Jeremiah 8
1 At that time, saith the Lord, shall they bring out the bones of the kings of Judah, and the bones of his princes, and the bones of the priests, and the bones of the prophets, and the bones of the inhabitants of Jerusalem, out of their graves.
Til hin Tid, lyder det fra HERREN, skal man tage Judas Kongers Ben, dets Fyrsters Ben, Præsternes, Profeternes og Jerusalems Indbyggeres Ben ud af deres Grave
2 And they shall spread them out before the sun, and the moon, and all the host of heaven, which they have loved, and which they have served, and after which they have walked, and which they have sought, and to which they have prostrated themselves: they shall not be gathered up, and they shall not be buried; dung upon the face of the ground shall they become.
og sprede dem for Sol og Maane og al Himmelens Hær, som de elskede og dyrkede, holdt sig til, raadspurgte og tilbad; de skal ikke samles og jordes, men blive til Gødning paa Marken.
3 And death shall be preferable to life, for all the residue of those that are left of this evil family, who are left in all the places whither I shall have driven them, saith the Lord of hosts.
Og Døden skal foretrækkes for Livet af hele den Rest, der er tilbage af denne onde Slægt paa alle de Steder, jeg driver dem hen, lyder det fra Hærskarers HERRE.
4 And thou shalt say unto them, Thus hath said the Lord, Shall they fall, and not arise? will he turn away, and not return?
Og du skal sige til dem: Saa siger HERREN: Mon man falder og ej staar op, gaar tilbage og ej vender om?
5 Why then remaineth this people, Jerusalem, rebellious by a perpetual backsliding? they hold fast on deceit, they refuse to return.
Hvi falder da dette Folk i Jerusalem fra i evigt Frafald? De fastholder Svig, vil ikke vende om igen.
6 I listened and heard, but they would not speak aright; no man repented him of his wickedness, saying, What have I done? every one turned again to his course, as the impetuous horse in the battle.
Jeg lytter, hører nøje efter: de taler ej Sandhed, ingen angrer sin Ondskab og siger: »Hvad gjorde jeg!« Hver styrter frem i sit Løb, som Hest stormer frem i Strid.
7 Yea, the stork in the heavens knoweth her appointed times; and the turtle, and the swallow, atad the crane observe the time of their coming home; but my people know not the ordinance of the Lord.
Selv Storken oppe i Luften kender sin Tid, Turtelduen, Svalen og Tranen holder den Tid, de skal komme; men mit Folk, de kender ej HERRENS Ret.
8 How can ye say, We are wise, and the law of the Lord is with us? Truly, behold in vain wrought the pen, in vain the writers.
Hvor kan I sige: »Vi er vise, og hos os er HERRENS Lov!« Nej, de skriftkloges Løgnegriffel virked i Løgnens Tjeneste.
9 The wise men are ashamed, they are discouraged and caught, lo, the word of the Lord have they rejected; and what wisdom have they [now]?
De vise skal blive til Skamme, ræddes og fanges. Se, HERRENS Ord har de vraget, hvad Visdom har de?
10 Therefore will I give their wives unto others, their fields to conquerors; for from the least even unto the greatest, every one is seeking his own gain: from the prophet even unto the priest every one practiseth falsehood.
Derfor giver jeg andre deres Kvinder, nye Herrer deres Marker. Thi fra smaa til store søger hver eneste Vinding, de farer alle med Løgn fra Profet til Præst.
11 And they heal the breach of the daughter of my people very lightly, saying, Peace, peace: when there is no peace.
De læger mit Folks Datters Brøst som den simpleste Sag, idet de siger: »Fred, Fred!« skønt der ikke er Fred.
12 They should have been ashamed, because they had committed abomination; but they neither felt the least shame, nor did they know how to blush: therefore shall they fall among those that fall; at the time of their punishment shall they stumble, saith the Lord.
De skal faa Skam, thi de har gjort vederstyggelige Ting, og dog blues de ikke, dog kender de ikke til Skam. Derfor skal de falde paa Valen; paa Hjemsøgelsens Dag skal de snuble, siger HERREN.
13 I will surely make an end of them, saith the Lord: [there shall be left] no grapes on the vine, and no figs on the fig-tree, and the leaf shall wither; and the things that I have given them shall pass away from them.
Jeg vil bjærge deres Høst, saa lyder det fra HERREN, men Vinstokken er uden Druer, Figentræet uden Figner, og Løvet er vissent.
14 “Why do we sit still? assemble yourselves, and let us enter into the fortified cities, and let us be silent there; for the Lord our God hath put us to silence, and given us poison-water to drink; because we have sinned against the Lord.
Hvorfor sidder vi stille? Flok jer dog sammen, lad os gaa til de faste Stæder og tilintetgøres der! Thi HERREN vor Gud tilintetgør os, Gift er vor Drik, thi vi synded mod HERREN.
15 We hoped for peace, but no happiness is here; for a time of cure, and behold here is terror.”
Man haaber paa Fred, men det bliver ej godt, paa Lægedoms Tid, men se, der er Rædsel.
16 From Dan was heard the snorting of his horses; at the sound of the neighing of his war-steeds trembleth the whole land: and they are come, and devour the land, and all that filleth it; the city, and those that dwell therein.
Hans Hestes Fnysen høres fra Dan, ved Lyden af hans Hingstes Vrinsken skælver alt Landet. De kommer og opæder Landet og dets Fylde, Byen og dens Borgere.
17 For, behold, I will send out against you serpents, basilisks, for which there is no charm, and they shall bite you, saith the Lord.
Thi se, jeg sender imod jer Slanger, Basilisker, som ikke lader sig besværge, bide jer skal de, lyder det fra HERREN.
18 When I would cheer myself up against sorrow, my heart within me is pained.
Min Kvide er ikke til at læge, mit Hjerte er sygt.
19 Behold [I hear] the voice of the complaint of the daughter of my people [coming] out of a far-off land: “Is the Lord not in Zion? is her king no more in her?” “Why have they provoked me to anger with their graven images, and with the vanities of the stranger?”
Hør mit Folks Datters Skrig viden om fra Landet! Er HERREN da ikke i Zion, har det ingen Konge? Hvi krænked I mig med eders Billeder, fremmed Tomhed?
20 “The harvest is past, the summer is ended, and we are not yet helped.”
Kornhøst er omme, Frugthøst endt, og vi er ej frelst!
21 Because of the breach of the daughter of my people am I broken: I am grieved; astonishment hath taken fast hold on me.
Ved mit Folks Datters Sammenbrud er jeg brudt sammen, jeg sørger, grebet af Rædsel.
22 Is there no [more] balm in Gil'ad? or is no physician there? why then is there not placed a plaster [on the wound of] the daughter of my people?
Er der ikke Balsam i Gilead, ingen Læge der? Hvorfor heles da ikke mit Folks Datters Saar?
