Malakias bog 1 |
| 1992 | King James Version |
| 1 Et profetudsagn. Herrens ord til Israel ved Malakias. | 1 The burden of the word of the LORD to Israel by Malachi. |
| 2 Jeg elsker jer, siger Herren. I spørger: »Hvordan elsker du os?« Esau er jo Jakobs bror, siger Herren, men jeg elsker Jakob | 2 I have loved you, saith the LORD. Yet ye say, Wherein hast thou loved us? Was not Esau Jacob's brother? saith the LORD: yet I loved Jacob, |
| 3 og hader Esau. Hans-bjergland gør jeg til ødemark, jeg giver hans arvelod til ørkenens sjakaler | 3 And I hated Esau, and laid his mountains and his heritage waste for the dragons of the wilderness. |
| 4 Når Edom siger: Vi er knust, men vi genopbygger ruinerne, så siger Hærskarers Herre: Lad dem bygge! Men jeg river ned! Man skal kalde dem gudløshedens land, det folk, Herren for evigt er vred på. | 4 Whereas Edom saith, We are impoverished, but we will return and build the desolate places; thus saith the LORD of hosts, They shall build, but I will throw down; and they shall call them, The border of wickedness, and, The people against whom the LORD hath indignation for ever. |
| 5 Med egne øjne skal I se det, og I skal sige: Herren er stor! ud over Israels grænser. | 5 And your eyes shall see, and ye shall say, The LORD will be magnified from the border of Israel. |
| 6 En søn ærer sin far og en træl sin herre. Men er jeg far, hvor er da min ære? Og er jeg herre, hvor er da frygten for mig? Sådan siger Hærskarers Herre til jer præster, der ringeagter mit navn. I spørger: »Hvordan ringeagter vi dit navn?« | 6 A son honoureth his father, and a servant his master: if then I be a father, where is mine honour? and if I be a master, where is my fear? saith the LORD of hosts unto you, O priests, that despise my name. And ye say, Wherein have we despised thy name? |
| 7 I bringer uren føde på mit alter! I spørger: »Hvordan gør vi dig uren?« Det gør I, når I siger: »Herrens bord må man godt ringeagte!« | 7 Ye offer polluted bread upon mine altar; and ye say, Wherein have we polluted thee? In that ye say, The table of the LORD is contemptible. |
| 8 Når I bringer blinde dyr som ofre, er det så ikke noget ondt? Når I bringer halte og syge dyr, er det så ikke noget ondt? Prøv at bringe det til din statholder! Tror du, han vil tage nådigt imod dig og vise dig velvilje? siger Hærskarers Herre. | 8 And if ye offer the blind for sacrifice, is it not evil? and if ye offer the lame and sick, is it not evil? offer it now unto thy governor; will he be pleased with thee, or accept thy person? saith the LORD of hosts. |
| 9 Men formild dog Gud, så han kan være os nådig! Når det er jer, det kommer fra, vil han så vise jer velvilje? siger Hærskarers Herre. | 9 And now, I pray you, beseech God that he will be gracious unto us: this hath been by your means: will he regard your persons? saith the LORD of hosts. |
| 10 Gid en af jer ville lukke døren, så I ikke tændte min alterild forgæves. Jeg bryder mig ikke om jer, siger Hærskarers Herre, og jeres offergave tager jeg ikke imod. | 10 Who is there even among you that would shut the doors for nought? neither do ye kindle fire on mine altar for nought. I have no pleasure in you, saith the LORD of hosts, neither will I accept an offering at your hand. |
| 11 Fra øst til vest er mit navn stort blandt folkene. Overalt bliver der tændt offerild og bragt rene offergaver i mit navn, for mit navn er stort blandt folkene, siger Hærskarers Herre. | 11 For from the rising of the sun even unto the going down of the same my name shall be great among the Gentiles; and in every place incense shall be offered unto my name, and a pure offering: for my name shall be great among the heathen, saith the LORD of hosts. |
| 12 Men I vanhelliger det, når I siger: »Herrens bord er urent, og hans føde må man godt ringeagte.« | 12 But ye have profaned it, in that ye say, The table of the LORD is polluted; and the fruit thereof, even his meat, is contemptible. |
| 13 I siger: »Hvilket besvær!« og blæser på det, siger Hærskarers Herre. I kommer med stjålne dyr og med de halte og syge og bringer dem som offergave. Skulle jeg tage imod det fra jer? siger Herren. | 13 Ye said also, Behold, what a weariness is it! and ye have snuffed at it, saith the LORD of hosts; and ye brought that which was torn, and the lame, and the sick; thus ye brought an offering: should I accept this of your hand? saith the LORD. |
| 14 Forbandet den bedrager, der har lovet Herren et handyr af sin hjord, men i stedet ofrer et lemlæstet dyr. For jeg er en stor konge, siger Hærskarers Herre, og mit navn frygtes blandt folkene. | 14 But cursed be the deceiver, which hath in his flock a male, and voweth, and sacrificeth unto the Lord a corrupt thing: for I am a great King, saith the LORD of hosts, and my name is dreadful among the heathen. |