¹Ve dem, der giver Ulykkeslove og ivrigt fører Uret til Bogs

¹Wo [to] those decreeing decrees of iniquity, And writers who have prescribed perverseness.

²for at trænge de ringe fra Retten og røve de armes Ret i mit Folk, at Enker kan blive deres Bytte og faderløse kan plyndres.

²To turn aside from judgment the poor, And to take violently away the judgment Of the afflicted of My people, That widows may be their prey, That the fatherless they may spoil.

³Hvad gør I på Straffens Dag, når Undergang kommer fra det fjerne? Til hvem vil I ty om Hjælp, hvor gemmer I da eders Rigdom?

³And what do ye at a day of inspection? And at desolation? — from afar it cometh. Near whom do ye flee for help? And where do ye leave your honour?

⁴Enten må I knæle blandt Fanger, eller også falde på Valen! Men trods alt har hans Vrede ej lagt sig, hans Hånd er fremdeles rakt ud.

⁴Without Me it hath bowed down In the place of a bound one, And in the place of the slain they fall. With all this not turned back hath His anger, And still His hand is stretched out.

⁵Ve Assur, min Harmes Kæp, min Vrede er Stokken i hans Hånd.

⁵Wo [to] Asshur, a rod of Mine anger, And a staff in their hand [is] Mine indignation.

⁶Jeg sender ham mod et vanhelligt Folk, opbyder ham mod min Vredes, Folk til at gøre Bytte og røve og trampe det ned som Skarn på Gaden.

⁶Against a profane nation I send him, And concerning a people of My wrath I charge him, To spoil spoil, and to seize prey, And to make it a treading-place as the clay of out places.

⁷Men han, han mener det ej så, hans Hjerte tænker ej så. Nej, at ødelægge, det er hans Attrå, at udrydde Folk, ikke få.

⁷And he — he thinketh not so, And his heart reckoneth not so, For — to destroy [is] in his heart, And to cut off nations not a few.

⁸Thi han siger: "Er ej mine Høvedsmænd Konger til Hobe?

⁸For he saith, `Are not my princes altogether kings?

⁹Gik det ej Kalno som Karkemisj, mon ikke Hamat som Arpad, Samaria som Damaskus?

⁹Is not Calno as Carchemish? Is not Hamath as Arpad? Is not Samaria as Damascus?

¹⁰Som min Hånd fandt hen til Afgudernes Riger, der dog havde flere Gudebilleder end Jerusalem og Samaria

¹⁰As my hand hath got to the kingdoms of a worthless thing, and their graven images, [Greater] than Jerusalem and than Samaria,

¹¹mon jeg da ikke skal handle med Jerusalem og dets Gudebilleder, som jeg handlede med Samaria og dets Afguder?"

¹¹Do I not — as I have done to Samaria, And to her worthless things, So do to Jerusalem and to her grievous things?

¹²Men når Herren fuldbyrder alt sit Værk på Zions Bjerg og i Jerusalem, vil jeg hjemsøge Assyrerkongens Hjertes Hovmodsfrugt og hans Øjnes trodsige Pral,

¹²And it hath come to pass, When the Lord doth fulfil all His work In mount Zion and in Jerusalem, I see concerning the fruit of the greatness Of the heart of the king of Asshur. And concerning the glory of the height of his eyes.

¹³fordi han siger: "Med min, stærke Hånd greb jeg ind, med min Visdom, thi jeg er klog. Jeg flyttede Folkeslags Grænser og rev deres Skatte til mig, stødte Folk fra Tronen i Almagt;

¹³For he hath said, `By the power of my hand I have wrought, And by my wisdom, for I have been intelligent, And I remove borders of the peoples, And their chief ones I have spoiled, And I put down as a mighty one the inhabitants,

¹⁴min Hånd fandt til Folkenes Rigdom som hen til en Fuglerede; som man sanker forladte Æg, har jeg sanket den vide Jord, og ingen rørte en Vinge, åbnede Næbbet og peb."

¹⁴And my hand as to a nest Getteth to the wealth of the peoples, And as a gathering of forsaken eggs All the earth I — I have gathered, And there hath not been one moving wing, Or opening mouth, or whispering.`

¹⁵Mon Øksen bryster sig mod den, som hugger, gør Saven sig til mod den, som saver? Som om Kæppen kan svinge den, der løfter den, Stokken løfte, hvad ikke er Træ!

¹⁵— Doth the axe glorify itself Against him who is hewing with it? Doth the saw magnify itself Against him who is shaking it? As a rod waving those lifting it up! As a staff lifting up that which is not wood!

¹⁶Derfor sender Herren Hærskarers HERRE, Svindsot i hans Fedme, og under hans Herlighed luer en Lue som luende Ild;

¹⁶Therefore doth the Lord, the Lord of Hosts, Send among his fat ones leanness, And under his honour He kindleth a burning As the burning of a fire.

¹⁷Israels Lys bliver til Ild og dets Hellige til en Flamme, og den brænder og fortærer hans Tidsel og Torn på een Dag;

¹⁷And the light of Israel hath been for a fire, And his Holy One for a flame, And it hath burned, and devoured his thorn And his brier in one day.

¹⁸hans Skovs og Frugthaves Herlighed skal den rydde Rub og Stub, og han bliver som en syg, der hentæres.

¹⁸And the honour of his forest, and his fruitful field, From soul even unto flesh He doth consume, And it hath been as the fainting of a standard-bearer.

¹⁹De Træer, som levnes i hans Skov, bliver det let at tælle; et Barn kan skrive dem op.

¹⁹And the rest of the trees of his forest [are] few, And a youth doth write them.

²⁰På hin Dag skal Israels Rest og det, som undslipper af Jakobs Hus, ikke mere støtte sig til den, der slår det, men til HERREN, Israels Hellige, i Sandhed.

²⁰And it hath come to pass, in that day, The remnant of Israel, And the escaped of the house of Jacob, Do not add any more to lean on its smiter, And have leant on Jehovah, The Holy One of Israel, in truth.

²¹En Rest skal omvende sig, Jakobs Rest, til den vældige Gud.

²¹A remnant returneth — a remnant of Jacob, Unto the Mighty God.

²²Thi var end dit Folk som Sandet ved Havet, Israel, kun en Rest deraf skal omvende sig. Ødelæggelse er fastslået, og med Retfærdighed vælter den frem;

²²For though thy people Israel be as the sand of the sea, A remnant doth return of it, A consumption determined, Overflowing [with] righteousness.

²³thi Ødelæggelse og fastslået Råd fuldbyrder Herren, Hærskarers HERRE, over al Jorden.

²³For a consumption that is determined, The Lord, Jehovah of Hosts, Is making in the midst of all the land.

²⁴Derfor, så siger Herren, Hærskarers HERRE: Frygt ikke, mit Folk, som bor i Zion, for Assyrien, når det slår dig med Kæppen og løfter sin Stok imod dig som fordum Ægypten!

²⁴Therefore, thus said the Lord, Jehovah of Hosts, `Be not afraid, my people, inhabiting Zion, because of Asshur, With a rod he doth smite thee, And his staff lifteth up against thee, in the way of Egypt.

²⁵Thi end om en føje Stund er Vreden ovre, og min Harme vender sig til deres Fordærv.

²⁵For yet a very little, And the indignation hath been completed, And Mine anger by their wearing out.

²⁶Så svinger Hærskarers HERRE Svøben imod det, som da Midjan blev slået ved Orebs Klippe; hans Stok er udrakt imod Havet, og han løfter den som fordum mod Ægypten.

²⁶And awaking for him is Jehovah of Hosts, A scourge like the smiting of Midian at the rock Oreb, And his rod [is] over the sea, And he hath lifted it in the way of Egypt.

²⁷På hin Dag tager han Byrden af din Skulder og Åget af din Nakke, ja, Åget brister for Fedme.

²⁷And it hath come to pass, in that day, Turned is his burden from off thy shoulder, And his yoke from off thy neck, And destroyed hath been the yoke, because of prosperity.

²⁸Han rykker mod Ajjat, drager uden om Migron, i Mikmas lader han Trosset blive;

²⁸He hath come in against Aiath, He hath passed over into Migron, At Michmash he looketh after his vessels.

²⁹de går over Passet: "I Geba holder vi Natterast!" Rama ryster, Sauls Gibea flyr.

²⁹They have gone over the passage, Geba they have made a lodging place, Trembled hath Rama, Gibeah of Saul fled.

³⁰Skrig højt, Gallims Datter! Lyt til, Lajsja! Stem i, Anatot!

³⁰Cry aloud [with] thy voice, daughter of Gallim, Give attention, Laish! answer her, Anathoth.

³¹Madmena flyr, Gebims Folk bjærger deres Gods.

³¹Fled away hath Madmenah, The inhabitants of the high places have hardened themselves.

³²Endnu i Dag står han i Nob; han svinger Hånden mod Zions Datters Bjerg, Jerusalems Høj -

³²Yet to-day in Nob to remain, Wave its hand doth the mount of the daughter of Zion, The hill of Jerusalem.

³³Se, Herren, Hærskarers HERRE, afhugger hans Grene med Gru; de knejsende Stammer fældes, de stolte Træer må segne.

³³Lo, the Lord, Jehovah of Hosts, Is lopping a branch with violence, And the high of stature are cut down, And the lofty are become low,

³⁴Med Jernet gør han lyst i Skovens Tykning, og Libanon falder for den Herlige.

³⁴And He hath gone round the thickets of the forest with iron, And Lebanon by a mighty one falleth!