Dommernes 5
1 Den gongen song Debora og Barak Abinoamsson dette kvædet:
In that day Debbora and Barac son of Abinoem sung, and said:
2 «For fyrstarn’ fyrst i striden gjekk, og folket viljugt møtte fram, pris Herren, Israel!
O you of Israel, that have willingly offered your lives to danger, bless the Lord.
3 Høyr kongar! Hovdingar, gjev gaum! For Herren eg eit kvæde kved. For Herren, Gud åt Israel, ein song eg syngja vil.
Hear, O ye kings, give ear, ye princes: It is I, it is I, that will sing to the Lord, I will sing to the Lord the God of Israel.
4 Då, Herre, du frå Se’ir for, frå Edomsflyerne skreid fram. Då ristest jordi, himlen draup, regnet or skyi raut.
O Lord, when thou wentest out of Seir, and passedst by the regions of Edom, the earth trembled, and the heavens dropped water.
5 For Herrens åsyn fjelli skalv - sjå Sinaifjellet der, det skalv for han, Israels Gud.
The mountains melted before the face of the Lord, and Sinai before the face of the Lord the God of Israel.
6 I Samgars, Anats-sonens old. Og Jaels, vegarn’ aude var, og ferdamennern’ fara laut på krokut fjellstig fram.
In the days of Samgar the son of Anath, in the days of Jahel the paths rested: and they that went by them, walked through by-ways.
7 Ein førar fattast Israel, ein førar, alt til du steig fram, til du steig fram, Debora, som ei mor i Israel.
The valiant men ceased, and rested in Israel: until Debbora arose, a mother arose in Israel.
8 Gud valde nye styrarar; då stod det strid i portarne: Ein såg’kje skjold og ikkje spjot hjå fyrti tusund hermenn i heile Israel.
The Lord chose new wars, and he himself overthrew the gates of the enemies: a shield and spear was not seen among forty thousand of Israel.
9 Hjå hovdingarn’ i Israel er hugen min, hjå Herren som friviljug møtte fram til strid! Lov Herren, Israel!
My heart loveth the princes of Israel: O you that of your own good will offered yourselves to danger, bless the Lord.
10 De som på gulblakk gangar rid, på høgjende i stova sit, og etter jamne vegen gjeng, røyst i, og syng ein song!
Speak, you that ride upon fair asses, and you that sit in judgment, and walk in the way.
11 Syng høgt som bogeskyttararn’ når dei ved brunnen sit og kved! Der prisar dei Guds vise verk, kor vist han førde Israel. Den gongen Herrens eige folk til portarne for ned.
Where the chariots were dashed together, and the army of the enemies was choked, there let the justices of the Lord be rehearsed, and his clemency towards the brave men of Israel: then the people of the Lord went down to the gates, and obtained the sovereignty.
12 Vakn upp, vakn upp, Debora, vakn upp, eit kvæde kved! Statt upp, Barak, før fangarn’ burt, son åt Abinoam!
Arise, arise, O Debbora, arise, arise, and utter a canticle. Arise, Barac, and take hold of thy captives, O son of Abinoem.
13 Då for ein hop til fyrstarn’ ned Med kjemporn’ Herrens folk steig ned:
The remnants of the people are saved, the Lord hath fought among the valiant ones.
14 Av deg, Efraim, dei som fyrst rot feste på Amaleksfjell. Og etter deg kom Benjamins flokk med folki dine fylgje heldt; av Makir styresmenn steig ned, og ifrå Sebulon dei som gjeng fram med førarstav i hand;
Out of Ephraim he destroyed them into Amalec, and after him out of Benjamin into thy people, O Amalec: Out of Machir there came down princes, and out of Zabulon they that led the army to fight.
15 dei fyrstar av Issakar i fylgje med Debora kom, og Barak - i hans fotfar flaug dei i dalen ned. Ved Rubensbekkjerne dei tok i tankar so raust ei råd.
The captains of Issachar were with Debbora, and followed the steps of Barac, who exposed himself to danger, as one going headlong, and into a pit. Ruben being divided against himself, there was found a strife of courageous men.
16 Kvi vart du sitjande i ro på kvii di og lydde på med hjuringarn’ i fløyta let? - Ved Rubensbekkjerne dei la i tankarn’ lenge råd.
Why dwellest thou between two borders, that thou mayest hear the bleatings of the flocks? Ruben being divided against himself, there was found a strife of courageous men.
17 Gilead, burtum Jordanå gjev han seg roleg til, og Dan kvi drygjer han der skutorn’ ligg? Ved sjøsidi sit Asser still, i hamni held han seg.
Galaad rested beyond the Jordan, and Dan applied himself to ships: Aser dwelt on the sea shore, and abode in the havens.
18 Men Sebulon, det er ein lyd som lite vyrder livet sitt, og like eins Naftali, han som på høge heider bur.
But Zabulon and Nephtali offered their lives to death in the region of Merome.
19 Då kom kongarn’ og stridde, kananitarkongarn’ stridde i Tana’ak, ved Megiddovatnet; sylv vann dei visst ikkje.
The kings came and fought, the kings of Chanaan fought in Thanach by the waters of Mageddo, and yet they took no spoils.
20 Ned frå himlen stjernorn’ stridde frå dei høge skeidi sine imot Sisera dei stridde.
War from heaven was made against them, the stars remaining in their order and courses fought against Sisara.
21 Kisonåi burt deim førde. Åi fræg frå forne dagar - Kisonåi! Stig fram, mi ånd, med styrk!
The torrent of Cison dragged their carcasses, the torrent of Cadumim, the torrent of Cisoii: tread thou, my soul, upon the strong ones.
22 Hardt slo hestehovarn’ i marki, med kjemporne køyrde, køyrde av stad i strjukande tan.
The hoofs of the horses were broken whilst the stoutest of the enemies fled amain, and fell headlong down.
23 «Bann Meroz, » Herrens engel sa, «bann deim som bur der, bann deim burt! Dei kom’kje Herrens her til hjelp. Dei hjelpte ikkje kjemporn’ hans.»
Curse ye the land of Meroz, said the angel of the Lord: curse the inhabitants thereof, because they came not to the help of the Lord, to help his most valiant men.
24 Velsigna ver i kvendeflokk Jael, Hebers, kenitens, viv! Framum kvar kvinna som i buder bur, velsigna vere ho!
Blessed among women be Jahel the wife of Haber the Cinite, and blessed be she in her tent.
25 Vatn bad han um, mjølk gav ho han; i briki skål baud ho han skyr.
He asked her water and she gave him milk, and offered him butter in a dish fit for princes.
26 Med vinstre hand ho naglen triv, med høgre smidjehamaren; i hausen Sisera ho slog, og hamra hovudet hans sund, tunnvangen hans slo ho i knas, og naglen tvert igjenom dreiv.
She put her left hand to the nail, and her right hand to the workman’s hammer, and she struck Sisara, seeking in his head a place for the wound, and strongly piercing through his temples.
27 For føtern’ hennar seig han ned, fram stupt’ han, og på jordi låg; for føtern’ hennar seig han ned; der han seig ned der låg han - daud.
At her feet he fell: he fainted, and he died: he rolled before her feet, and he lay lifeless and wretched.
28 Gjenom vindauga ser ho, Siseras mor, gjenom glaset glor ho, og kvin: «Kva ventar vogni hans etter? Kvi tøvrar tråvaran’ hans?»
His mother looked out at a window, and howled: and she spoke from the dining room: Why is his chariot so long in coming back? Why are the feet of his horses so slow?
29 Svarar dei klokaste fruorne hennar, og sjølv og gjev ho seg svar:
One that was wiser than the rest of his wives, returned this answer to her mother in law:
30 «Visst finn dei herfang, og skifter: Ei møy, tvo møyar til manns, farga klæde åt Sisera, farga klæde og krota; ein farga kjol, tvo krota tjeld for kvar ei herteki kvinna.»
Perhaps he is now dividing the spoils, and the fairest of the women is chosen out for him: garments of divers colours are given to Sisara for his prey, and furniture of different kinds is heaped together to adorn the necks.
31 Gjev, Herre, at uvenern’ dine må alle so ganga til grunnar, og dei deg elskar må vera som soli stig upp i sitt velde.» Sidan hadde landet fred i fyrti år.
So let all thy enemies perish, O Lord: but let them that love thee shine, as the sun shineth in his rising. And the land rested for forty years.
