Jeremiah 20
1 Now it came to the ears of Pashhur, the son of Immer the priest, who was chief in authority in the house of the Lord, that Jeremiah was saying these things;
Da Præsten Pasjhur, Immers Søn, der var Overopsynsmand i HERRENS Hus, hørte Jeremias profetere saaledes,
2 And Pashhur gave blows to Jeremiah and had his feet chained in a framework of wood in the higher doorway of Benjamin, which was in the house of the Lord.
slog han ham og lod ham lægge i Blokken i den øvre Benjaminsport i HERRENS Hus.
3 Then on the day after, Pashhur let Jeremiah loose. Then Jeremiah said to him, The Lord has given you the name of Magor-missabib (Cause-of-fear-on-every-side), not Pashhur.
Men da Pasjhur Dagen efter slap Jeremias ud af Blokken, sagde Jeremias til ham: HERREN kalder dig ikke Pasjhur, men: Trindt-om-er-Rædsel.
4 For the Lord has said, See, I will make you a cause of fear to yourself and to all your friends: they will come to their death by the sword of their haters, and your eyes will see it: and I will give all Judah into the hands of the king of Babylon, and he will take them away prisoners into Babylon and put them to the sword.
Thi saa siger HERREN: Se, jeg gør dig til Rædsel for dig selv og for alle dine Venner; de skal falde for deres Fjenders Sværd, og dine Øjne skal se det. Og hele Juda giver jeg i Babels Konges Haand; han skal føre dem til Babel og hugge dem ned med Sværdet.
5 And more than this, I will give all the wealth of this town and all its profits and all its things of value, even all the stores of the kings of Judah will I give into the hands of their haters, who will put violent hands on them and take them away to Babylon.
Og jeg giver alt denne Bys Gods og al dens Velstand og alle dens kostelige Ting og alle Judas Kongers Skatte i deres Fjenders Haand; de skal rane dem og tage dem og føre dem til Babel.
6 And you, Pashhur, and all who are in your house, will go away prisoners: you will come to Babylon, and there your body will be put to rest, you and all your friends, to whom you said false words.
Og du Pasjhur og alle, der bor i dit Hus, skal gaa i Fangenskab. Du skal komme til Babel; der skal du dø, og der skal du jordes sammen med alle dine Venner, for hvem du har profeteret Løgn.
7 O Lord, you have been false to me, and I was tricked; you are stronger than I, and have overcome me: I have become a thing to be laughed at all the day, everyone makes sport of me.
Du overtalte mig, HERRE, og jeg lod mig overtale, du tvang mig med Magt. Dagen lang er jeg til Latter, mig haaner enhver.
8 For every word I say is a cry for help; I say with a loud voice, Violent behaviour and wasting: because the word of the Lord is made a shame to me and a cause of laughing all the day.
Thi saa tit jeg taler, maa jeg skrige, raabe: »Vold og Overfald!« Thi HERRENS Ord er mig Dagen lang til Skændsel og Spot.
9 And if I say, I will not keep him in mind, I will not say another word in his name; then it is in my heart like a burning fire shut up in my bones, and I am tired of keeping myself in, I am not able to do it.
Men tænkte jeg: »Ej vil jeg mindes ham, ej tale mer i hans Navn, « da blev det som brændende Ild i mit indre, som Brand i mine Ben; jeg er træt, jeg kan ikke mere, jeg evner det ej;
10 For numbers of them say evil secretly in my hearing (there is fear on every side): they say, Come, let us give witness against him; all my nearest friends, who are watching for my fall, say, It may be that he will be taken by deceit, and we will get the better of him and give him punishment.
thi jeg hører mange hviske, trindt om er Rædsel: »Angiv ham!« og: »Vi vil angive ham!« Alle mine Venner lurer paa et Fejltrin af mig: »Maaske gaar han i Fælden, saa vi faar ham i vor Magt, og da kan vi hævne os paa ham!«
11 But the Lord is with me as a great one, greatly to be feared: so my attackers will have a fall, and they will not overcome me: they will be greatly shamed, because they have not done wisely, even with an unending shame, kept in memory for ever.
Men HERREN er med mig som en vældig Helt; derfor skal de, som forfølger mig, snuble i Afmagt, højlig beskæmmes, thi Heldet svigter dem, faa Skændsel, der aldrig glemmes.
12 But, O Lord of armies, testing the upright and seeing the thoughts and the heart, let me see your punishment come on them; for I have put my cause before you.
Du Hærskarers HERRE, som prøver den retfærdige, gennemskuer Nyrer og Hjerte, lad mig skue din Hævn paa dem, thi paa dig har jeg væltet min Sag.
13 Make melody to the Lord, give praise to the Lord: for he has made the soul of the poor man free from the hands of the evil-doers.
Syng for HERREN, lovpris HERREN! Thi han redder den fattiges Sjæl af de ondes Haand.
14 A curse on the day of my birth: let there be no blessing on the day when my mother had me.
Forbandet være den Dag, paa hvilken jeg fødtes; den Dag, min Moder fødte mig, skal ikke velsignes.
15 A curse on the man who gave the news to my father, saying, You have a male child; making him very glad.
Forbandet den Mand, som bragte min Fader det Bud: »Et Barn, en Dreng er født dig!« og glæded ham saare.
16 May that man be like the towns overturned by the Lord without mercy: let a cry for help come to his ears in the morning, and the sound of war in the middle of the day;
Det gaa den Mand som Byerne, HERREN omstyrted uden Medynk; han høre Skrig ved Gry, Kampraab ved Middagstide.
17 Because he did not put me to death before my birth took place: so my mother's body would have been my last resting-place, and she would have been with child for ever.
At han ej lod mig dø i Moders Liv, saa min Moder var blevet min Grav og hendes Moderliv evigt svangert!
18 Why did I come from my mother's body to see pain and sorrow, so that my days might be wasted with shame?
Hvi kom jeg af Moders Liv, naar jeg kun skulde opleve Møje og Harm, mine Dage svinde i Skam!
