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 YHWH says to 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 has come to pass, when they say to you, To where do we go out? That you have said to them, Thus said YHWH: 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 four kinds over them,” A declaration of YHWH, “The sword to slay, and the dogs to drag, And the bird 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 has pity on you, O Jerusalem? And who bemoans for you? And who turns aside to ask of your welfare?

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

You have left Me,” A declaration of YHWH, “You go backward, And I stretch out My hand against you, And I destroy you, I have been weary of relenting,

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 of the land, I have bereaved [them], I have destroyed My people, They did not turn back from their ways.

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 on them—against the mother—A young man—a spoiler—at noon. I caused wrath and trouble to fall on her suddenly.

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.

The bearer of seven has languished, She has breathed out her spirit, Her sun has gone in while yet day, It has been ashamed and confounded, And I give up their remnant to the sword before their enemies,” A declaration of YHWH.

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 you have 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.

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

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

Does one break iron, Northern iron and bronze?

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;

I give your strength and your treasures for a prey—not for price, Even for all your sins, and in all your 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 your enemies To pass over into the land [that] You have not known, For a fire has been kindled in My anger, It burns against you.”

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

You, You have known, O YHWH, Remember me, and inspect me, And take vengeance for me of my pursuers, In Your long-suffering do not take me away, Know [that] I have borne reproach for You.

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.

Your words have been found, and I eat them, And Your word is to me for a joy, And for the rejoicing of my heart, For Your Name is called on me, O YHWH, 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 your hand—I have sat alone, For You have filled me [with] indignation.

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 has my pain been continuous? And my wound incurable? It has refused to be healed, You are surely as a failing stream to me, Waters [that are] not steadfast.

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 YHWH: “If you turn back, then I bring you back, You stand before Me, And if you bring out the precious from the vile, You are as My mouth! They return to you, And you do not return to 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 you to this people For a wall—bronze—fortified, And they have fought against you, And they do not prevail against you, For I [am] with you to save you, And to deliver you,” A declaration of YHWH,

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

“And I have delivered you from the hand of evildoers, And I have ransomed you From the hand of the terrible!”