Proverbs 6
1 My son! If you have been guarantor for your friend, Have struck your hand for a stranger,
Min Søn: har du borget for din næste og givet en anden Haandslag,
2 Have been snared with sayings of your mouth, Have been captured with sayings of your mouth,
er du fanget ved dine Læber og bundet ved Mundens Ord,
3 Do this now, my son, and be delivered, For you have come into the hand of your friend. Go, trample on yourself, and strengthen your friend,
gør saa dette, min Søn, og red dig, nu du er kommet i Næstens Haand: Gaa hen uden Tøven, træng ind paa din Næste;
4 Do not give sleep to your eyes, And slumber to your eyelids,
und ikke dine Øjne Søvn, ej heller dine Øjenlaag Hvile,
5 Be delivered as a roe from the hand, And as a bird from the hand of a fowler.
red dig som en Gazel af Snaren, som en Fugl af Fuglefængerens Haand.
6 Go to the ant, O slothful one, See her ways and be wise;
Gaa hen til Myren, du lade, se dens Færd og bliv viis.
7 Which has no captain, overseer, and ruler,
Skønt uden Fyrste, Foged og Styrer,
8 She prepares her bread in summer, She has gathered her food in harvest.
sørger den dog om Somren for Æde og sanker sin Føde i Høst.
9 Until when, O slothful one, do you lie? When do you arise from your sleep?
Hvor længe vil du ligge, du lade, naar staar du op af din Søvn?
10 A little sleep, a little slumber, A little clasping of the hands to rest,
Lidt Søvn endnu, lidt Blund, lidt Hvile med samlagte Hænder:
11 And your poverty has come as a traveler, And your want as an armed man.
som en Stimand kommer da Fattigdom over dig, Trang som en skjoldvæbnet Mand.
12 A man of worthlessness, a man of iniquity, Walking [with] perverseness of mouth,
En Nidding, en ussel Mand er den, som vandrer med Falskhed i Munden,
13 Winking with his eyes, speaking with his feet, Directing with his fingers,
som blinker med Øjet, skraber med Foden og giver Tegn med Fingrene,
14 Contrariness [is] in his heart, devising evil at all times, He sends forth contentions.
som smeder Rænker i Hjertet og altid kun ypper Kiv;
15 Therefore his calamity comes suddenly, He is broken instantly—and no healing.
derfor kommer hans Undergang brat, han knuses paa Stedet, kan ikke læges.
16 These six has YHWH hated, Indeed, seven [are] abominations to His soul:
Seks Ting hader HERREN, syv er hans Sjæl en Gru:
17 High eyes, False tongues, And hands shedding innocent blood,
Stolte Øjne, Løgnetunge, Hænder, der udgyder uskyldigt Blod,
18 A heart devising thoughts of vanity, Feet hastening to run to evil,
et Hjerte, der udtænker onde Raad, Fødder, der haster og iler til ondt,
19 A false witness [who] breathes out lies, And one sending forth contentions between brothers.
falsk Vidne, der farer med Løgn, og den, som sætter Splid mellem Brødre.
20 Keep, my son, the command of your father, And do not leave the law of your mother.
Min Søn, tag Vare paa din Faders Bud, opgiv ikke din Moders Belæring,
21 Bind them on your heart continually, Tie them on your neck.
bind dem altid paa dit Hjerte, knyt dem fast om din Hals;
22 In your going up and down, it leads you, In your lying down, it watches over you, And you have awoken—it talks [with] you.
paa din Vandring lede den dig, paa dit Leje vogte den dig, den tale dig til, naar du vaagner;
23 For the command [is] a lamp, And the Law a light, And a way of life [are] reproofs of instruction,
thi Budet er en Lygte, Læren Lys, og Tugtens Revselse Livets Vej
24 To preserve you from an evil woman, From the flattery of the tongue of a strange woman.
for at vogte dig for Andenmands Hustru, for fremmed Kvindes sleske Tunge!
25 Do not desire her beauty in your heart, And do not let her take you with her eyelids.
Attraa ej i dit Hjerte hendes Skønhed, hendes Blik besnære dig ej!
26 For a harlot consumes to a cake of bread, And an adulteress hunts the precious soul.
Thi en Skøge faar man blot for et Brød, men Andenmands Hustru fanger dyrebar Sjæl.
27 Does a man take fire into his bosom, And are his garments not burned?
Kan nogen bære Ild i sin Brystfold, uden at Klæderne brænder?
28 Does a man walk on the hot coals, And are his feet not scorched?
Kan man vandre paa glødende Kul, uden at Fødderne svides?
29 So [is] he who has gone in to the wife of his neighbor, None who touches her is innocent.
Saa er det at gaa ind til sin Næstes Hustru; ingen, der rører hende, slipper for Straf.
30 They do not despise the thief, When he steals to fill his soul when he is hungry,
Ringeagter man ikke Tyven, naar han stjæler for at stille sin Sult?
31 And being found he repays sevenfold, He gives all the substance of his house.
Om han gribes, maa han syvfold bøde og afgive alt sit Huses Gods.
32 He who commits adultery [with] a woman lacks heart, He who does it is destroying his soul.
Afsindig er den, der boler med hende, kun en Selvmorder handler saa;
33 He finds a stroke and shame, And his reproach is not wiped away,
han opnaar Hug og Skændsel, og aldrig udslettes hans Skam.
34 For jealousy [is] the fury of a man, And he does not spare in a day of vengeance.
Thi Skinsyge vækker Mandens Vrede, han skaaner ikke paa Hævnens Dag;
35 He does not accept the appearance of any atonement, Indeed, he does not consent, Though you multiply bribes!
ingen Bøde tager han god; store Tilbud rører ham ikke.
