme ved Sværd og Hunger;
16 The bodies of the people they prophesied to will be thrown into the streets of Jerusalem because of famine and war. There won't be anyone to bury them or their wives, their sons or their daughters. I will pour out their own evil on them.
og folket, de profeterer for, skal slænges hen på Jerusalems Gader for Hunger og Sværd, og ingen skal jorde dem, hverken dem eller deres Hustruer, Sønner eller Døtre. Jeg udøser deres Ondskab over dem."
17 This is what you are to tell them: Tears flow from my eyes without stopping day or night, because my people have been crushed by a heavy blow, a really serious wound.
Og du skal sige dette Ord til dem: Mine Øjne skal rinde med Gråd ved Nat og ved Dag og aldrig høre op; thi mit Folks jomfruelige Datter ligger lemlæstet hårdt, Såret er såre svart.
18 If I go out to the countryside, I see those killed by the sword; if I go into the city, I see those dying by famine. Both prophets and priests wander around the country—they don't know what they're doing.
Hvis jeg går ud på Marken, se sværdslagne Mænd, og kommer jeg ind i Byen, se Hungerens Kvaler! Thi både Profet og Præst drager bort til et Land, de ej kender.
19 Have you really rejected Judah? Do you hate Zion so much? Why have you wounded us so badly that we can't be healed? We hoped for peace, but instead nothing good has come; we hoped for a time of healing, but instead there was only sudden terror.
Har du ganske vraget Juda, væmmes din Sjæl ved Zion? Hvorfor har du slået os, så ingen kan læge? Man håber på Fred, men det bliver ej godt, på Lægedoms Tid, men se, der er Rædsel.
20 Lord, we admit our wickedness, the guilt of our forefathers as well as our own sins against you.
Vi kender vor Gudløshed, HERRE, vore Fædres Brøde, thi vi synded mod dig.
21 Because of your own reputation please don't hate us; don't bring dishonor on your glorious throne. Please remember your agreement with us; don't break it.
Bortstød os ikke for dit Navns Skyld, vanær ej din Herligheds Trone, kom i Hu og bryd ej din Pagt med os!
22 Can the false gods of the other nations bring rain? Can the skies themselves send showers? No, it's you, Lord our God. So we put our hope in you, because only you can do all this.
Kan blandt Hedningeguderne nogen sende Regn, giver Himlen Nedbør af sig selv? Er det ikke dig, o HERRE vor Gud? Så bier vi på dig, thi du skabte alt dette.
