Habakkuk 2
1 Op på min Varde vil jeg stige; stå hen på mit Vagtsted og spejde, og se, hvad han taler i mig, hvad Svar han har på min Klage.
I will stand upon my watch, and set me upon the tower, and will look forth to see what he will say unto me, and what I shall answer as to my reproof.
2 Og HERREN gav mig til Svar de Ord: "Skriv Synet op og rist det ind i Tavler, at det kan læses let;
And Jehovah answered me and said, Write the vision, and engrave it upon tablets, that he may run that readeth it.
3 thi Synet står ved Magt, træffer ind til Tide, usvigeligt iler det mod Målet; tøver det, bi så på det, thi det kommer; det udebliver ikke."
For the vision is yet for an appointed time, but it hasteth to the end, and shall not lie: though it tarry, wait for it; for it will surely come, it will not delay.
4 Se, opblæst, uredelig er Sjælen i ham, men den retfærdige skal leve ved sin Tro.
Behold, his soul is puffed up, it is not upright within him: but the just shall live by his faith.
5 Han er der hos den frækkeste Røver, en hoven, frastødende Mand, der som Dødsriget opspiler Gabet, som Døden uden at mættes, skraber alle Folkene til sig, sanker alle Folkeslag til sig. (Sheol h7585)
And moreover, the wine is treacherous: he is a proud man, and keepeth not at rest, he enlargeth his desire as Sheol, and he is like death and cannot be satisfied; and he assembleth unto him all nations, and gathereth unto him all peoples. (Sheol h7585)
6 Visselig skal de alle istemme en Hånsang, en Smædevise fuld af Hentydninger til ham og sige: Ve ham, der dynger andres Gods op - hvor længe? - og læsser Pantegods på sig!
Shall not all these take up a proverb about him, and a taunting riddle against him, and say, Woe to him that increaseth that which is not his! how long? — and to him that loadeth himself with pledges!
7 Thi brat står dine Skyldherrer op; de, som vil rykke dig, vågner; da bliver du dem til Bytte.
Shall they not rise up suddenly that shall bite thee, and they awake up that shall vex thee, and thou shalt be for booties unto them?
8 Fordi du har plyndret mange Folk, skal du plyndres af al Folkeslagenes Rest for Menneskeblods Skyld, for Vold mod Landet, mod Byen og alle, som bor der.
Because thou hast plundered many nations, all the rest of the peoples shall plunder thee; because of men's blood, and for the violence [done] to the land, to the city, and all that dwell therein.
9 Ve ham, som søger ublu Vinding til sit Hus for at bygge sin Rede højt og redde sig fra Ulykkens Hånd.
Woe to him that getteth iniquitous gain to his house, that he may set his nest on high, that he may be delivered from the grasp of evil!
10 Dit Hus får Skam af dit Råd. Du nedtrådte mange Folkeslag, men satte din Sjæl i Vove.
Thou hast devised shame to thy house, by cutting off many peoples, and hast sinned against thine own soul.
11 Thi Stenen råber fra Væggen, fra Træværket svarer Bjælken.
For the stone shall cry out of the wall, and the beam out of the timber shall answer it.
12 Ve ham, som bygger By med Blod og rejser en Stad med Uret,
Woe to him that buildeth a town with blood, and establisheth a city by unrighteousness!
13 (er dette ikke, fra Hærskarers HERRE?) så Folkeslag slider for Ilden, og Folkefærds Møje er spildt.
Behold, is it not of Jehovah of hosts that the peoples labour for the fire, and the nations weary themselves in vain?
14 Thi Jorden skal fyldes af Kundskab om HERRENs Herlighed, som Vandene dækker Havets Bund.
For the earth shall be filled with the knowledge of the glory of Jehovah as the waters cover the sea.
15 Ve ham, som lader Venner drikke en Rus af Fade og Skåle for at få deres Blusel at se.
Woe unto him that giveth his neighbour drink, — that pourest out thy flask, and makest [him] drunken also, that thou mayest look on their nakedness!
16 Du mætted dig med Skam for Ære. Drik selv, vis din Forhud frem! Nu kommer Bægeret fra HERRENs højre til dig og Skændsel til din Ære.
Thou art filled with shame instead of glory; drink thou also, and let thy foreskin be uncovered: the cup of Jehovah's right hand shall be turned unto thee, and a shameful spewing shall be on thy glory.
17 Thi du tynges af Vold mod Libanon, knuses for Misbrug af Dyr, for Menneskeblods Skyld, for Vold mod Landet, mod Byen og alle, som bor der.
For the violence [done] to Lebanon shall cover thee, and the destruction of beasts which made them afraid; because of men's blood, and for the violence [done] to the land, to the city, and all that dwell therein.
18 Hvad gavner det skårne Billed, at en Billedskærer skærer det ud, det støbte Billed, hvis Spådom er falsk, at en Billedskærer stoler derpå, så han laver stumme Guder?
What profiteth the graven image that the maker thereof hath graven it? the molten image, and the teacher of falsehood, that the maker of his work dependeth thereon, to make dumb idols?
19 Ve den, som siger til Træ: "Vågn op!" til Sten uden Mæle:" - Stå op!" Den skulde kunne spå! Se, den er klædt i Guld og Sølv, men af Ånd har den intet i sig.
Woe unto him that saith to the wood, Awake! to the dumb stone, Arise! Shall it teach? Behold it is overlaid with gold and silver, and there is no breath at all in the midst of it.
20 Men HERREN er i sin Helligdom; stille for ham, al Jorden!
But Jehovah is in his holy temple. Let all the earth keep silence before him!
