Malachi 1
New King James Version
Polluted Offerings to God
1 The [a]burden of the word of the Lord to Israel [b]by Malachi.
Israel Beloved of God
2 “I(A) have loved you,” says the Lord.
“Yet you say, ‘In what way have You loved us?’
Was not Esau Jacob’s brother?”
Says the Lord.
“Yet (B)Jacob I have loved;
3 But Esau I have hated,
And (C)laid waste his mountains and his heritage
For the jackals of the wilderness.”
4 Even though Edom has said,
“We have been impoverished,
But we will return and build the desolate places,”
Thus says the Lord of hosts:
“They may build, but I will (D)throw down;
They shall be called the Territory of Wickedness,
And the people against whom the Lord will have indignation forever.
5 Your eyes shall see,
And you shall say,
(E)‘The Lord is magnified beyond the border of Israel.’
Polluted Offerings
6 “A son (F)honors his father,
And a servant his master.
(G)If then I am the Father,
Where is My honor?
And if I am a Master,
Where is My reverence?
Says the Lord of hosts
To you priests who despise My name.
(H)Yet you say, ‘In what way have we despised Your name?’
7 “You offer (I)defiled food on My altar,
But say,
‘In what way have we defiled You?’
By saying,
(J)‘The table of the Lord is [c]contemptible.’
8 And (K)when you offer the blind as a sacrifice,
Is it not evil?
And when you offer the lame and sick,
Is it not evil?
Offer it then to your governor!
Would he be pleased with you?
Would he (L)accept[d] you favorably?”
Says the Lord of hosts.
9 “But now entreat God’s favor,
That He may be gracious to us.
(M)While this is being done by your hands,
Will He accept you favorably?”
Says the Lord of hosts.
10 “Who is there even among you who would shut the doors,
(N)So that you would not kindle fire on My altar in vain?
I have no pleasure in you,”
Says the Lord of hosts,
(O)“Nor will I accept an offering from your hands.
11 For (P)from the rising of the sun, even to its going down,
My name shall be great (Q)among the Gentiles;
(R)In every place (S)incense shall be offered to My name,
And a pure offering;
(T)For My name shall be great among the nations,”
Says the Lord of hosts.
12 “But you profane it,
In that you say,
(U)‘The table of the [e]Lord is defiled;
And its fruit, its food, is contemptible.’
13 You also say,
‘Oh, what a (V)weariness!’
And you sneer at it,”
Says the Lord of hosts.
“And you bring the stolen, the lame, and the sick;
Thus you bring an offering!
(W)Should I accept this from your hand?”
Says the Lord.
14 “But cursed be (X)the deceiver
Who has in his flock a male,
And takes a vow,
But sacrifices to the Lord (Y)what is blemished—
For (Z)I am a great King,”
Says the Lord of hosts,
“And My name is to be feared among the nations.
Footnotes
- Malachi 1:1 oracle, prophecy
- Malachi 1:1 Lit. by the hand of
- Malachi 1:7 Or to be despised
- Malachi 1:8 Lit. lift up your face
- Malachi 1:12 So with Bg.; MT Lord
Malakias 1
Dette er Biblen på dansk
1 Et Udsagn; Herrens Ord til Israel ved Malakias.
2 Jeg elsker eder, siger Herren; men I spørger: "Hvori har du vist, at du elsker os?" Er Esau ikke Jakobs Broder, lyder det fra Herren, og dog elsker jeg Jakob 3 og hader Esau. Jeg bar gjort hans Bjerge til Ørk og hans Arvelod til Øde. 4 Når Edom siger: "Vi er ødelagt, men vi bygger atter på Tomterne", så siger Hærskarers Herre: De bygger, men jeg river ned! De skal kaldes Gudløsheds Land og det Folk, Herren i al Evighed vredes på. 5 I skal se det med egne Øjne og sige: "Herrens Vælde når ud over Israels Grænser."
6 En Søn ærer sin Fader, en Træl frygter sin Herre. Men er jeg Fader, hvor er da min Ære, og er jeg Herre, hvor er da Frygten for mig? siger Hærskarers Herre til eder, I Præster, som ringeagter mit Navn. I spørger: "Hvorved har vi ringeagtet dit Navn?" 7 Ved at bringe urent Brød på mit Alter! I spørger: "Hvorved har vi gjort det urent?" Ved at sige: "Herrens Bord er lidet værd." 8 Når I bringer blinde Dyr som Offer, er der så ikke noget ondt deri? Når I bringer halte og syge Dyr, er der så ikke noget ondt deri? Bring dem engang til din Statholder! Mon han vil synes derom og tage vel imod dig? siger Hærskarers Herre. 9 Og så vil I stemme Gud til Mildhed dermed, at han må være os nådig! Fra eders Hånd kommer slige Ting! Mon han vil tage vel imod eder, siger Hærskarers Herre. 10 Vilde dog en af eder lukke Dørene, så I ikke til ingen Gavn skulde gøre Ild på mit Alter! Jeg bryder mig ikke om eder, siger Hærskarers Herre, og ønsker ikke Offergaver af eders Hånd. 11 Thi fra Stedet, hvor Solen står op, til Stedet, hvor den går ned, er mit Navn stort iblandt Folkene, og alle Vegne bringes der mit Navn Røgoffer og rene Offergaver; thi mit Navn er stort iblandt Folkene, siger Hærskarers Herre. 12 Men I vanhelliger det ved at sige: "Herrens Bord er urent, og ussel Frugt er hans Mad." 13 Og I siger: "Hvilket Slid!" og blæser derad, siger Hærskarers Herre; I bringer noget røvet, ja halte og syge Dyr; det er Offergaven, I bringer! Skulde jeg ønske at modtage den af eders Hånd? siger Herren. 14 Forbandet være den Bedrager, som i sin Hjord har et Handyr og lover mig det, men ofrer Herren et Dyr, som ikke dur! Thi en stor Konge er jeg, siger Hærskarers Herre, og mit Navn er frygtet blandt Folkene.
Scripture taken from the New King James Version®. Copyright © 1982 by Thomas Nelson. Used by permission. All rights reserved.
