Jeremiah 12
1 Right wouldest Thou be, O LORD, were I to contend with Thee, yet will I reason with Thee: Wherefore doth the way of the wicked prosper? Wherefore are all they secure that deal very treacherously?
Herre, Retten er din, naar jeg trætter med dig, og dog maa jeg tale med dig om Ret. Hvi følger Lykken de gudløses Vej, hvi er alle troløse trygge?
2 Thou hast planted them, yea, they have taken root; they grow, yea, they bring forth fruit; Thou art near in their mouth, and far from their reins.
Du planter dem, og de slaar rod, de trives og bærer Frugt. De har dig i Munden, men ikke i Hjertet.
3 But Thou, O LORD, knowest me, Thou seest me, and triest my heart toward Thee; pull them out like sheep for the slaughter, and prepare them for the day of slaughter.
Du, HERRE, du kender mig, ser mig og prøver mit Hjertelag mod dig. Riv dem bort som Faar til Slagtning, vi dem til Blodbadets Dag!
4 How long shall the land mourn, and the herbs of the whole field wither? For the wickedness of them that dwell therein, the beasts are consumed, and the birds; because they said: 'He seeth not our end.'
(Hvor længe skal Landet sørge, al Markens Urter visne? For Indbyggernes Ondskabs Skyld omkommer Dyr og Fugle; thi man siger: »Han skuer ikke, hvorledes det vil gaa os.«)
5 'If thou hast run with the footmen, and they have wearied thee, then how canst thou contend with horses? And though in a land of peace thou art secure, yet how wilt thou do in the thickets of the Jordan?
»Naar Fodgængere løber dig træt, hvor kan du da kappes med Heste? Og er du ej tryg i et fredeligt Land, hvad vil du saa gøre i Jordans Stolthed?
6 For even thy brethren, and the house of thy father, even they have dealt treacherously with thee, even they have cried aloud after thee; believe them not, though they speak fair words unto thee.'
Thi selv dine Brødre og din Faders Hus er troløse imod dig, selv de skriger af fuld Hals efter dig; tro dem ikke, naar de giver dig gode Ord!«
7 I have forsaken My house, I have cast off My heritage; I have given the dearly beloved of My soul into the hand of her enemies.
Mit Hus har jeg opgivet, bortstødt min Arvelod, givet min elskede hen i hendes Fjenders Haand.
8 My heritage is become unto Me as a lion in the forest; she hath uttered her voice against Me; therefore have I hated her.
Min Arvelod blev for mig som en Løve i Skoven, den løftede Røsten imod mig, derfor maa jeg hade den.
9 Is My heritage unto Me as a speckled bird of prey? Are the birds of prey against her round about? Come ye, assemble all the beasts of the field, bring them to devour.
Er min Arvelod blevet mig en spraglet Fugl, omgivet af Fugle? Lad alle de vilde Dyr samles, hent dem hid for at æde!
10 Many shepherds have destroyed My vineyard, they have trodden My portion under foot, they have made My pleasant portion a desolate wilderness.
Hyrder i Mængde ødelægger min Vingaard, nedtramper min Arvelod, min yndige Arvelod gør de til øde Ørk;
11 They have made it a desolation, it mourneth unto Me, being desolate; the whole land is made desolate, because no man layeth it to heart.
de lægger den øde, den sørger øde for mit Aasyn. Hele Landet er ødelagt, thi ingen brød sig om det.
12 Upon all the high hills in the wilderness spoilers are come; for the sword of the LORD devoureth from the one end of the land even to the other end of the land, no flesh hath peace.
Over alle Ørkenens nøgne Høje kom Hærværksmænd. Thi HERREN har et Sværd; det fortærer alt fra den ene Ende af Landet til den anden; intet Kød har Fred.
13 They have sown wheat, and have reaped thorns; they have put themselves to pain, they profit not; be ye then ashamed of your increase, because of the fierce anger of the LORD.
De saaede Hvede og høstede Torne, sled til ingen Gavn og blev til Skamme med deres Afgrøde for HERRENS glødende Vredes Skyld.
14 Thus saith the LORD: As for all Mine evil neighbours, that touch the inheritance which I have caused My people Israel to inherit, behold, I will pluck them up from off their land, and will pluck up the house of Judah from among them.
Saa siger HERREN om alle mine onde Naboer, der rører den Arvelod, jeg gav mit Folk Israel i Eje: Se, jeg rykker dem op af deres Land, og Judas Hus rykker jeg op midt iblandt dem.
15 And it shall come to pass, after that I have plucked them up, I will again have compassion on them; and I will bring them back, every man to his heritage, and every man to his land.
Men siden, naar jeg har rykket dem op, forbarmer jeg mig atter over dem og bringer dem hjem, hver til sin Arvelod og hver til sit Land.
16 And it shall come to pass, if they will diligently learn the ways of My people to swear by My name: 'As the LORD liveth,' even as they taught My people to swear by Baal; then shall they be built up in the midst of My people.
Hvis de da lærer mit Folks Veje, saa de sværger ved mit Navn: »Saa sandt HERREN lever!« ligesom de lærte mit Folk at sværge ved Ba'al, skal de opbygges iblandt mit Folk.
17 But if they will not hearken, then will I pluck up that nation, plucking up and destroying it, saith the LORD.
Men hører de ikke, rykker jeg et saadant Folk helt op og tilintetgør det, lyder det fra HERREN.
