¹Op på min Varde vil jeg stige; stå hen på mit Vagtsted og spejde, og se, hvad han taler i mig, hvad Svar han har på min Klage.

¹On my charge I stand, and I station myself on a bulwark, and I watch to see what He doth speak against me, and what I do reply to my reproof.

²Og HERREN gav mig til Svar de Ord: "Skriv Synet op og rist det ind i Tavler, at det kan læses let;

²And Jehovah answereth me and saith: `Write a vision, and explain on the tables, That he may run who is reading it.

³thi Synet står ved Magt, træffer ind til Tide, usvigeligt iler det mod Målet; tøver det, bi så på det, thi det kommer; det udebliver ikke."

³For yet the vision [is] for a season, And it breatheth for the end, and doth not lie, If it tarry, wait for it, For surely it cometh, it is not late.

⁴Se, opblæst, uredelig er Sjælen i ham, men den retfærdige skal leve ved sin Tro.

⁴Lo, a presumptuous one! Not upright is his soul within him, And the righteous by his stedfastness liveth.

⁵Han er der hos den frækkeste Røver, en hoven, frastødende Mand, der som Dødsriget opspiler Gabet, som Døden uden at mættes, skraber alle Folkene til sig, sanker alle Folkeslag til sig.

⁵And also, because the wine [is] treacherous, A man is haughty, and remaineth not at home, Who hath enlarged as sheol his soul, And is as death that is not satisfied, And doth gather unto itself all the nations, And doth assemble unto itself all the peoples,

⁶Visselig skal de alle istemme en Hånsang, en Smædevise fuld af Hentydninger til ham og sige: Ve ham, der dynger andres Gods op - hvor længe? - og læsser Pantegods på sig!

⁶Do not these — all of them — against him a simile taken up, And a moral of acute sayings for him, And say, Wo [to] him who is multiplying [what is] not his? Till when also is he multiplying to himself heavy pledges?

⁷Thi brat står dine Skyldherrer op; de, som vil rykke dig, vågner; da bliver du dem til Bytte.

⁷Do not thy usurers instantly rise up, And those shaking thee awake up, And thou hast been for a spoil to them?

⁸Fordi du har plyndret mange Folk, skal du plyndres af al Folkeslagenes Rest for Menneskeblods Skyld, for Vold mod Landet, mod Byen og alle, som bor der.

⁸Because thou hast spoiled many nations, Spoil thee do all the remnant of the peoples, Because of man`s blood, and of violence [to] the land, [To] the city, and [to] all dwelling in it.

⁹Ve ham, som søger ublu Vinding til sit Hus for at bygge sin Rede højt og redde sig fra Ulykkens Hånd.

⁹Wo [to] him who is gaining evil gain for his house, To set on high his nest, To be delivered from the hand of evil,

¹⁰Dit Hus får Skam af dit Råd.Du nedtrådte mange Folkeslag, men satte din Sjæl i Vove.

¹⁰Thou hast counselled a shameful thing to thy house, To cut off many peoples, and sinful [is] thy soul.

¹¹Thi Stenen råber fra Væggen, fra Træværket svarer Bjælken.

¹¹For a stone from the wall doth cry out, And a holdfast from the wood answereth it.

¹²Ve ham, som bygger By med Blod og rejser en Stad med Uret,

¹²Wo [to] him who is building a city by blood, And establishing a city by iniquity.

¹³(er dette ikke, fra Hærskarers HERRE?) så Folkeslag slider for Ilden, og Folkefærds Møje er spildt.

¹³Lo, is it not from Jehovah of Hosts And peoples are fatigued for fire, And nations for vanity are weary?

¹⁴Thi Jorden skal fyldes af Kundskab om HERRENs Herlighed, som Vandene dækker Havets Bund.

¹⁴For full is the earth of the knowledge of the honour of Jehovah, As waters cover [the bottom of] a sea.

¹⁵Ve ham, som lader Venner drikke en Rus af Fade og Skåle for at få deres Blusel at se.

¹⁵Wo [to] him who is giving drink to his neighbour, Pouring out thy bottle, and also making drunk, In order to look on their nakedness.

¹⁶Du mætted dig med Skam for Ære. Drik selv, vis din Forhud frem! Nu kommer Bægeret fra HERRENs højre til dig og Skændsel til din Ære.

¹⁶Thou hast been filled — shame without honour, Drink thou also, and be uncircumcised, Turn round unto thee doth the cup of the right hand of Jehovah, And shameful spewing [is] on thine honour.

¹⁷Thi du tynges af Vold mod Libanon, knuses for Misbrug af Dyr, for Menneskeblods Skyld, for Vold mod Landet, mod Byen og alle, som bor der.

¹⁷For violence [to] Lebanon doth cover thee, And spoil of beasts doth affright them, Because of man`s blood, and of violence [to] the land, [To] the city, and [to] all dwelling in it.

¹⁸Hvad gavner det skårne Billed, at en Billedskærer skærer det ud, det støbte Billed, hvis Spådom er falsk, at en Billedskærer stoler derpå, så han laver stumme Guder?

¹⁸What profit hath a graven image given That its former hath graven it? A molten image and teacher of falsehood, That trusted hath the former on his own formation — to make dumb idols?

¹⁹Ve den, som siger til Træ: "Vågn op!" til Sten uden Mæle:" - Stå op!" Den skulde kunne spå! Se, den er klædt i Guld og Sølv, men af Ånd har den intet i sig.

¹⁹Wo [to] him who is saying to wood, `Awake,` `Stir up,` to a dumb stone, It a teacher! lo, it is overlaid — gold and silver, And there is no spirit in its midst.

²⁰Men HERREN er i sin Helligdom; stille for ham, al Jorden!

²⁰And Jehovah [is] in His holy temple, Be silent before Him, all the earth!