Ezekiel 26
1 And it cometh to pass, in the eleventh year, in the first of the month, there hath been a word of Jehovah unto me, saying: 'Son of man,
I det ellevte Aar paa den første Dag i ... Maaned kom HERRENS Ord til mig saaledes:
2 Because that Tyre hath said of Jerusalem: Aha, she hath been broken, the doors of the peoples, She hath turned round unto me, I am filled — she hath been laid waste,
Menneskesøn! Fordi Tyrus siger om Jerusalem: »Ha, ha! Folkeslagenes Port er knust; den staar mig aaben; den var rig, men er nu øde!«
3 Therefore, thus said the Lord Jehovah: Lo, I [am] against thee, O Tyre, And have caused to come up against thee many nations, As the sea causeth its billows to come up.
derfor, saa siger den Herre HERREN: Se, jeg kommer over dig, Tyrus, og fører mange Folk imod dig, som naar Havet rejser sine Bølger.
4 And they have destroyed the walls of Tyre, And they have broken down her towers, And I have scraped her dust from her, And made her for a clear place of a rock.
De skal ødelægge Tyrus's Mure og nedbryde Taarnene. Jeg fejer Muldet bort og gør Tyrus til nøgen Klippe;
5 A spreading place of nets she is in the midst of the sea, For I — I have spoken — an affirmation of the Lord Jehovah, And she hath been for a spoil to nations.
en Tørreplads for Net skal det være ude i Havet, saa sandt jeg har talet, lyder det fra den Herre HERREN; og det skal blive et Bytte for Folkene.
6 And her daughters who [are] in the field, by sword they are slain, And they have known that I [am] Jehovah,
Dets Døtre paa Land skal hugges ned med Sværd; og de skal kende, at jeg er HERREN.
7 For, thus said the Lord Jehovah: Lo, I am bringing in unto Tyre Nebuchadrezzar king of Babylon, From the north — a king of kings, With horse, and with chariot, and with horsemen, Even an assembly, and a numerous people.
Thi saa siger den Herre HERREN: Se, nordenfra fører jeg mod Tyrus Kong Nebukadrezar af Babel, Kongernes Konge, med Heste, Vogne og Ryttere og en vældig Hærskare.
8 Thy daughters in the field by sword he slayeth, And he hath made against thee a fort, And hath poured out against thee a mount, And hath raised against thee a buckler.
Dine Døtre paa Land skal han hugge ned med Sværd; han skal bygge Belejringstaarne, opkaste Stormvold og rejse Skjoldtag imod dig;
9 And a battering-ram before him he placeth against thy walls, And thy towers he breaketh by his weapons.
sin Murbrækkers Stød skal han rette imod dine Mure og nedbryde dine Taarne med sine Sværd.
10 From the abundance of his horses cover thee doth their dust, From the noise of horseman, and wheel, and rider, Shake do thy walls, in his coming in to thy gates, As the coming into a city broken-up.
Hans Heste skal myldre, saa Støvet, de rejser, skjuler dig; Ryttere, Hjul og Vogne skal larme, saa dine Mure ryster, naar han drager igennem dine Porte, som naar man trænger ind i en stormet By.
11 With hoofs of his horses he treadeth all thine out-places, Thy people by sword he doth slay, And the pillars of thy strength to the earth come down.
Med sine Hestes Hove skal han nedtrampe alle dine Gader; dit Folk skal han hugge ned med Sværdet og styrte dine stolte Støtter til Jorden.
12 And they have spoiled thy wealth, And they have plundered thy merchandise, And they have thrown down thy walls, And thy desirable houses they break down, And thy stones, and thy wood, and thy dust, In the midst of the waters they place.
De skal rane din Rigdom og gøre dine Handelsvarer til Bytte; de skal nedbryde dine Mure og nedrive dine herlige Huse: Sten, Tømmer og Ler skal de kaste i Vandet.
13 And I have caused the noise of thy songs to cease, And the voice of thy harps is heard no more.
Jeg gør Ende paa dine brusende Sange, og dine Citres Klang skal ikke mere høres.
14 And I have given thee up for a clear place of a rock, A spreading-place of nets thou art, Thou art not built up any more, For I, Jehovah, I have spoken, An affirmation of the Lord Jehovah.
Jeg gør dig til nøgen Klippe, en Tørreplads for Net skal du være. Aldrig mere skal du bygges, saa sandt jeg, HERREN, har talet, lyder det fra den Herre HERREN.
15 Thus said the Lord Jehovah to Tyre: Do not — from the noise of thy fall, In the groaning of the wounded, In the slaying of the slaughter in thy midst, The isles shake?
Saa siger den Herre HERREN til Tyrus: For sandt, ved dit drønende Fald, ved de saaredes Stønnen, naar Sværd hugger løs i din Midte, skal Strandene skælve.
16 And come down from off their thrones have all princes of the sea, And they have turned aside their robes, And their embroidered garments strip off, Trembling they put on, on the earth they sit, And they have trembled every moment, And they have been astonished at thee,
Ned fra sin Trone stiger hver Fyrste ved Havet, Kapperne lægger de bort, aflægger de brogede Klæder og klæder sig i Sorg; de sidder paa Jorden og skælver uafbrudt, slagne af Rædsel over dig.
17 And have lifted up for thee a lamentation, And said to thee: How hast thou perished, That art inhabited from the seas, The praised city, that was strong in the sea, She and her inhabitants, Who put their terror on all her inhabitants!
De synger en Klagesang om dig og siger til dig: Ak, du gik under, forsvandt fra Havet, du fejrede By, du, som var vældig paa Havet, du og dine Borgere, du, der jog Rædsel i alle, som boede der!
18 Now they tremble, is it not the day of thy fall? Troubled have been the isles that [are] in the sea, at thine outgoing.
Nu gribes Strandene af Skælven, den Dag du falder, og Havets Øer forfærdes over din Udgang!
19 For thus said the Lord Jehovah: In my making thee a city wasted, Like cities that have not been inhabited, In bringing up against thee the deep, Then covered thee have the great waters.
Thi saa siger den Herre HERREN: Naar jeg gør dig til en øde By og lige med affolkede Byer, naar jeg fører Verdensdybet over dig, og de vældige Vande skjuler dig,
20 And I have caused thee to go down, With those going down to the pit, Unto the people of old, And I have caused thee to dwell in the land, The lower parts — in wastes of old, With those going down to the pit, So that thou art not inhabited, And I have given beauty in the land of the living.
saa støder jeg dig ned iblandt dem, der steg ned i Dybet, blandt Fortidens Folk, og lader dig ligge i Underverdenen som ældgamle Ruiner blandt dem, der steg ned i Dybet, for at du aldrig mere skal bebos eller rejse dig i de levendes Land;
21 Wastes I do make thee, and thou art not, And thou art sought, and art not found any more — to the age, An affirmation of the Lord Jehovah!'
jeg giver dig hen til brat Undergang, og det skal være ude med dig; selv om der søges efter dig, skal du aldrig i Evighed findes, lyder det fra den Herre HERREN.
