Jeremiah 10
1 Hear the word which Yahweh speaks to you, house of Israel!
Hør det Ord HERREN taler til eder, Israels hus!
2 Yahweh says, “Don’t learn the way of the nations, and don’t be dismayed at the signs of the sky; for the nations are dismayed at them.
Så siger HERREN: Væn eder ikke til Hedningernes Færd og frygt ikke Himmelens Tegn, fordi Hedningerne frygter dem.
3 For the customs of the peoples are vanity; for one cuts a tree out of the forest, the work of the hands of the workman with the ax.
Thi Folkenes Rædsel er Tomhed; thi det er Træ, fældet i Skoven, et Værk, som Håndværkerhænder tilhugger med Økse:
4 They deck it with silver and with gold. They fasten it with nails and with hammers, so that it can’t move.
han smykker det med Sølv og Guld og fæster det med Søm og Hammer, så det ikke vakler.
5 They are like a palm tree, of turned work, and don’t speak. They must be carried, because they can’t move. Don’t be afraid of them; for they can’t do evil, neither is it in them to do good.”
De er som et Fugleskræmsel i Agurkhaven og kan ikke tale; de må bæres, da de ikke kan gå. Frygt dem ikke, thi de gør intet ondt, så lidt som de evner at gøre noget godt.
6 There is no one like you, Yahweh. You are great, and your name is great in might.
Din Lige findes ikke, HERRE; stor er du og stort dit Navn i Vælde.
7 Who shouldn’t fear you, King of the nations? For it belongs to you. Because among all the wise men of the nations, and in all their royal estate, there is no one like you.
Hvo skulde ikke frygte dig, du Folkenes Konge! Thi sådant tilkommer dig; thi blandt alle Folks Vismænd og i alle deres Riger findes ikke din Lige.
8 But they are together brutish and foolish, instructed by idols! It is just wood.
Alle sammen er de dumme og Tåber; Afgudernes Lærdom, den er Træ.
9 There is silver beaten into plates, which is brought from Tarshish, and gold from Uphaz, the work of the engraver and of the hands of the goldsmith. Their clothing is blue and purple. They are all the work of skillful men.
Hamret Sølv, indført fra Tarsis, og Guld fra Ofir, et Værk af en Håndværker og Guldsmedens Hænder! De er klædt i violet og rødt Purpur; et Værk af kunstsnilde Folk er de alle.
10 But Yahweh is the true God. He is the living God, and an everlasting King. At his wrath, the earth trembles. The nations aren’t able to withstand his indignation.
Men HERREN er Gud i Sandhed, han er en levende Gud og en evig Konge; for hans Vrede skælver Jorden, og Folkene udholder ikke hans Harme.
11 “You shall say this to them: ‘The gods that have not made the heavens and the earth will perish from the earth, and from under the heavens.’”
Således skal I sige til dem: Guder, der ikke har skabt Himmel og Jord, skal forsvinde fra Jorden og under Himmelen.
12 God has made the earth by his power. He has established the world by his wisdom, and by his understanding has he stretched out the heavens.
Han skabte Jorden i sin Vælde, grundfæstede Jorderig i sin Visdom, og i sin Indsigt udspændte han Himmelen.
13 When he utters his voice, the waters in the heavens roar, and he causes the vapors to ascend from the ends of the earth. He makes lightnings for the rain, and brings the wind out of his treasuries.
Når han løfter sin Røst, bruser Vandene i Himmelen, og han lader Skyer stige op fra Jordens Ende, får Lynene til at give Regn og sender Stormen ud af sine Forrådskamre.
14 Every man has become brutish and without knowledge. Every goldsmith is disappointed by his engraved image; for his molten image is falsehood, and there is no breath in them.
Dumt er hvert Menneske, uden Indsigt; hver Guldsmed får Skam af sit Billede; thi hvad han støber, er Løgn, og der er ikke Ånd i den;
15 They are vanity, a work of delusion. In the time of their visitation they will perish.
Tomhed er de, et dårende Værk; når deres Hjemsøgelses Tid kommer, er det ude med dem.
16 The portion of Jacob is not like these; for he is the maker of all things; and Israel is the tribe of his inheritance. Yahweh of Armies is his name.
Jakobs Arvelod er ikke som de; thi han har skabt alt, og Israel er hans Arvelods Stamme; Hærskarers HERRE er hans Navn.
17 Gather up your wares out of the land, you who live under siege.
Tag din Bylt op fra Jorden, du, som sidder belejret!
18 For Yahweh says, “Behold, I will sling out the inhabitants of the land at this time, and will distress them, that they may feel it.”
Thi så siger HERREN: Se, denne Gang slynger jeg Landets indbyggere bort og bringer dem i Trængsel, for at de kan bøde.
19 Woe is me because of my injury! My wound is serious; but I said, “Truly this is my grief, and I must bear it.”
"Ve mig for min Brøst, mit Sår er svart! Men jeg siger: "Det er min Smerte, den vil jeg bære."
20 My tent has been destroyed, and all my cords are broken. My children have gone away from me, and they are no more. There is no one to spread my tent any more, to set up my curtains.
Mit Telt er hærget og alle mine Teltreb sprængt, mine Børn går fra mig, de er borte; mit Telt spænder ingen ud mer eller opsætter Tæpperne.
21 For the shepherds have become brutish, and have not inquired of Yahweh. Therefore they have not prospered, and all their flocks have scattered.
Thi dumme er Hyrderne, HERREN søger de ikke, du er derfor til intet, og hele deres Hjord er spredt.
22 The voice of news, behold, it comes, and a great commotion out of the north country, to make the cities of Judah a desolation, a dwelling place of jackals.
Der lyder en Tidende, se, den kommer med vældigt Drøn fra Nordens Land og gør Judas Byer til Ørk, til Sjakalers Bo.
23 Yahweh, I know that the way of man is not in himself. It is not in man who walks to direct his steps.
Jeg ved, HERRE, at et Menneskes Vej ikke står til ham selv, og at det ikke står til en Mand at vandre og styre sine Fjed.
24 Yahweh, correct me, but gently; not in your anger, lest you reduce me to nothing.
Tugt os, HERRE, men med Måde, ikke i Vrede, for ikke at gøre os færre!
25 Pour out your wrath on the nations that don’t know you, and on the families that don’t call on your name; for they have devoured Jacob. Yes, they have devoured him, consumed him, and have laid waste his habitation.
Udøs din Vrede på Folk, som ikke kender dig, på Slægter, som ikke påkalder dit Navn; thi de har opædt Jakob, tilintetgjort det og lagt dets Bolig øde.
