Micah 6
1 Give ear now to the words of the Lord: Up! put forward your cause before the mountains, let your voice be sounding among the hills.
Hør, hvad HERREN taler: Kom, fremfør din Trætte for Bjergene, lad Højene høre din Røst!
2 Give ear, O you mountains, to the Lord's cause, and take note, you bases of the earth: for the Lord has a cause against his people, and he will take it up with Israel.
I Bjerge, hør HERRENS Trætte, lyt til, I Jordens Grundvolde! Thi HERREN har Trætte med sit Folk, med Israel gaar han i Rette:
3 O my people, what have I done to you? how have I been a weariness to you? give answer against me.
Hvad har jeg gjort dig, mit Folk, med hvad har jeg plaget dig? Svar!
4 For I took you up out of the land of Egypt and made you free from the prison-house; I sent before you Moses, Aaron, and Miriam.
Jeg førte dig jo op fra Ægypten og udløste dig af Trællehuset, og jeg sendte for dit Ansigt Moses, Aron og Mirjam.
5 O my people, keep in mind now what was designed by Balak, king of Moab, and the answer which Balaam, son of Beor, gave him; the events, from Shittim to Gilgal, so that you may be certain of the upright acts of the Lord.
Mit Folk, kom i Hu, hvad Kong Balak af Moab havde i Sinde, og hvad Bileam, Beors Søn, svarede ham, fra Sjittim til Gilgal, for at du kan kende HERRENS Retfærdsgerninger.
6 With what am I to come before the Lord and go with bent head before the high God? am I to come before him with burned offerings, with young oxen a year old?
»Med hvad skal jeg møde HERREN, bøje mig for Højhedens Gud? Skal jeg møde ham med Brændofre, møde med aargamle Kalve?
7 Will the Lord be pleased with thousands of sheep or with ten thousand rivers of oil? am I to give my first child for my wrongdoing, the fruit of my body for the sin of my soul?
Har HERREN Behag i Tusinder af Vædre, Titusinder af Oliestrømme? Skal jeg give min førstefødte for min Synd, mit Livs Frugt som Bod for min Sjæl?«
8 He has made clear to you, O man, what is good; and what is desired from you by the Lord; only doing what is right, and loving mercy, and walking without pride before your God.
Det er sagt dig, o Menneske, hvad der er godt, og hvad HERREN kræver af dig: hvad andet end at øve Ret, gerne vise Kærlighed og vandre ydmygt med din Gud.
9 The voice of the Lord is crying out to the town: Give ear, you tribes and the meeting of the town.
Hør, HERREN raaber til Byen (at frygte dit Navn er Visdom): Hør, Stamme og Byens Menighed!
10 Am I to let the stores of the evil-doer go out of my memory, and the short measure, which is cursed?
Skal jeg taale Skattene i den gudløses Hus og den magre, forbandede Efa,
11 Is it possible for me to let wrong scales and the bag of false weights go without punishment?
tilgive Gudløsheds Vægt og Pungen med falske Lodder?
12 For its men of wealth are cruel, and its people have said what is not true, and their tongue is false in their mouth.
Dens Rigmænd er fulde af Vold, dens Borgeres Tale er Løgn, og Tungen er falsk i deres Mund.
13 So I have made a start with your punishment; I have made you waste because of your sins.
Derfor tog jeg til at slaa dig, ødelægge dig for dine Synder.
14 You will have food, but not enough; your shame will be ever with you: you will get your goods moved, but you will not take them away safely; and what you do take away I will give to the sword.
Du skal spise, men ikke mættes, lige tomt skal dit Indre være; hvad du hengemmer, skal du ej bjærge, og hvad du bjærger, giver jeg Sværdet;
15 You will put in seed, but you will not get in the grain; you will be crushing olives, but your bodies will not be rubbed with the oil; and you will get in the grapes, but you will have no wine.
du skal saa, men ikke høste, perse Oliven, men ikke salve dig, perse Most, men ej drikke Vin.
16 For you have kept the laws of Omri and all the works of the family of Ahab, and you have been guided by their designs: so that I might make you a cause of wonder and your people a cause of hisses; and the shame of my people will be on you.
Du fulgte Omris Skikke, al Akabs Huses Færd; I vandrede efter deres Raad, saa jeg maa gøre dig til Ørk og Byens Borgere til Spot; Folkenes Haan skal I bære.
