Jeremias 15
1 And the Lord said to me, Though Moses and Samuel stood before my face, my soul could not be toward them: dismiss this people, and let them go forth.
Da sagde HERREN til mig: Om så Moses og Samuel stod for mit Åsyn, vilde mit Hjerte ikke vende sig til dem. Jag dette Folk bort fra mit Åsyn!
2 And it shall be, if they say to you, Whither shall we go forth? then you shall say to them, Thus says the Lord; As many as are for death, to death; and as many as are for famine, to famine; and as many as are for the sword, to the sword; and as many as are for captivity, to captivity.
Og når de spørger dig: "Hvor skal vi gå hen?" så svar dem: Så siger HERREN: Hvo Dødens er, til Død, hvo Sværdets er, til Sværd, hvo Hungerens er, til Hunger, hvo Fangenskabets er, til Fangenskab!
3 And I will punish them with four kinds [of death], says the Lord, the sword to kill, and the dogs to tear, and the wild beasts of the earth, and the birds of the sky to devour and destroy.
Jeg sætter fire Magter over dem, lyder det fra HERREN: Sværdet til at slå ihjel, Hundene til at slæbe bort, Himmelens Fugle og Jordens Dyr til at æde og ødelægge.
4 And I will deliver them up for distress to all the kingdoms of the earth, because of Manasses son of Ezekias king of Juda, for all that he did in Jerusalem.
Jeg gør dem til Rædsel for alle Jordens Riger for Ezekiass Søns, Kong Manasse af Judas, Skyld, for alt, hvad han gjorde i Jerusalem.
5 Who will spare you, O Jerusalem? and who will fear for you? or who will turn back [to ask] for your welfare?
Hvo føler, Jerusalem, for dig, hvo ynker dig vel, hvo bøjer af fra Vejen og spørger til dig?
6 You have turned away from me, says the Lord, you will go back: therefore I will stretch out my hand, and will destroy you, and will no more spare them.
Du vragede mig, så lyder def fra HERREN; du veg bort. Jeg udrækker Hånden, udsletter dig, træt af at ynkes.
7 And I will completely scatter them; in the gates of my people they are bereaved of children: they have destroyed my people because of their iniquities.
Med Kasteskovl kaster jeg dem i Landets Porte, mit Folk gør jeg barnløst og til intet; de vendte ej om.
8 Their widows have been multiplied more than the sand of the sea: I have brought young men against the mother, [even] distress at noon-day: I have suddenly cast upon her trembling and anxiety.
Flere end Havets Sandskorn bliver deres Enker. Jeg sender over Ynglingens Moder ved Middag en Hærger, brat lader jeg Angst og Rædsel falde på hende.
9 She that bore seven is spent; her soul has fainted under trouble; her sun is gone down while it is yet noon; she is ashamed and disgraced: I will give the remnant of them to the sword before their enemies.
Syvsønnemoder vansmægter, opgiver Ånden, hendes Sol går alt ned ved Dag, hun beskæmmes og blues. De overblevne giver jeg til Sværdet for Fjendernes Øjne, lyder det fra HERREN.
10 Woe is me, [my] mother! you have born me as some man of strife, and at variance with the whole earth; I have not helped [others], nor has any one helped me; my strength has failed among them that curse me.
Ve mig, min Moder, at du fødte mig, en Tvistens og kivens Mand for Alerden! Jeg gav eller modtog ej Lån, og de bander mig alle.
11 Be it so, Lord, in their prosperity; surely I stood before you in the time of their calamities, and in the time of their affliction, for [their] good against the enemy.
HERREN sagde: Sandelig, jeg løser dig, at det må gå dig vel. Sandelig, jeg lader Fjenden bønfalde dig i Ulykkens og Trængselens Tid.
12 Will iron be known? whereas your strength is a brazen covering.
Sønderbryder man Jern, Jern fra Norden, og kobber?
13 Yes, I will give your treasures for a spoil as a recompence, because of all your sins and [that] in all your borders.
Din Rigdom og dine Skatte giver jeg hen til Rov, ikke for Betaling, men til Straf for alle dine Synder i alle dine Landemærker;
14 And I will enslave you to your enemies round about, in a land which you have not known; for a fire has been kindled out of my wrath; it shall burn upon you.
jeg lader dig trælle for dine Fjender i et Land, du ikke kender, thi Ild luer op i min Vrede; den brænder mod eder.
15 O Lord, remember me, and visit me, and vindicate me before them that persecute me; do not bear long with them; know how I have met with reproach for your sake, from those who set at nothing your words;
Du kender det, HERRE, kom mig i Hu, tag dig af mig; hævn mig på dem, som forfølger mig, vær ikke langmodig, så jeg rives bort! Vid, at for din Skyld bærer jeg Hån
16 consume them; and your word shall be to me for the joy and gladness of my heart: for your name has been called upon me, O Lord Almighty.
fra dem, der lader hånt om dit Ord; ryd dem ud!" Men mig blev dit Ord til Fryd og til Hjertens Glæde; thi dit Navn er nævnet over mig, HERRE, Hærskarers Gud.
17 I have not sat in the assembly of them as they mocked, but I feared because of your power: I sat alone, for I was filled with bitterness.
Ikke sad jeg og jubled i glades Lag; grebet af din Hånd sad jeg ene, thi du fyldte mig med Harme.
18 Why do they that grieve me prevail against me? my wound is severe; whence shall I be healed? it is indeed become to me as deceitful water, that has no faithfulness.
Hvorfor er min Smerte evig, ulægeligt mit Sår? Det vil ikke læges. Du blev mig som en skuffende Bæk, som Vand, der sviger.
19 Therefore thus says the Lord, If you will return, then will I restore you, and you shall stand before my face: and if you will bring forth the precious from the worthless, you shall be as my mouth: and they shall return to you; but you shall not return to them.
Derfor så siger Herren: Omvender du dig, vil jeg omvende dig, så du står for mit Åsyn; giver du det ædle, ej det uædle, Vækst, skal du være som min Mund. De skal vende om til dig, du ikke til dem.
20 And I will make you to this people as a strong brazen wall; and they shall fight against you, but they shall by no means prevail against you;
Jeg gør dig for dette Folk til en Kobbermur, ingen kan storme; de skal kæmpe mod dig, men ikke få Overhånd over dig, thi jeg er med dig for at frelse og redde dig, lyder det fra HERREN.
21 for I am with you to save you, and to deliver you out of the hand of wicked [men]; and I will ransom you out of the hand of pestilent [men].
Jeg redder dig af ondes Vold og frier dig af Voldsmænds Hånd.
