Micah 7
1 Alas for me! for I am become as gatherings of summer fruit, as gleaning-grapes in harvest, there is no cluster to eat, the first ripe fruit, my soul, craved.
Ve mig! Det går mig som ved ved Frugthøst, ved Vinhøstens Efterslæt: Ikke en Drue at spise, ej en Figen, min Sjæl har Lyst til!
2 Perished is the man of lovingkindness out of the earth, and, upright among men, is there none, —they all, for bloodshed, lie in wait. Every man—for his brother, do they hunt as for one devoted to destruction.
De fromme er svundet af Landet, ikke et Menneske er sanddru. De lurer alle på Blod og jager hverandre med Net.
3 Of wickedness with both hands to make sure, the ruler, doth make demand—and the judge—for a recompense, —and, as for the great man, he, is putting into words the desire of his soul, So have they woven the net!
Deres Hænder er flinke til ondt, Fyrsten kræver, Dommeren er villig for Betaling; Stormanden nævner, hvad han begærer; og derefter snor de det sammen.
4 The best of them, is as a sharp briar, and, the most upright, worse than a thorn hedge, The day of thy watchmen—of thy visitation, hath come, Now, shall be their confusion!
Den bedste er som en Tornebusk, den ærlige værre end en Tjørnehæk. Dine Vægteres Dag, din Hjemsøgelse kommer, af Rædsel rammes de nu.
5 Do not trust in a friend, do not put confidence in an associate, —from her that lieth in thy bosom, keep thou the doors of thy mouth;
Tro ikke eders Næste, stol ikke. på en Ven, vogt Mundens Døre for hende. du favner!
6 For, the son, treateth as foolish, the father, and, the daughter, riseth up against, her mother, the daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law, —The foes of a man, are the men of his own house.
Thi Søn agter Fader ringe, Datter står Moder imod Svigerdatter Svigermoder, en Mand har sine Husfolk til Fjender.
7 But, I, for Yahweh, will watch, I will wait for the God of my salvation, —My God, will hear me.
Men jeg vil spejde efter HERREN, jeg bier på min Frelses Gud; min Gud vil høre mig.
8 Do not rejoice, O mine enemy, against me, Though I fall, I shall rise again! Though I sit in darkness, Yahweh, is a light to me.
Glæd dig ej over mig, min Fjende! Thi jeg faldt, men står op; om end jeg sidder i Mørke, er HERREN mit Lys.
9 The indignation of Yahweh, will I bear, for I have sinned against him, —until he take up my controversy, then will he do me justice, he will bring me forth to the light, I shall behold his righteousness.
Jeg vil bære HERRENs Vrede - jeg synded jo mod ham - indtil han strider for mig og skaffer mig Ret; han fører mig ud i Lys, jeg skal skue hans Retfærd.
10 So shall she who had been mine enemy fear, and shame, shall cover her, who used to say unto me—Where is Yahweh thy God? Mine own eyes, shall look upon her, Now, shall she become one to he trodden down, like the mire of the lanes.
Min Fjende skal se derpå og fyldes med Skam, han, som spørger mig: "Hvor er HERREN din Gud?". Mine Øjne skal med Skadefryd se ham, når han trampes ned som Skarn på Gaden.
11 On the day for building thy walls, —on that day, far away shall be thy boundary:
En Dag skal dine Mure bygges, en Dag skal Grænsen vides ud,
12 The very day, that, against thee, shall one come from Assyria, and [from] the cities of Egypt; yea from Egypt, even unto the River, and from sea to sea, and from mountain to mountain:
en Dag skal man komme til dig lige fra Assur til Ægypten, lige fra Ægypten til Floden, fra Hav til Hav, fra Bjerg til Bjerg.
13 Though the land become a desolation, because of them that dwell therein, —by reason of the fruit of their doings.
Men Jorden og de, som bor derpå, lægges øde til Løn for deres Værk.
14 Shepherd thou thy people with thy rod, the flock of thine inheritance, Dwell thou alone, a jungle in the midst of a fruitful field, —Let them feed in Bashan and in Gilead, as in the days of age-past times.
Vogt med din Stav dit Folk, din Ejendoms Hjord, som bor for sig selv i Skoven, i Frugthavens Midte; lad dem græsse i Basan og Gilead som i gamle Dage!
15 As in the days of thy coming forth out of the land of Egypt, will I shew him wonders.
Giv os Undere at skue, som da du drog ud af Ægypten;
16 Nations, shall see, that they may turn pale at all their valour, —they shall lay hand on mouth, their ears, shall be silent:
lad Folkene se det og blues ved al deres Vælde, lægge Hånd på Mund, lad Ørene døves på dem!
17 They shall lick the dust like the serpent, Like the crawlers of the earth, shall they come quaking out of their fastnesses, —Towards Yahweh our God, shall they pay adoration, and shall fear because of thee.
Lad dem slikke Støv som Slangen, som Jordens Kryb, rædde komme frem af deres Borge til HERREN vor Gud og ængstes og frygte for dig!
18 Who is a GOD like unto thee, taking away the iniquity—and passing over the transgression—of the remnant of his inheritance? He hath not held fast, perpetually, his anger, for, one who delighteth in lovingkindness, is he!
Hvo er en Gud som du, der tilgiver Brøde, bærer over med Synd hos din Ejendoms Rest, ej evigt gemmer på Vrede, men gerne er nådig?
19 He will again have compassion upon us, he will subdue our iniquities, —Thou wilt cast—into the depths of the sea—all their sins.
Han vil atter forbarme sig over os, træde vor Brøde under Fod, du vil kaste alle vore Synder i Havets Dyb!
20 Thou wilt grant—the faithfulness to Jacob, the lovingkindness to Abraham, —which thou didst swear to our fathers, from the days of ancient time.
Du vil vise Jakob Trofasthed, Abraham Nåde, som du svor vore Fædre til i fordums Dage.
