Micah 4
1 In the last days, the mountain where the Lord's Temple stands will be recognized as the highest of all mountains, rising above other hills. Crowds of people from many places will travel to it.
Men det skal ske i de sidste Dage, at Herrens Hus's Bjerg skal være grundfæstet oven paa Bjergene og ophøjet over Højene, og Folkene skulle strømme til det.
2 Many nations will come and say, “Let's go up to the mountain of the Lord, to the Temple of the God of Jacob. There God will teach us his ways and we will follow his directions.” God's teachings will spread out from Zion, his word from Jerusalem.
Og mange Hedninger skulle komme og sige: Kommer og lader os gaa op til Herrens Bjerg og til Jakobs Guds Hus, at han maa lære os sine Veje, og vi maa vandre paa hans Stier; thi fra Zion skal udgaa Lov og Herrens Ord fra Jerusalem.
3 The Lord will decide the cases of the nations, he will settle arguments between distant powerful nations. They will hammer their swords and turn them into plough blades, and their spears into pruning hooks. Nations will not fight against each other anymore; they will no longer learn methods of warfare.
Og han skal dømme imellem mange Folkeslag og holde Ret for vældige Hedningefolk ud i det fjerne; og de skulle omsmede deres Sværd til Hakker og deres Spyd til Haveknive, et Folk skal ikke løfte Sværd imod et andet, og de skulle ikke ydermere øve sig i. Krig.
4 Everyone will be able to sit under their own vine and their own fig tree, for there will be no one to make them afraid. I the Lord Almighty has spoken!
Men de skulle bo, hver under sit Vintræ og under sit Figentræ, og ingen skal forfærde dem; thi den Herre Zebaoths Mund har talt.
5 Even though all the other nations follow their gods, we will follow the Lord our God forever and ever.
Thi alle Folk vandre hvert i sin Guds Navn; men vi vandre i Herrens vor Guds Navn, evindelig og altid.
6 On that day, declares the Lord, I will gather those who are lame, I will bring together those who have been scattered in exile, those whom I punished.
Paa denne Dag, siger Herren, vil jeg sanke det haltende og samle det fordrevne og det, som jeg har handlet ilde med.
7 I will make those who remain, crippled and driven far away, into a strong nation, and the Lord will rule them from Mount Zion forever and ever.
Og jeg vil gøre det haltende til en Levning og det bortkomne til et stærkt Folk; og Herren skal regere over dem paa Zions Bjerg, fra nu og indtil Evighed.
8 And as for you, Jerusalem, watchtower of the flock, your former royal rule and power will be returned to you: the kingdom will be given back to Jerusalem.
Og du, Hyrdetaarn, Zions Datters Høj! til dig skal det komme; ja, komme skal det tidligere Herredømme, Kongedømmet over Jerusalems Datter.
9 So why are you screaming aloud? Don't you have a king? Has the king who advises you died so that pain has gripped you like a woman in childbirth?
Nu, hvorfor raaber du saa saare? er der ingen Konge udi dig? eller er din Raadgiver omkommen? thi Smerte har betaget dig som den fødende Kvinde.
10 Thrash around in agony like a woman giving birth, people of Zion—for you will be expelled from the city, forced to camp out in the open, and exiled to Babylon. But the Lord will bring you back, and rescue you from the power of your enemies.
Vrid dig, og vaand dig i Smerte, du Zions Datter som den fødende Kvinde! thi nu skal du drage ud af Staden og bo paa Marken og komme lige til Babel; der skal du udfries, der skal Herren genløse dig af dine Fjenders Haand.
11 Right now many enemies are gathered against you, saying, “Let us attack and violate her, so we can look with gloating over Zion!”
Og nu ere vel mange Folkefærd samlede imod dig, hvilke sige: Hun vorde vanhelliget! og vore Øjne se deres Lyst paa Zion!
12 But they don't know what the Lord is thinking, and don't understand what he is planning. He has brought them together like bundles of grain to the threshing floor.
Men de kende ikke Herrens Tanker og forstaa ikke hans Raad, thi han har samlet dem som Neg til Tærskepladsen.
13 People of Zion, get up and start threshing, for I will make for you iron horns and bronze hooves so you can break many nations into pieces. You will present their stolen plunder to the Lord, their wealth to the Lord of all the earth.
Gør dig rede og tærsk, du Zions Datter! thi jeg gør dit Horn til Jern og gør dine Hove til Kobber, at du maa sønderknuse mange Folk, og at jeg kan vie Herren deres Bytte og hele Jordens Herre deres Gods.
