Habakkuk 1
1 The oracle which Habakkuk the prophet saw.
Det Udsagn, Profeten Habakkuk skuede.
2 Jehovah, how long will I cry, and you will not hear? I cry out to you "Violence." and will you not save?
Hvor længe skal jeg klage, HERRE, uden du hører, skrige til dig over Vold, uden du frelser?
3 Why do you show me iniquity, and look at perversity? For destruction and violence are before me. There is strife, and contention rises up.
Hvi lader du mig skue Uret, være Vidne til Kvide? Ødelæggelse og Vold har jeg for Øje, der opstod Kiv, og Strid kom op.
4 Therefore the law is paralyzed, and justice never goes forth; for the wicked surround the righteous; therefore justice goes forth perverted.
Derfor ligger Loven lammet, og Ret kommer aldrig frem. Thi når gudløse trænger retfærdige, fremkommer krøget Ret.
5 "Look, you scoffers, and watch, and be utterly amazed, and perish; for I am working a work in your days which you will not believe, though it is told you.
Se eder om blandt Folkene til Skræk og Rædsel for eder! Thi en Gerning gør han i eders Dage, som I ej vilde tro, om det fortaltes.
6 For, look, I raise up the Chaldeans, that bitter and hasty nation, that march through the breadth of the earth, to possess dwelling places not his own.
Thi se, han vækker Kaldæerne, det grumme og raske Folk, som drager viden om Lande for at indtage andres Bo.
7 He is feared and dreaded. His judgment will be from himself, and his authority will come from himself.
Forfærdeligt, frygteligt er det, Ødelæggelse udgår derfra.
8 His horses also are swifter than leopards, and are more fierce than the evening wolves. And their horsemen press proudly on, and, their horsemen come from afar. They fly as an eagle that hurries to devour.
Dets Heste er rappere end Pantere, mer viltre end Ulve ved Kvæld; dets Rytterheste kommer i Spring, flyvende langvejs fra. Som Ørnen i Fart efter Føde
9 All of them come for violence. Their hordes face the desert. He gathers prisoners like sand.
er de alle på Vej efter Vold. De higede stadig mod Øst og samlede Fanger som Sand.
10 And he will scoff at kings and deride rulers. He laughs at every stronghold, for he builds up an earthen ramp, and takes it.
Med Kongerne drev det Spot, Fyrsterne lo det kun ad. Det lo ad hver en Fæstning, opdynged en Vold og tog den.
11 Then he sweeps by like the wind, and goes on. He is indeed guilty, whose strength is his god."
Så suste det videre som Stormen og gjorde sin Kraft til sin Gud.
12 Aren't you from everlasting, Jehovah my God, my Holy One? We will not die. Jehovah, you have appointed him for judgment. You, Rock, have established him to punish.
Er du ikke fra fordum HERREN, min hellige Gud? - Vi skal ej dø - HERRE, har du sat ham til Dommer, givet ham Fuldmagt til Straf?
13 You who have purer eyes than to see evil, and who cannot look on perversity, why do you tolerate those who deal treacherously, and keep silent when the wicked swallows up the man who is more righteous than he,
Dit rene Blik afskyr ondt, du tåler ej Synet af Kvide; hvi ser du da tavs på Ransmænd, at gudløs sluger sin Overmand i Retfærd?
14 and make men like the fish of the sea, like the crawling creatures, that have no ruler over them?
Med Mennesker gør du som med Havets Fisk, som med Kryb, der er uden Hersker:
15 He takes up all of them with the hook, and he catches them in his net and gathers them in his dragnet. Therefore he rejoices and is glad.
Han fisker dem alle med Krog, slæber dem bort i sit Vod og samler dem i sit Garn; derfor er han jublende glad;
16 Therefore he sacrifices to his net, and burns incense to his dragnet, because by them his life is luxurious, and his food is good.
han ofrer derfor til sit Vod, tænder Offerild for sit Garn. Ved dem blev bans Del jo fed og kraftig blev hans Føde.
17 Will he therefore continually empty his net, killing the nations without mercy?
Skal han altid tømme sit Vod og slå Folk ihjel uden Skånsel?
