Jeremias 15

1 Da sagde HERREN til mig: Om så Moses og Samuel stod for mit Åsyn, vilde mit Hjerte ikke vende sig til dem. Jag dette Folk bort fra mit Åsyn!

And Jehovah saith unto me: Though Moses and Samuel should stand before Me, My soul is not toward this people, Send from before My face, and they go out.

2 Og når de spørger dig: "Hvor skal vi gå hen?" så svar dem: Så siger HERREN: Hvo Dødens er, til Død, hvo Sværdets er, til Sværd, hvo Hungerens er, til Hunger, hvo Fangenskabets er, til Fangenskab!

And it hath come to pass, when they say to thee, Whither do we go out? that thou hast said unto them, Thus said Jehovah: Those who [are] for death — to death, And those who are for the sword, to the sword, And those who are for famine, to famine, And those who are for captivity, to captivity.

3 Jeg sætter fire Magter over dem, lyder det fra HERREN: Sværdet til at slå ihjel, Hundene til at slæbe bort, Himmelens Fugle og Jordens Dyr til at æde og ødelægge.

And I have appointed over them four kinds, an affirmation of Jehovah, The sword to slay, and the dogs to drag, And the fowl of the heavens, And the beast of the earth, to consume and to devour.

4 Jeg gør dem til Rædsel for alle Jordens Riger for Ezekiass Søns, Kong Manasse af Judas, Skyld, for alt, hvad han gjorde i Jerusalem.

And I have given them for a trembling To all kingdoms of the earth, Because of Manasseh son of Hezekiah king of Judah, For that which he did in Jerusalem.

5 Hvo føler, Jerusalem, for dig, hvo ynker dig vel, hvo bøjer af fra Vejen og spørger til dig?

For who hath pity on thee, O Jerusalem? And who doth bemoan for thee? And who turneth aside to ask of thy welfare?

6 Du vragede mig, så lyder def fra HERREN; du veg bort. Jeg udrækker Hånden, udsletter dig, træt af at ynkes.

Thou — thou hast left Me — an affirmation of Jehovah, Backward thou goest, And I stretch out My hand against thee, And I destroy thee, I have been weary of repenting,

7 Med Kasteskovl kaster jeg dem i Landets Porte, mit Folk gør jeg barnløst og til intet; de vendte ej om.

And I scatter them with a fan, in the gates the land, I bereaved, I have destroyed My people, From their ways they turned not back.

8 Flere end Havets Sandskorn bliver deres Enker. Jeg sender over Ynglingens Moder ved Middag en Hærger, brat lader jeg Angst og Rædsel falde på hende.

Its widows have been more to Me than the sand of the seas, I brought in to them — against the mother — A young man — a spoiler — at noon. I caused to fall upon her suddenly, wrath and trouble.

9 Syvsønnemoder vansmægter, opgiver Ånden, hendes Sol går alt ned ved Dag, hun beskæmmes og blues. De overblevne giver jeg til Sværdet for Fjendernes Øjne, lyder det fra HERREN.

Languished hath the bearer of seven, She hath breathed out her spirit, Gone in hath her sun while yet day, It hath been ashamed and confounded, And their residue to the sword I give up before their enemies, An affirmation of Jehovah.

10 Ve mig, min Moder, at du fødte mig, en Tvistens og kivens Mand for Alerden! Jeg gav eller modtog ej Lån, og de bander mig alle.

Woe to me, my mother, For thou hast borne me a man of strife, And a man of contention to all the land, I have not lent on usury, Nor have they lent on usury to me — All of them are reviling me.

11 HERREN sagde: Sandelig, jeg løser dig, at det må gå dig vel. Sandelig, jeg lader Fjenden bønfalde dig i Ulykkens og Trængselens Tid.

Jehovah said, Did I not direct thee for good? Did not I intercede for thee in a time of evil, And in a time of adversity, with the enemy?

12 Sønderbryder man Jern, Jern fra Norden, og kobber?

Doth one break iron — northern iron, and brass?

13 Din Rigdom og dine Skatte giver jeg hen til Rov, ikke for Betaling, men til Straf for alle dine Synder i alle dine Landemærker;

Thy strength and thy treasures For a prey I do give — not for price, Even for all thy sins, and in all thy borders.

14 jeg lader dig trælle for dine Fjender i et Land, du ikke kender, thi Ild luer op i min Vrede; den brænder mod eder.

And I have caused thine enemies To pass over into the land — Thou hast not known, For a fire hath been kindled in Mine anger, Against you it doth burn.

15 Du kender det, HERRE, kom mig i Hu, tag dig af mig; hævn mig på dem, som forfølger mig, vær ikke langmodig, så jeg rives bort! Vid, at for din Skyld bærer jeg Hån

Thou, Thou hast known, O Jehovah, Remember me, and inspect me, And take vengeance for me of my pursuers, In Thy long-suffering take me not away, Know — I have borne for Thee reproach.

16 fra dem, der lader hånt om dit Ord; ryd dem ud!" Men mig blev dit Ord til Fryd og til Hjertens Glæde; thi dit Navn er nævnet over mig, HERRE, Hærskarers Gud.

Thy words have been found, and I eat them, And Thy word is to me for a joy, And for the rejoicing of my heart, For Thy name is called on me, O Jehovah, God of Hosts.

17 Ikke sad jeg og jubled i glades Lag; grebet af din Hånd sad jeg ene, thi du fyldte mig med Harme.

I have not sat in an assembly of deriders, Nor do I exult, because of thy hand, — Alone I have sat, For [with] indignation Thou hast filled me.

18 Hvorfor er min Smerte evig, ulægeligt mit Sår? Det vil ikke læges. Du blev mig som en skuffende Bæk, som Vand, der sviger.

Why hath my pain been perpetual? And my wound incurable? It hath refused to be healed, Thou art surely to me as a failing stream, Waters not stedfast.

19 Derfor så siger Herren: Omvender du dig, vil jeg omvende dig, så du står for mit Åsyn; giver du det ædle, ej det uædle, Vækst, skal du være som min Mund. De skal vende om til dig, du ikke til dem.

Therefore, thus said Jehovah: If thou turnest back, then I bring thee back, Before Me thou dost stand, And if thou bringest out the precious from the vile, As My mouth thou art! They — they turn back unto thee, And thou dost not turn back unto them.

20 Jeg gør dig for dette Folk til en Kobbermur, ingen kan storme; de skal kæmpe mod dig, men ikke få Overhånd over dig, thi jeg er med dig for at frelse og redde dig, lyder det fra HERREN.

And I have made thee to this people For a wall — brazen — fenced, And they have fought against thee, And they do not prevail against thee, For with thee [am] I to save thee, And to deliver thee — an affirmation of Jehovah,

21 Jeg redder dig af ondes Vold og frier dig af Voldsmænds Hånd.

And I have delivered thee from the hand of evil doers, And I have ransomed thee From the hand of the terrible!