Nahum 2
1 He that dasheth in pieces is come up before thy face: keep the fortress, watch the way, make thy loins strong, fortify thy power mightily.
Hærgeren drager imod dig, hold Vagt med Omhu, hold Udkig, omgjord din Lænd, saml al din Kraft!
2 For the LORD hath turned away the excellency of Jacob, as the excellency of Israel: for the emptiers have emptied them out, and marred their vine branches.
Thi HERREN genrejser Jakobs og Israels Højhed; dem har jo Hærværksmænd hærget og ødt deres Ranker.
3 The shield of his mighty men is made red, the valiant men are in scarlet: the chariots shall be with flaming torches in the day of his preparation, and the fir trees shall be terribly shaken.
Hans Heltes Skjolde er røde, hans Stridsmænd skarlagenklædt, hans Vogne funkler af Stål, den Dag han ruster og Spydene svinges.
4 The chariots shall rage in the streets, they shall jostle one against another in the broad ways: they shall seem like torches, they shall run like the lightnings.
Igennem Gaderne raser Vognene frem, hen over Torvene farer de i susende Fart; de ser ud som Fakler, farer frem og tilbage som Lyn.
5 He shall recount his nobles: they shall stumble in their walk; they shall make haste to her wall, and the defence shall be prepared.
Hans Helte kaldes frem, de snubler i Farten, de styrter frem imod Muren. Skjoldtaget er rejst.
6 The gates of the rivers shall be opened, and the palace shall be dissolved.
Flodportene bliver åbnet, Kongsgården vakler.
7 And Huzzab shall be led away captive, she shall be brought up, and her maids shall lead her as with the voice of doves, beating upon their breasts.
Herskerinden føres bort i Landflygtigbed med sine Terner; de sukker som kurrende Duer, slår sig for Brystet.
8 But Nineveh is of old like a pool of water: yet they shall flee away. Stand, stand, shall they cry; but none shall look back.
Nineve er som en Dam, hvis Vand flyder bort. "Stands dog, stands dog!" råbes der, men ingen vender om.
9 Take ye the spoil of silver, take the spoil of gold: for there is no end of the store and glory out of all the pleasant furniture.
Ran Sølv, ran Guld! Der er Liggendefæ uden Ende, alskens kostbare Ting i store Måder.
10 She is empty, and void, and waste: and the heart melteth, and the knees smite together, and much pain is in all loins, and the faces of them all gather blackness.
Tomt og tømt og udtømt, ængstede Hjerter, rystende Knæ og Skælven i alle Lænder! Og alle Ansigter blegner.
11 Where is the dwelling of the lions, and the feedingplace of the young lions, where the lion, even the old lion, walked, and the lion’s whelp, and none made them afraid?
Hvor er nu Løvernes Bo, Ungløvernes Hule, hvor Løven frak sig tilbage, hvor Ungløven ej kunde skræmmes?
12 The lion tore in pieces enough for his whelps, and strangled for his lionesses, and filled his holes with prey, and his dens with torn flesh.
Den røved til Ungernes Tarv og myrded til Løvinderne, fyldte sine Hier med Bytte. sit Bo med Rov.
13 Behold, I am against thee, saith the LORD of hosts, and I will burn her chariots in the smoke, and the sword shall devour thy young lions: and I will cut off thy prey from the earth, and the voice of thy messengers shall no more be heard.
Se, jeg kommer over dig, lyder det fra Hærskarers HERRE, dit Lejrsted lader jeg gå op i Røg. Dine Ungløver skal Sværdet fortære; jeg rydder din Røverfærd bort fra Jorden. Dine Sendebuds Røst skal aldrig høres mer.
