Job 31

 
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                                    1 Jeg sluttede en Pagt med mit Øje om ikke at se på en Jomfru;                                

                                    1 “I have made a covenant with my eyes;How then could I gaze at a virgin?                                
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                                    2 hvad var ellers min Lod fra Gud hist oppe, den Arv, den Almægtige gav fra det høje?                                

                                    2 “And what is the portion of God from aboveOr the heritage of the Almighty from on high?                                
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                                    3 Har ikke den lovløse Vanheld i Vente, Udådsmændene Modgang?                                

                                    3 “Is it not calamity to the unjustAnd disaster to those who work iniquity?                                
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                                    4 Ser han ej mine Veje og tæller alle mine Skridt?                                

                                    4 “Does He not see my waysAnd number all my steps?                                
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                                    5 Har jeg holdt til med Løgn, og hasted min Fod til Svig                                

                                    5 “If I have walked with falsehood,And my foot has hastened after deceit,                                
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                                    6 på Rettens Vægtskål veje han mig, så Gud kan kende min Uskyld                                

                                    6 Let Him weigh me with accurate scales,And let God know my integrity.                                
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                                    7 er mit Skridt bøjet af fra Vejen, og har mit Hjerte fulgt mine Øjne, hang noget ved mine Hænder,                                

                                    7 “If my step has turned from the way,Or my heart followed my eyes,Or if any spot has stuck to my hands,                                
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                                    8 da gid jeg må så og en anden fortære, og hvad jeg planted, oprykkes med Rode!                                

                                    8 Let me sow and another eat,And let my crops be uprooted.                                
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                                    9 Blev jeg en Dåre på Grund at en Kvinde, og har jeg luret ved Næstens Dør,                                

                                    9 “If my heart has been enticed by a woman,Or I have lurked at my neighbor’s doorway,                                
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                                    10 så dreje min Hustru Kværn for en anden, og andre bøje sig over hende!                                

                                    10 May my wife grind for another,And let others kneel down over her.                                
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                                    11 Thi sligt var Skændselsdåd, Brøde, der drages for Retten,                                

                                    11 “For that would be a lustful crime;Moreover, it would be an iniquity punishable by judges.                                
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                                    12 ja, Ild, der æder til Afgrunden og sætter hele min Høst i Brand!                                

                                    12 “For it would be fire that consumes to Abaddon,And would uproot all my increase.                                
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                                    13 Har jeg ringeagtet min Træls og min Trælkvindes Ret, når de trættede med mig,                                

                                    13 “If I have despised the claim of my male or female slavesWhen they filed a complaint against me,                                
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                                    14 hvad skulde jeg da gøre, når Gud stod op, hvad skulde jeg svare, når han så efter?                                

                                    14 What then could I do when God arises?And when He calls me to account, what will I answer Him?                                
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                                    15 Har ikke min Skaber skabt ham i Moders Skød, har en og samme ej dannet os begge i Moders Liv?                                

                                    15 “Did not He who made me in the womb make him,And the same one fashion us in the womb?                                
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                                    16 Har jeg afslået ringes Ønske, ladet Enkens Øjne vansmægte,                                

                                    16 “If I have kept the poor from their desire,Or have caused the eyes of the widow to fail,                                
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                                    17 var jeg ene om at spise mit Brød, har den faderløse ej spist deraf                                

                                    17 Or have eaten my morsel alone,And the orphan has not shared it                                
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                                    18 nej, fra Barnsben fostred jeg ham som en Fader, jeg ledede hende fra min Moders Skød.                                

                                    18 (But from my youth he grew up with me as with a father,And from infancy I guided her),                                
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                                    19 Har jeg set en Stakkel blottet for Klæder, en fattig savne et Tæppe                                

                                    19 If I have seen anyone perish for lack of clothing,Or that the needy had no covering,                                
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                                    20 visselig nej, hans Hofter velsigned mig, når han varmed sig i Uld af mine Lam.                                

                                    20 If his loins have not thanked me,And if he has not been warmed with the fleece of my sheep,                                
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                                    21 Har jeg løftet min Bånd mod en faderløs, fordi jeg var vis på Medhold i Retten,                                

                                    21 If I have lifted up my hand against the orphan,Because I saw I had support in the gate,                                
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                                    22 så falde min Skulder fra Nakken, så rykkes min Arm af Led!                                

                                    22 Let my shoulder fall from the socket,And my arm be broken off at the elbow.                                
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                                    23 Thi Guds Rædsel var kommet over mig, og når han rejste sig, magted jeg intet!                                

                                    23 “For calamity from God is a terror to me,And because of His majesty I can do nothing.                                
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                                    24 Har jeg slået min Lid til Guld, kaldt det rene Guld min Fortrøstning,                                

                                    24 “If I have put my confidence in gold,And called fine gold my trust,                                
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                                    25 var det min Glæde, at Rigdommen voksed, og at min Hånd fik sanket så meget,                                

                                    25 If I have gloated because my wealth was great,And because my hand had secured so much;                                
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                                    26 så jeg, hvorledes Sollyset stråled, eller den herligt skridende Måne,                                

                                    26 If I have looked at the sun when it shoneOr the moon going in splendor,                                
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                                    27 og lod mit Hjerte sig dåre i Løn, så jeg hylded dem med Kys på min Hånd                                

                                    27 And my heart became secretly enticed,And my hand threw a kiss from my mouth,                                
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                                    28 også det var Brøde, der drages for Retten, thi da fornægted jeg Gud hist oppe.                                

                                    28 That too would have been an iniquity calling for judgment,For I would have denied God above.                                
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                                    29 Var min Avindsmands Fald min Glæd jubled jeg, når han ramtes af Vanheld                                

                                    29 “Have I rejoiced at the extinction of my enemy,Or exulted when evil befell him?                                
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                                    30 nej, jeg tillod ikke min Gane at synde, så jeg bandende kræved hans Sjæl.                                

                                    30 “No, I have not allowed my mouth to sinBy asking for his life in a curse.                                
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                                    31 Har min Husfælle ej måttet sige: "Hvem mættedes ej af Kød fra hans Bord"                                

                                    31 “Have the men of my tent not said,‘Who can find one who has not been satisfied with his meat’?                                
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                                    32 nej, den fremmede lå ej ude om Natten, jeg åbned min Dør for Vandringsmænd.                                

                                    32 “The alien has not lodged outside,For I have opened my doors to the traveler.                                
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                                    33 Har jeg skjult mine Synder, som Mennesker gør, så jeg dulgte min Brøde i Brystet                                

                                    33 “Have I covered my transgressions like Adam,By hiding my iniquity in my bosom,                                
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                                    34 af Frygt for den store Hob, af Angst for Stamfrænders Ringeagt, så jeg blev inden Døre i Stilhed!                                

                                    34 Because I feared the great multitude,And the contempt of families terrified me,And kept silent and did not go out of doors?                                
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                                    35 Ak, var der dog en, der hørte på mig! Her er mit Bomærke - lad den Almægtige svare! Havde jeg blot min Modparts Indlæg!                                

                                    35 “Oh that I had one to hear me!Behold, here is my signature;Let the Almighty answer me!And the indictment which my adversary has written,                                
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                                    36 Sandelig, tog jeg det på min Skulder, kransed mit Hoved dermed som en Krone,                                

                                    36 Surely I would carry it on my shoulder,I would bind it to myself like a crown.                                
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                                    37 svared ham for hvert eneste Skridt og mødte ham som en Fyrste.                                

                                    37 “I would declare to Him the number of my steps;Like a prince I would approach Him.                                
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                                    38 Har min Mark måttet skrige over mig og alle Furerne græde,                                

                                    38 “If my land cries out against me,And its furrows weep together;                                
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                                    39 har jeg tæret dens Kraft uden Vederlag, udslukt dens Ejeres Liv,                                

                                    39 If I have eaten its fruit without money,Or have caused its owners to lose their lives,                                
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                                    40 så gro der Tjørn for Hvede og Ukrudt i Stedet for Byg! Her ender Jobs Ord. ﻿                                

                                    40 Let briars grow instead of wheat,And stinkweed instead of barley.”The words of Job are ended.