Amos 2
1 Thus, saith Yahweh, Because of three transgressions of Moab, and because of four, will I not turn it back, —Because he burned the bones of the King of Edom to lime,
Saa siger HERREN: for tre Overtrædelser af Moab, ja fire, jeg gaar ikke fra det: de brændte Edoms Konges Ben til Kalk —
2 Therefore will I send a fire into Moab, which shall devour the palaces of Kerioth—and Moab, shall die with tumult, with war- cry, with the sound of a horn;
saa sender jeg Ild mod Moab, den skal æde Kerijots Borge; og Moab skal dø under Kampgny, Krigsskrig og Hornets Klang.
3 And I will cut off the judge out of her midst, and, all her rulers, will I slay with him, saith Yahweh.
Af hans Midte udrydder jeg Hersker og dræber alle hans Fyrster, siger HERREN.
4 Thus, saith Yahweh, Because of three transgressions of Judah, and because of four, will I not turn it back, —Because they have rejected the law of Yahweh, and, his statutes, have not kept, but their falsehoods, have led them astray, after the which their fathers, did walk,
Saa siger HERREN: For tre Overtrædelser af Juda, ja fire, jeg gaar ikke fra det: de ringeagted HERRENS Lov og holdt ej hans Bud, ledet vild af deres Løgneguder, til hvilke deres Fædre holdt sig —
5 Therefore will I send a fire upon Judah, —which shall devour the palaces of Jerusalem.
saa sender jeg Ild mod Juda, den skal æde Jerusalems Borge.
6 Thus, saith Yahweh, Because of three transgressions of Israel, and because of four, will I not turn it back, —Because they have sold—for silver—the righteous, and the needy—for a pair of shoes:
Saa siger HERREN: For tre Overtrædelser af Israel, ja fire, jeg gaar ikke fra det: de sælger retfærdig for Sølv og Fattigmand for et Par Sko,
7 Who strive to bring the dust of the earth on the head of the poor, and, the way of the oppressed, they pervert, —Yea, a man and his own father, go in unto the maid, to profane my holy Name!
træder ringes Hoved i Støvet og trænger sagtmodige fra Vejen. Søn og Fader gaar sammen til Skøgen og søler saaledes mit hellige Navn.
8 And, on pledged garments, they recline, beside every altar, —and, exacted wine, do they drink, in the house of their God.
Paa pantede Kapper strækker de sig ved hvert et Alter, og i deres Guds Hus drikker de Vin, der er givet i Bøde.
9 Yet it was, I, who destroyed the Amorite, from before them, whose height was, like the height of cedars, and, strong, was he, like the oaks, —but I destroyed his fruit above, and his roots beneath.
Og dog var det mig, som udrydded Amoriterne foran eder, høje som Cedertræer, stærke som Egetræer, udrydded deres Frugt foroven som og deres Rødder forneden.
10 And it was, I, who brought you up out of the land of Egypt, —and led you in the desert, forty years, to take possession of the land of the Amorites;
Det var mig, som førte jer op fra Ægypten og lod eder vandre i Ørken i fyrretyve Aar, saa I tog Amoriternes Land.
11 And I raised up, of your sons, for prophets, and, of your young men, for Nazirites, —Was it not even so, ye sons of Israel? Demandeth Yahweh;
Jeg tog blandt eders Sønner Profeter, Nasiræere blandt eders unge. Er det ej sandt, Israeliter? lyder det fra HERREN.
12 And yet ye caused the Nazirites to drink wine, —and, on the prophet, laid ye command, saying, Ye shall not prophesy!
Men I gav Nasiræerne Vin, og Profeterne bød I ej at profetere.
13 Lo! I, am pressed under you, —as a full cart is pressed by its sheaves,
Se, jeg lader Grunden vakle under jer, ligesom Vognen vakler, naar den er fuld af Neg.
14 Therefore shall flight, perish, from the swift, and, the mighty, shall not invigorate his strength, —nor shall, the hero, escape with his life;
Den hurtige kan ikke undfly, den stærke ej bruge sin Kraft; ej redder Helten sit Liv,
15 Nor, he that handleth the bow, make a stand, and, the swift on his feet, shall not escape, —nor, he that rideth on a horse, escape with his life:
ej holder Bueskytten Stand; ej undslipper rapfodet Mand, ej bjærger nogen Rytter sit Liv;
16 Nay, he that is stout in his heart, among heroes, naked, shall flee, in that day, Declareth Yahweh.
den kækkeste Mand iblandt Helte skal den Dag vaabenløs fly, saa lyder det fra HERREN.
