¹På hin Dag hjemsøger HERREN med sit hårde, vældige, stærke Sværd Livjatan, Den flugtsnare Slange, og ihjelslår Dragen i Havet.

¹In that day lay a charge doth Jehovah, With his sword — the sharp, and the great, and the strong, On leviathan — a fleeing serpent, And on leviathan — a crooked serpent, And He hath slain the dragon that [is] in the sea.

²På hin Dag skal man sige,: Syng om en liflig Vingård!

²In that day, `A desirable vineyard,` respond ye to her,

³Jeg, HERREN, jeg er dens Vogter, jeg vander den atter og atter. For at ingen skal hjemsøge den, vogter jeg den Nat og Dag.

³I, Jehovah, am its keeper, every moment I water it, Lest any lay a charge against it, Night and day I keep it!

⁴Vrede nærer jeg ikke. Fandt jeg kun Torn og Tidsel, gik jeg løs derpå i Kamp og satte det alt i Brand

⁴Fury is not in Me; Who giveth Me a brier — a thorn in battle? I step into it, I burn it at once.

⁵med mindre man tyr til mit Værn, slutter Fred med mig, slutter Fred med mig.

⁵Or — he doth take hold on My strength, He doth make peace with Me, Peace he doth make with Me.

⁶På hin Dag skal Jakob slå Rod, Israel skyde og blomstre og fylde Verden med Frugt.

⁶Those coming in He causeth to take root, Jacob doth blossom, and flourished hath Israel, And they have filled the face of the world [with] increase.

⁷Har han vel slået det, som de, der slog det, blev slagne, eller blev det myrdet, som deres Mordere myrdedes?

⁷As the smiting of his smiter hath He smitten him? As the slaying of his slain doth He slay?

⁸Ved at støde det bort og sende det bort trættede han med det; han jog det bort med sin voldsomme Ånde på Østenstormens Dag.

⁸In measure, in sending it forth, thou strivest with it, He hath taken away by His sharp wind, In the day of an east wind,

⁹Derfor sones Jakobs Brøde således, og dette er al Frugten af, at hans Synd tages bort: at han gør alle Altersten til sønderhuggede Kalksten, at Asjerastøtterne og Solstøtterne ikke mere rejser sig.

⁹Therefore by this is the iniquity of Jacob covered, And this [is] all the fruit — To take away his sin, in His setting all the stones of an altar, As chalkstones beaten in pieces, They rise not — shrines and images.

¹⁰Thi den faste Stad ligger ensom, et folketomt Sted, forladt som en Ørken. Der græsser Ungkvæget, der lejrer det sig og afgnaver Kvistene.

¹⁰For the fenced city [is] alone, A habitation cast out and forsaken as a wilderness, There doth the calf delight, And there it lieth down, And hath consumed its branches.

¹¹Når Grenene er tørre, kommer Kvinderne og bryder dem af for at tænde Bål. Thi det er et Folk uden Indsigt; derfor kan dets Skaber ikke forbarme sig, dets Ophav ikke være det nådig.

¹¹In the withering of its branch it is broken off, Women are coming in setting it on fire, For it [is] not a people of understanding, Therefore pity it not doth its Maker, And its Former doth not favour it.

¹²På hin Dag slår HERREN Frugten ned fra Flodens Strøm til Ægyptens Bæk, og I skal opsankes een for een, Israels Børn.

¹²And it hath come to pass, in that day, Beat out doth Jehovah from the branch of the river, Unto the stream of Egypt, And ye are gathered one by one, O sons of Israel.

¹³På hin Dag skal der stødes i det store Horn, og de tabte i Assyrien og de bortdrevne i Ægypten skal komme og tilbede HERREN på det hellige Bjerg i Jerusalem.

¹³And it hath come to pass, in that day, It is blown with a great trumpet, And come in have those perishing in the land of Asshur, And those cast out in the land of Egypt, And have bowed themselves to Jehovah, In the holy mount — in Jerusalem!