Zakarias 13
1 Paa den Dag skal der være en aabnet Kilde for Davids Hus og for Jerusalems Indbyggere imod Synd og imod Urenhed.
On that day a fountain will be opened for the house of David, and for the inhabitants of Jerusalem, for sin and for uncleanness.
2 Og det skal ske paa den Dag, siger den Herre Zebaoth, at jeg vil udrydde Afgudernes Navne af Landet, og de skulle ikke ihukommes ydermere; ogsaa Profeterne og den urene Aand vil jeg lade forsvinde af Landet.
And it will be on that day, says the Lord of hosts, I will cut off the names of the idols from the land and they will be remembered no more. And the prophets and the unclean spirit I will banish from the land.
3 Og det skal ske, naar nogen spaar ydermere, da skal hans Fader og hans Moder, som avlede ham, sige til ham: Du skal ikke leve, thi du har talt Løgn i Herrens Navn; og hans Fader og hans Moder, som avlede ham, skulle gennembore Ham, naar han spaar.
If any man prophesy any more, his father and his mother who bore him, will say to him, ‘You will not live, for you speak falsehood in the name of the Lord.’ And his father and his mother who bore him will stab him through when he is seized by the prophetic frenzy.
4 Og det skal ske paa den Dag, da skulle Profeterne skamme sig, hver over sit Syn, naar han spaar; og de skulle ikke iføre sig en laadden Kappe for at bedrage.
And it will be in that day that the prophets will be ashamed, each of his vision, and will not wear the hairy mantle in order to deceive.
5 Men han skal sige: Jeg er ingen Profet, jeg er en Agerdyrker; thi en Mand har købt mig fra min Ungdom af.
Each will say, ‘I am not a prophet, a tiller of the ground am I, for the ground is my possession from my youth.’
6 Og dersom nogen siger til ham: Hvad betyde disse Saar i dine Hænder? da skal han sige: Det er Slag, som jeg har faaet i deres Hus, som elskede mig.
And they will say to him, ‘What are these scars on your back?’ And he will say, ‘The scars which I received in the house of my friends.’
7 Sværd! vaagn op imod min Hyrde og imod den Mand, som er min Næste, siger den Herre Zebaoth; slaa Hyrden, og Faarene skulle adspredes, og jeg vil føre min Haand tilbage over de smaa.
Awake, sword, against my shepherd, against the man who stands near to me, says the Lord of hosts. I will strike the shepherd so that the sheep may be scattered, I will turn my hand against the little ones.
8 Og det skal ske i alt Landet, siger Herren: De to Dele, som ere derudi, skulle udryddes, de skulle opgive Aanden; men den ene Tredjedel skal blive tilbage derudi.
In all the land, says the Lord, two-thirds in it will be cut off and die, but a third will be left in it.
9 Og jeg vil bringe denne Tredjedel i Ilden og lutre den, som man lutrer Sølvet, og prøve den, som man prøver Guldet; den skal paakalde mit Navn, og jeg vil bønhøre den; jeg siger: Det er mit Folk, og den skal sige: Herren er min Gud.
I will bring the third into the fire, and melt it as one melts silver, and test it as one tests gold. Then they will call on my name, and I myself will answer them. I will say, ‘They are my people.’ They will say, ‘The Lord is our God.’
