Jeremiah 12
1 Righteous, art thou O Yahweh, when I present my pleading unto thee, —Yet, concerning the things that are right, let me speak with thee, —Wherefore hath, the way of the lawless, prospered? [Wherefore] have all, utter traitors, been at ease?
Herre! du er retfærdig, naar jeg vil trætte med dig; jeg vil kun tale med dig om Ret: Hvorfor er de ugudeliges Vej lykkelig? hvorfor ere alle de troløse saare trygge?
2 Thou didst plant them, yea they took root, They have gone on yea they have borne fruit, —Near, art thou, in their mouth, But far off from their affections,
Du plantede dem, de sloge ogsaa Rødder, de gaa frem, de have ogsaa baaret Frugt; du er nær i deres Mund, men langt borte fra deres Indre.
3 But thou O Yahweh, knowest me, Wilt thou observe me and try my heart towards thee? Drag them away, as sheep for slaughter, And hallow them for the day when they are to be slain.
Men du, Herre! du kender mig, du ser mig og prøver mit Hjertelag imod dig; bortryk dem som Faar til at slagtes og indvi dem til Drabsdagen!
4 How long, shall the land mourn, And, the herbage of the whole field, wither? For the wickedness of them that dwell therein, beast and bird, have perished, For say they, He will not see our latter end!
Hvor længe skal Landet sørge og Urterne paa al Marken tørres hen? for deres Ondskabs Skyld, som bo der, ere Dyr og Fugle omkomne; thi de sige: Han ser ikke, hvorledes vor sidste Tid vil blive.
5 If, with the footmen, thou hast run and they have wearied thee, How then wilt thou hotly contend with horses? Though in a safe land thou art confident, Yet how wilt thou deal with the proud banks of the Jordan?
Naar du løb med Fodgængere, og de gjorde dig træt: Hvorledes vil du da kunne kappes med Heste? og i Fredens Land føler du dig vel tryg, men hvorledes vil du gøre det ved Jordans Stolthed?
6 For even thy brethren and the house of thy father, Even they! have betrayed thee, Even they, have cried after thee with full voice, —Do not trust in them, though they speak unto thee fair words.
Thi ogsaa dine Brødre og din Faders Hus, ogsaa disse ere troløse imod dig, ogsaa disse skrige med fuld Røst efter dig; tro dem ikke, naar de tale godt til dig.
7 I have forsaken mine own house, I have given up mine inheritance, —I have delivered the dearly beloved of my soul into the hand of her enemies:
Jeg har forladt mit Hus, opgivet min Arv; jeg har givet min Sjæls elskelige i hendes Fjenders Haand.
8 Mine inheritance, hath become to me as a lion in a jungle, —She hath given forth against me her voice, For this cause, have I hated her.
Min Arv er bleven mig som en Løve i Skoven; den har opløftet sin Røst imod mig, derfor hader jeg den.
9 Is it, a variegated bird of prey, that mine inheritance is to me? The birds of prey, are round about against her! Go ye, assemble all the beasts of the field bring them to devour.
Er min Arv bleven mig som en spraglet Rovfugl? Rovfuglene omringe den; gaar, samler alle vilde Dyr paa Marken, lader dem komme at æde!
10 Many shepherds, have laid waste my vineyard, They have trampled down my portion, —They have turned my coveted portion into a desert of desolation:
Mange Hyrder have ødelagt min Vingaard, de have nedtraadt min Ager; de have gjort den Ager; der var min Lyst, til en øde Ørk.
11 It hath been made a desolation, It hath mourned unto me as desolate, —All the land hath become a desolation, For, no man, layeth it to heart.
Man har gjort den aldeles øde, den sørger over for mig, der den er øde; alt Landet er ødelagt, thi ingen lagde sig det paa Hjerte.
12 On all the bare heights in the wilderness, have come despoilers, For the sword of Yahweh hath devoured from one end of the land unto the other, —There is peace for no flesh!
Ødelæggere ere komne over alle nøgne Høje i Ørken; thi Herren har et Sværd, der fortærer fra Jordens ene Ende og indtil Jordens anden Ende; intet Kød har Fred.
13 They sowed, wheat, but thorns, have they reaped, They have put themselves to pain they shall not be profited, —Yea turn ye pale at your produce, Because of the glow of the anger of Yahweh.
De saaede Hvede og høstede Torne, de gjorde sig Møje, men det gavner dem ikke, og de skamme sig over deres Indtægt, for Herrens brændende Vredes Skyld.
14 Thus, saith Yahweh, Concerning all my wicked neighbours, who have been touching the inheritance which I gave as an inheritance unto my people Israel, —Behold me! uprooting them from off their own soil, Whereas the house of Judah, will I uproot out of their midst.
Saa siger Herren imod alle mine onde Naboer, der antaste den Arv, som jeg har tildelt mit Folk Israel: Se, jeg oprykker dem af deres Land og oprykker Judas Hus af deres Midte.
15 And it shall come to pass after I bare uprooted them, I will again have compassion upon them, —and will bring them back—Every man—to his own inheritance and Every man—to his own land.
Og det skal ske, efter at jeg har oprykket dem, da vil jeg komme igen og forbarme mig over dem; og jeg vil føre dem tilbage, hver til sin Arv og hver til sit Land.
16 And it shall come to pass—If they will, diligently learn, the ways of my people—To swear by my Name saying, By the life of Yahweh, As they taught my people to swear by Baal, Then shall they be built in the midst of my people.
Og det skal ske, dersom de lære mit Folks Veje, saa de Sværge ved mit Navn, „saa sandt som Herren lever‟, ligesom de lærte mit Folk at sværge ved Baal: Da skulle de bygges midt iblandt mit Folk.
17 But if they will not hearken, Then will I Uproot that nation, Uproot, that I may destroy, —Declareth Yahweh.
Men dersom de ikke høre, da vil jeg oprykke et saadant Folk, ja, oprykke og ødelægge det, siger Herren.
