Jeremias 48
1 Om Moab. Så siger Hærskares Herre, Israels Gud. Ve over Nebo, thi det er lagt øde, blevet til Skamme; indtaget er Kirjatajim, med Skam er Borgen brudt ned.
Of Moab. The LORD of Armies, the God of Israel, says: “Woe to Nebo! For it is laid waste. Kiriathaim is disappointed. It is taken. Misgab is put to shame and broken down.
2 Der er ingen Lægedom mer for Moab, intet Fryderåb i Hesjbon; de oplægger onde Råd imod det: "Kom, lad os udrydde det af Folkenes Tal!" Også du, Madmen, skal omkomme, Sværdet skal forfølge dig.
The praise of Moab is no more. In Heshbon they have devised evil against her: ‘Come! Let’s cut her off from being a nation.’ You also, Madmen, will be brought to silence. The sword will pursue you.
3 Hør Skriget fra Horonajim, frygteligt Brag og Sammenbrud!
The sound of a cry from Horonaim, desolation and great destruction!
4 Moab er brudt sammen; lad Skriget lyde til Zoar.
Moab is destroyed. Her little ones have caused a cry to be heard.
5 Ak, grædende stiger de op ad Luhits Skråning; ak, på Vejen til Horonajim hører de Jammerskrig.
For they will go up by the ascent of Luhith with continual weeping. For at the descent of Horonaim they have heard the distress of the cry of destruction.
6 Fly, red eders Liv, og I skal blive som en Enebærbusk i Ørkenen.
Flee! Save your lives! Be like the juniper bush in the wilderness.
7 Ja, fordi du stolede på dine Borge og Skatte, skal også du fanges. Kemosj skal vandre i Landflygtighed, hans, Præster og Fyrster til Hobe.
For, because you have trusted in your works and in your treasures, you also will be taken. Chemosh will go out into captivity, his priests and his princes together.
8 Hærværksmænd skal komme over hver By, ingen By skal reddes; Dalen skal ødelægges og Højsletten hærges, som HERREN har sagt.
The destroyer will come on every city, and no city will escape; the valley also will perish, and the plain will be destroyed, as the LORD has spoken.
9 Giv Moab Vinger, at det kan flyve bort; dets Byer skal blive en Ørken, så ingen bor der.
Give wings to Moab, that she may fly and get herself away: and her cities will become a desolation, without anyone to dwell in them.
10 Forbandet være den, der er lad til at gøre HERRENs Værk, forbandet den, som holder sit Sværd fra Blod.
“Cursed is he who does the work of the LORD negligently; and cursed is he who keeps back his sword from blood.
11 Moab var tryg fra sin Ungdom, lå roligt på sin Bærme; det hældtes ikke fra Fad til Fad og vandrede ikke i Landflygtighed; derfor holdt det sin Smag, og dets Duft tabte sig ikke.
“Moab has been at ease from his youth, and he has settled on his dregs, and has not been emptied from vessel to vessel, neither has he gone into captivity; therefore his taste remains in him, and his scent is not changed.
12 Se, derfor skal Dage komme, lyder det fra HERREN, da jeg sender Vintappere, som skal tappe det og tømme dets Fade og knuse dets Dunke.
Therefore behold, the days come,” says the LORD, “that I will send to him those who pour off, and they will pour him off; and they will empty his vessels, and break their containers in pieces.
13 Da skal Moab få Skam af Kemosj, som Israels Hus havde Skam af Betel, som de stolede på.
Moab will be ashamed of Chemosh, as the house of Israel was ashamed of Bethel, their confidence.
14 Hvor kan I sige: "Helte er vi og djærve Folk til Krig?"
“How do you say, ‘We are mighty men, and valiant men for the war’?
15 Moab skal hærges med sine Byer og dets ypperste Ynglinge stige ned til at slagtes, lyder det fra Kongen, hvis Navn er Hærskarers HERRE.
Moab is laid waste, and they have gone up into his cities, and his chosen young men have gone down to the slaughter,” says the King, whose name is the LORD of Armies.
16 Moabs Undergang er nær, dets Ulykke kommer såre hastigt.
“The calamity of Moab is near to come, and his affliction hurries fast.
17 Ynk det, alle dets Naboer og alle, som kender dets Navn; sig: Hvor knækkedes dog den stærke Stav, det herlige Spir!
All you who are around him, bemoan him; and all you who know his name, say, ‘How the strong staff is broken, the beautiful rod!’
18 Stig ned fra Æressædet, sæt dig i Skarnet, du, som bor der, Dibons Datter! Thi han, der hærger Moab, drager op imod dig, nedbryder dine Fæstninger.
“You daughter who dwells in Dibon, come down from your glory, and sit in thirst; for the destroyer of Moab has come up against you. He has destroyed your strongholds.
19 Stå hen på Vejen og se dig om, du, som bor i Aroer, spørg Flygtningene og de undslupne Kvinder, sig: "Hvad er der sket?"
Inhabitant of Aroer, stand by the way and watch. Ask him who flees, and her who escapes; say, ‘What has been done?’
20 Moab er blevet til Skamme, ja knust. Jamrer og skrig, meld ved Arnon, at Moab er hærget,
Moab is disappointed; for it is broken down. Wail and cry! Tell it by the Arnon, that Moab is laid waste.
21 at Dommen er kommet over Højslettelandet, over Holon, Jaza, Mefaat,
Judgement has come on the plain country— on Holon, on Jahzah, on Mephaath,
22 Dibon, Nebo, Bet-Diblatajim,
on Dibon, on Nebo, on Beth Diblathaim,
23 Kirjatajim, Bet-Gamul, Bet Meon,
on Kiriathaim, on Beth Gamul, on Beth Meon,
24 Kerijot, Bozra og alle Byer i Moabs Land fjernt og nær.
on Kerioth, on Bozrah, and on all the cities of the land of Moab, far or near.
25 Afhugget er Moabs Horn, og dets Arm er brudt, lyder det fra HERREN.
The horn of Moab is cut off, and his arm is broken,” says the LORD.
26 Gør det drukkent! Thi det hovmodede sig mod HERREN; og Moab skal falde omkuld i sit eget Spy, også det skal blive til Latter.
“Make him drunk, for he magnified himself against the LORD. Moab will wallow in his vomit, and he also will be in derision.
27 Var ikke Israel til Latter for dig? Blev det måske grebet blandt Tyve, siden du bliver så ivrig, hver Gang du taler derom?
For wasn’t Israel a derision to you? Was he found amongst thieves? For as often as you speak of him, you shake your head.
28 Kom fra Byerne og fæst Bo på Klippen, Moabs Indbyggere, vær som Duen, der bygger Rede hist ved Afgrundens Rand.
You inhabitants of Moab, leave the cities, and dwell in the rock. Be like the dove that makes her nest over the mouth of the abyss.
29 Vi har hørt om Moabs Hovmod, det såre store, dets Stolthed. Overmod og Hovmod, dets opblæste Hjerte.
“We have heard of the pride of Moab. He is very proud in his loftiness, his pride, his arrogance, and the arrogance of his heart.
30 Jeg kender, lyder det fra HERREN, dets Frækhed, dets tomme Snak, dets tomme Gerninger.
I know his wrath,” says the LORD, “that it is nothing; his boastings have done nothing.
31 Derfor må jeg jamre over Moab, skrige over hele Moab, over Mændene i Kir-Heres må jeg sukke.
Therefore I will wail for Moab. Yes, I will cry out for all Moab. They will mourn for the men of Kir Heres.
32 Jazers Gråd græder jeg over dig, Sibmas Vinstok; dine Skud overskred Havet, nåede til Jazer; på din Frugt og din Høst slog Hærværksmanden ned.
With more than the weeping of Jazer I will weep for you, vine of Sibmah. Your branches passed over the sea. They reached even to the sea of Jazer. The destroyer has fallen on your summer fruits and on your vintage.
33 Glæde og Jubel er svundet fra Frugthaven og Moabs Land. Jeg lader Vinen svinde fra Persekarrene, ingen træder Vin.
Gladness and joy is taken away from the fruitful field and from the land of Moab. I have caused wine to cease from the wine presses. No one will tread with shouting. The shouting will be no shouting.
34 Hesjbon og Elale skriger, det høres til Jahaz; Horonajim og Eglat-Sjelisjija skriger; ak, Nimrims Vande bliver Ødemarker.
From the cry of Heshbon even to Elealeh, even to Jahaz they have uttered their voice, from Zoar even to Horonaim, to Eglath Shelishiyah; for the waters of Nimrim will also become desolate.
35 Jeg udrydder af Moab den, der stiger op på Offerhøjen og tænder Offerild for dets Guder, lyder det fra HERREN.
Moreover I will cause to cease in Moab,” says the LORD, “him who offers in the high place, and him who burns incense to his gods.
36 Derfor klager mit Hjerte som Fløjter over Moab, og mit Hjerte klager som Fløjter over Kir-Heres's Mænd. Godset, de vandt, går derfor til Spilde.
Therefore my heart sounds for Moab like flutes, and my heart sounds like flutes for the men of Kir Heres. Therefore the abundance that he has gotten has perished.
37 Thi hvert Hoved er skaldet, hvert Skæg revet af; i alle Hænder er der Rifter, over alle Lænder Sæk.
For every head is bald, and every beard clipped. There are cuttings on all the hands, and sackcloth on the waist.
38 Alt er Klage på alle Moabs Tage og Torve; thi jeg sønderbryder Moab som et usselt Kar, lyder det fra HERREN.
On all the housetops of Moab, and in its streets, there is lamentation everywhere; for I have broken Moab like a vessel in which no one delights,” says the LORD.
39 Hvor er Moab forfærdet! Hvor vender det Ryg med Skam! Ja, Moab er blevet til Latter og Rædsel for alle sine Naboer.
“How it is broken down! How they wail! How Moab has turned the back with shame! So will Moab become a derision and a terror to all who are around him.”
40 Thi så siger HERREN: Se, som en Ørn med udbredte Vinger svæver han over Moab.
For the LORD says: “Behold, he will fly as an eagle, and will spread out his wings against Moab.
41 Kerijot er taget og Borgene faldet. Moabs Heltes Hjerte bliver på hin Dag som en nødstedt Kvindes Hjerte.
Kerioth is taken, and the strongholds are seized. The heart of the mighty men of Moab at that day will be as the heart of a woman in her pangs.
42 Moab er ødelagt og ikke mer et Folk, fordi det hovmodede sig mod HERREN.
Moab will be destroyed from being a people, because he has magnified himself against the LORD.
43 Gru og Grav og Garn kommer over dig, du, som bor i Moab, lyder det fra HERREN;
Terror, the pit, and the snare are on you, inhabitant of Moab,” says the LORD.
44 den, der flygter for Gru, falder i Grav, den, der når op af Grav, fanges i Garn. Thi jeg bringer over Moab deres Hjemsøgelses År, lyder det fra HERREN.
“He who flees from the terror will fall into the pit; and he who gets up out of the pit will be taken in the snare, for I will bring on him, even on Moab, the year of their visitation,” says the LORD.
45 I Ly af Hesjbon står Flygtninge uden Kraft. Thi Ild farer ud fra Hesjbon, Ildsluefra Sihons Stad; den fortærer Moabs Tinding og de larmende Mænds isse.
“Those who fled stand without strength under the shadow of Heshbon; for a fire has gone out of Heshbon, and a flame from the middle of Sihon, and has devoured the corner of Moab, and the crown of the head of the tumultuous ones.
46 Ve dig, Moab, det er ude med dig, Kemosjs Folk. Thi dine Sønner slæbes i Fangenskab, dine Døtre ligeså.
Woe to you, O Moab! The people of Chemosh are undone; for your sons are taken away captive, and your daughters into captivity.
47 Menjeg vender Moabs Skæbne i de sidste Dage, lyder det fra HERREN. Så vidt Moabs Dom.
“Yet I will reverse the captivity of Moab in the latter days,” says the LORD. Thus far is the judgement of Moab.
