Jeremiah 10

Hear ye the word which the LORD speaketh unto you, O house of Israel:

Hør det Ord HERREN taler til eder, Israels hus!

Thus saith the LORD, Learn not the way of the heathen, and be not dismayed at the signs of heaven; for the heathen are dismayed at them.

Så siger HERREN: Væn eder ikke til Hedningernes Færd og frygt ikke Himmelens Tegn, fordi Hedningerne frygter dem.

For the customs of the people are vain: for one cutteth a tree out of the forest, the work of the hands of the workman, with the axe.

Thi Folkenes Rædsel er Tomhed; thi det er Træ, fældet i Skoven, et Værk, som Håndværkerhænder tilhugger med Økse:

They deck it with silver and with gold; they fasten it with nails and with hammers, that it move not.

han smykker det med Sølv og Guld og fæster det med Søm og Hammer, så det ikke vakler.

They are upright as the palm tree, but speak not: they must needs be borne, because they cannot go. Be not afraid of them; for they cannot do evil, neither also 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.

Forasmuch as there is none like unto thee, O LORD; thou art great, and thy name is great in might.

Din Lige findes ikke, HERRE; stor er du og stort dit Navn i Vælde.

Who would not fear thee, O King of nations? for to thee doth it appertain: forasmuch as among all the wise men of the nations, and in all their kingdoms, there is none like unto thee.

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.

But they are altogether brutish and foolish: the stock is a doctrine of vanities.

Alle sammen er de dumme og Tåber; Afgudernes Lærdom, den er Træ.

Silver spread into plates is brought from Tarshish, and gold from Uphaz, the work of the workman, and of the hands of the founder: blue and purple is their clothing: they are all the work of cunning 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.

But the LORD is the true God, he is the living God, and an everlasting king: at his wrath the earth shall tremble, and the nations shall not be able to abide 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.

Thus shall ye say unto them, The gods that have not made the heavens and the earth, even they shall perish from the earth, and from under these heavens.

Således skal I sige til dem: Guder, der ikke har skabt Himmel og Jord, skal forsvinde fra Jorden og under Himmelen.

He hath made the earth by his power, he hath established the world by his wisdom, and hath stretched out the heavens by his discretion.

Han skabte Jorden i sin Vælde, grundfæstede Jorderig i sin Visdom, og i sin Indsigt udspændte han Himmelen.

When he uttereth his voice, there is a multitude of waters in the heavens, and he causeth the vapours to ascend from the ends of the earth; he maketh lightnings with rain, and bringeth forth the wind out of his treasures.

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.

Every man is brutish in his knowledge: every founder is confounded by the graven 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;

They are vanity, and the work of errors: in the time of their visitation they shall perish.

Tomhed er de, et dårende Værk; når deres Hjemsøgelses Tid kommer, er det ude med dem.

The portion of Jacob is not like them: for he is the former of all things; and Israel is the rod of his inheritance: The LORD of hosts 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.

Gather up thy wares out of the land, O inhabitant of the fortress.

Tag din Bylt op fra Jorden, du, som sidder belejret!

For thus saith the LORD, Behold, I will sling out the inhabitants of the land at this once, and will distress them, that they may find it so.

Thi så siger HERREN: Se, denne Gang slynger jeg Landets indbyggere bort og bringer dem i Trængsel, for at de kan bøde.

Woe is me for my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is a 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."

My tabernacle is spoiled, and all my cords are broken: my children are gone forth of me, and they are not: there is none to stretch forth my tent any more, and 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.

For the pastors are become brutish, and have not sought the LORD: therefore they shall not prosper, and all their flocks shall be scattered.

Thi dumme er Hyrderne, HERREN søger de ikke, du er derfor til intet, og hele deres Hjord er spredt.

Behold, the noise of the bruit is come, and a great commotion out of the north country, to make the cities of Judah desolate, and a den of dragons.

Der lyder en Tidende, se, den kommer med vældigt Drøn fra Nordens Land og gør Judas Byer til Ørk, til Sjakalers Bo.

O LORD, I know that the way of man is not in himself: it is not in man that walketh 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.

O LORD, correct me, but with judgment; not in thine anger, lest thou bring me to nothing.

Tugt os, HERRE, men med Måde, ikke i Vrede, for ikke at gøre os færre!

Pour out thy fury upon the heathen that know thee not, and upon the families that call not on thy name: for they have eaten up Jacob, and devoured him, and consumed him, and have made his habitation desolate.

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.