1 Hvor har dog Herren i Vrede lagt mulm over Zion, slængt Israels herlighed ned fra Himmel til Jord og glemt sine Fødders Skammel på sin Vredes Dag.

1 How the Lord has covered the daughter of ZionWith a cloud in His anger!He has cast from heaven to earthThe glory of Israel,And has not remembered His footstoolIn the day of His anger.

2 Herren har skånselsløst opslugt hver Bolig i Jakob, han nedbrød i Vrede Judas Datters Borge, slog dem til Jorden, skændede Rige og Fyrster,

2 The Lord has swallowed up; He has not sparedAll the habitations of Jacob.In His wrath He has thrown downThe strongholds of the daughter of Judah;He has brought them down to the ground;He has profaned the kingdom and its princes.

3 afhugged i glødende Vrede hvert Horn i Israel; sin højre drog han tilbage for Fjendens Åsyn og brændte i Jakob som en Lue, der åd overalt.

3 In fierce anger He has cut offAll the strength of Israel;He has drawn back His right handFrom before the enemy.And He has burned in Jacob like a flaming fireConsuming round about.

4 På Fjendevis spændte han Buen, stod som en Uven; han dræbte al Øjnenes Lyst i Zions Datters Telt, udgød sin Vrede som Ild.

4 He has bent His bow like an enemy;He has set His right hand like an adversaryAnd slain all that were pleasant to the eye;In the tent of the daughter of ZionHe has poured out His wrath like fire.

5 Herren har vist sig som Fjende, opslugt Israel, opslugt alle Paladser, lagt Borgene øde, ophobet Jammer på Jammer i Judas Datter.

5 The Lord has become like an enemy.He has swallowed up Israel;He has swallowed up all its palaces,He has destroyed its strongholdsAnd multiplied in the daughter of JudahMourning and moaning.

6 Han nedrev sin Hytte, lagde sit Feststed øde, HERREN lod Fest og Sabbat gå ad Glemme i Zion, bortstødte i heftig Vrede Konge og Præst.

6 And He has violently treated His tabernacle like a garden booth;He has destroyed His appointed meeting place.The Lord has caused to be forgottenThe appointed feast and sabbath in Zion,And He has despised king and priestIn the indignation of His anger.

7 Herren forkasted sit Alter, brød med sin Helligdom, hengav i Fjendens Hånd dets Paladsers Mure; man skreg i HERRENs Hus som på Festens Dag.

7 The Lord has rejected His altar,He has abandoned His sanctuary;He has delivered into the hand of the enemyThe walls of her palaces.They have made a noise in the house of the LordAs in the day of an appointed feast.

8 HERREN fik i Sinde at ødelægge Zions Datters Mur, han udspændte Snoren, holdt ikke sin Hånd fra Fordærv, lod Vold og Mur få Sorg, de vansmægted sammen.

8 The Lord determined to destroyThe wall of the daughter of Zion.He has stretched out a line,He has not restrained His hand from destroying,And He has caused rampart and wall to lament;They have languished together.

9 I Jorden sank hendes Porte, Slåerne brød han. Blandt Folkene bor uden Lov hendes Konge og Fyrster, og ikke fanger Profeterne Syn fra HERREN.

9 Her gates have sunk into the ground,He has destroyed and broken her bars.Her king and her princes are among the nations;The law is no more.Also, her prophets findNo vision from the Lord.

10 Zions datters Ældste sidder på Jorden i Tavshed; på Hovedet kaster de Støv, de er klædt i Sæk; Jerusalems Jomfruer sænker mod Jord deres Hoved.

10 The elders of the daughter of ZionSit on the ground, they are silent.They have thrown dust on their heads;They have girded themselves with sackcloth.The virgins of JerusalemHave bowed their heads to the ground.

11 Mine Øjne hensvinder i Gråd, mit Indre gløder, mit Hjerte er knust, fordi mit Folk er brudt sammen; thi Børn og spæde forsmægter på Byens Torve;

11 My eyes fail because of tears,My spirit is greatly troubled;My heart is poured out on the earthBecause of the destruction of the daughter of my people,When little ones and infants faintIn the streets of the city.

12 hver spørger sin Moder: "Hvor er der Korn og Vin?" forsmægter på Byens Torve som en, der er såret, idet de udånder Sjælen ved Moderens Bryst.

12 They say to their mothers,“Where is grain and wine?”As they faint like a wounded manIn the streets of the city,As their life is poured outOn their mothers’ bosom.

13 Med hvad skal jeg stille dig lige, Jerusalems Datter, hvormed skal jeg ligne og trøste dig, Zions Jomfru? Thi dit Sammenbrud er stort som Havet, hvo læger dig vel?

13 How shall I admonish you?To what shall I compare you,O daughter of Jerusalem?To what shall I liken you as I comfort you,O virgin daughter of Zion?For your ruin is as vast as the sea;Who can heal you?

14 Profeternes Syner om dig var Tomhed og Løgn, de afsløred ikke din Skyld for at vende din Skæbne, Synerne gav dig kun tomme, vildende Udsagn.

14 Your prophets have seen for youFalse and foolish visions;And they have not exposed your iniquitySo as to restore you from captivity,But they have seen for you false and misleading oracles.

15 Over dig slog de Hænderne sammen, de, hvis Vej faldt forbi, de hån fløjted, rysted på Hoved ad Jerusalems Datter: "Er det da Byen, man kaldte den fuldendt skønne, al Jordens Glæde?"

15 All who pass along the wayClap their hands in derision at you;They hiss and shake their headsAt the daughter of Jerusalem,“Is this the city of which they said,‘The perfection of beauty,A joy to all the earth’?”

16 De opspærred Munden imod dig, alle dine Fjender, hånfløjted, skar Tænder og sagde: "Vi opslugte hende; ja, det er Dagen, vi vented, vi fik den at se."

16 All your enemiesHave opened their mouths wide against you;They hiss and gnash their teeth.They say, “We have swallowed her up!Surely this is the day for which we waited;We have reached it, we have seen it.”

17 HERREN har gjort, som han tænkte, fuldbyrdet det Ord, han sendte i fordums Dage, brudt ned uden Skånsel, ladet Fjender glæde sig over dig, rejst Uvenners Horn.

17 The Lord has done what He purposed;He has accomplished His wordWhich He commanded from days of old.He has thrown down without sparing,And He has caused the enemy to rejoice over you;He has exalted the might of your adversaries.

18 Råb højt til Herren, du Jomfru, Zions Datter, lad Tårerne strømme som Bække ved Dag og ved Nat, und dig ej Ro, lad ikke dit Øje få Hvile!

18 Their heart cried out to the Lord,“O wall of the daughter of Zion,Let your tears run down like a river day and night;Give yourself no relief,Let your eyes have no rest.

19 Stå op og klag dig om Natten, når Vagterne skifter, udøs dit Hjerte som Vand for Herrens Åsyn, løft dine Hænder til ham for Børnenes Liv, som forsmægter af Hunger ved alle Gadernes Hjørner.

19 “Arise, cry aloud in the nightAt the beginning of the night watches;Pour out your heart like waterBefore the presence of the Lord;Lift up your hands to HimFor the life of your little onesWho are faint because of hungerAt the head of every street.”

20 HERRE se til og agt på, mod hvem du har gjort det. Skal Kvinder da æde den Livsfrugt, de kælede for, myrdes i Herrens Helligdom Præst og Profet?

20 See, O Lord, and look!With whom have You dealt thus?Should women eat their offspring,The little ones who were born healthy?Should priest and prophet be slainIn the sanctuary of the Lord?

21 I Gaderne ligger på Jorden unge og gamle, mine Jomfruer og mine Ynglinge faldt for Sværdet; på din Vredesdag slog du ihjel, hugged ned uden Skånsel.

21 On the ground in the streetsLie young and old;My virgins and my young menHave fallen by the sword.You have slain them in the day of Your anger,You have slaughtered, not sparing.

22 Du bød mine Rædsler til Fest fra alle Sider. På HERRENs Vredes Dag undslap og frelstes ingen; min Fjende tilintetgjorde dem, jeg plejed og fostred. 

22 You called as in the day of an appointed feastMy terrors on every side;And there was no one who escaped or survivedIn the day of the Lord’s anger.Those whom I bore and reared,My enemy annihilated them.

Det Nye Testamente 1907. Det Gamle Testamente 1931

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