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Nineves befolkning skingras

Ve dig, du blodiga stad,
    så full av lögn
och byten
    från otaliga plundringar!
Piskorna viner,
    vagnshjulen dånar,
hästarna galopperar,
    och vagnarna rullar!
Kavalleriet drar fram
    med blixtrande svärd
och glittrande spjut.
    Mängder av slagna,
högar av döda,
    otaliga lik,
man snavar över liken!
    Orsaken till allt detta är
skökans måttlösa otukt,
    den vackra skökan,
trolldomskonsternas mästarinna,
    som tjusade[a] folken med sin prostitution
och folkslagen med sin häxkonst.

”Nu vänder jag mig mot dig,
    säger härskarornas Herre.
Jag ska lyfta din kjol över ditt ansikte,
    visa folken din nakenhet
och kungarikena din skam.
    Jag ska släpa dig i smutsen,
utsätta dig för förakt
    och göra dig till ett spektakel.
Alla som ser dig ryggar tillbaka
    och säger:
’Nineve ligger i ruiner,
    men vem sörjer över det?’
Finns det någon
    som skulle kunna trösta henne?”

Skulle du vara bättre än No Amon,
    som låg vid Nilen,
    omgivet av vatten?
Floden var dess skydd,
    vatten dess mur.
Kush och Egypten var dess gränslösa styrka,
    Put och Libyen dess stöd.
10 Men även folket i No Amon togs till fånga
    och fördes bort i landsflykt.
Deras späda barn krossades
    vid varje gathörn.
Man drog lott om deras förnämsta män,
    och stormännen blev bundna i kedjor.
11 Också du ska bli drucken,
    få gömma dig
och söka skydd mot fienden.

12 Alla dina fästen är som fikonträd
    med deras första mogna frukter.
Skakar man träden
    faller fikonen i munnen på den som vill äta.
13 Dina soldater är som kvinnor hos dig.
    Portarna till ditt land står vidöppna
för dina fiender,
    och elden har förtärt dina bommar.

14 Ös upp vatten för belägring!
    Förstärk dina fästen!
Stig ner i leran,
    trampa i murbruket,
    förstärk tegelformen!
15 Men elden ska ändå förtära dig
    och svärdet hugga ner dig.
    Du ska förtäras som gräshoppor,
ja som gräshoppsyngel,
    som väldiga svärmar av gräsbitare och gräshoppor.[b]
16 Dina köpmän har blivit fler
    än himlens stjärnor,
likt gräsbitare skövlar[c] de
    och flyger bort.
17 Dina förnämsta är som svärmar av gräshoppor,
    dina skrivare som en hord av gräsbitare.
    De slår sig ner på muren när dagen är sval,
men när solen kommer fram flyr de bort,
    och ingen vet var de är.

18 Dina herdar sover, Assyriens kung,
    dina förnämsta har lagt sig.
Ditt folk är skingrat på bergen,
    och det finns ingen som samlar dem.
19 Det finns ingen läkedom för ditt sår,
    din skada kan inte botas.
Alla som hör om ditt öde
    klappar i händerna över dig.
För vem har inte fått lida
    för din ständiga grymhet?

Footnotes

  1. 3:4 Ordagrant: sålde.
  2. 3:15 Versens senare del är svårtolkad i grundtexten.
  3. 3:16 Eller ev. ömsar sitt skinn, som gräshoppsyngelns hudömsning, innan de blir fullvuxna insekter som kan flyga.

The Woe of Nineveh

Woe to the (A)bloody city!
It is all full of lies and robbery.
Its [a]victim never departs.
The noise of a whip
And the noise of rattling wheels,
Of galloping horses,
Of [b]clattering chariots!
Horsemen charge with bright sword and glittering spear.
There is a multitude of slain,
A great number of bodies,
Countless corpses—
They stumble over the corpses—
Because of the multitude of [c]harlotries of the [d]seductive harlot,
(B)The mistress of sorceries,
Who sells nations through her harlotries,
And families through her sorceries.

“Behold, I am (C)against you,” says the Lord of hosts;
(D)“I will lift your skirts over your face,
I will show the nations your nakedness,
And the kingdoms your shame.
I will cast abominable filth upon you,
Make you (E)vile,[e]
And make you (F)a spectacle.
It shall come to pass that all who look upon you
(G)Will flee from you, and say,
(H)‘Nineveh is laid waste!
(I)Who will bemoan her?’
Where shall I seek comforters for you?”

(J)Are you better than (K)No[f] Amon
That was situated by the [g]River,
That had the waters around her,
Whose rampart was the sea,
Whose wall was the sea?
Ethiopia and Egypt were her strength,
And it was boundless;
(L)Put and Lubim were [h]your helpers.
10 Yet she was carried away,
She went into captivity;
(M)Her young children also were dashed to pieces
(N)At the head of every street;
They (O)cast lots for her honorable men,
And all her great men were bound in chains.
11 You also will be (P)drunk;
You will be hidden;
You also will seek refuge from the enemy.

12 All your strongholds are (Q)fig trees with ripened figs:
If they are shaken,
They fall into the mouth of the eater.
13 Surely, (R)your people in your midst are women!
The gates of your land are wide open for your enemies;
Fire shall devour the (S)bars of your gates.

14 Draw your water for the siege!
(T)Fortify your strongholds!
Go into the clay and tread the mortar!
Make strong the brick kiln!
15 There the fire will devour you,
The sword will cut you off;
It will eat you up like a (U)locust.

Make yourself many—like the locust!
Make yourself many—like the swarming locusts!
16 You have multiplied your (V)merchants more than the stars of heaven.
The locust plunders and flies away.
17 (W)Your commanders are like swarming locusts,
And your generals like great grasshoppers,
Which camp in the hedges on a cold day;
When the sun rises they flee away,
And the place where they are is not known.

18 (X)Your shepherds slumber, O (Y)king of Assyria;
Your nobles rest in the dust.
Your people are (Z)scattered on the mountains,
And no one gathers them.
19 Your injury has no healing,
(AA)Your wound is severe.
(AB)All who hear news of you
Will clap their hands over you,
For upon whom has not your wickedness passed continually?

Footnotes

  1. Nahum 3:1 Lit. prey
  2. Nahum 3:2 bounding or jolting
  3. Nahum 3:4 Spiritual unfaithfulness
  4. Nahum 3:4 Lit. goodly charm, in a bad sense
  5. Nahum 3:6 despicable
  6. Nahum 3:8 Ancient Thebes; Tg., Vg. populous Alexandria
  7. Nahum 3:8 Lit. rivers, the Nile and the surrounding canals
  8. Nahum 3:9 LXX her

Woe to the bloody city! it is all full of lies and robbery; the prey departeth not;

The noise of a whip, and the noise of the rattling of the wheels, and of the pransing horses, and of the jumping chariots.

The horseman lifteth up both the bright sword and the glittering spear: and there is a multitude of slain, and a great number of carcases; and there is none end of their corpses; they stumble upon their corpses:

Because of the multitude of the whoredoms of the wellfavoured harlot, the mistress of witchcrafts, that selleth nations through her whoredoms, and families through her witchcrafts.

Behold, I am against thee, saith the Lord of hosts; and I will discover thy skirts upon thy face, and I will shew the nations thy nakedness, and the kingdoms thy shame.

And I will cast abominable filth upon thee, and make thee vile, and will set thee as a gazingstock.

And it shall come to pass, that all they that look upon thee shall flee from thee, and say, Nineveh is laid waste: who will bemoan her? whence shall I seek comforters for thee?

Art thou better than populous No, that was situate among the rivers, that had the waters round about it, whose rampart was the sea, and her wall was from the sea?

Ethiopia and Egypt were her strength, and it was infinite; Put and Lubim were thy helpers.

10 Yet was she carried away, she went into captivity: her young children also were dashed in pieces at the top of all the streets: and they cast lots for her honourable men, and all her great men were bound in chains.

11 Thou also shalt be drunken: thou shalt be hid, thou also shalt seek strength because of the enemy.

12 All thy strong holds shall be like fig trees with the firstripe figs: if they be shaken, they shall even fall into the mouth of the eater.

13 Behold, thy people in the midst of thee are women: the gates of thy land shall be set wide open unto thine enemies: the fire shall devour thy bars.

14 Draw thee waters for the siege, fortify thy strong holds: go into clay, and tread the morter, make strong the brickkiln.

15 There shall the fire devour thee; the sword shall cut thee off, it shall eat thee up like the cankerworm: make thyself many as the cankerworm, make thyself many as the locusts.

16 Thou hast multiplied thy merchants above the stars of heaven: the cankerworm spoileth, and fleeth away.

17 Thy crowned are as the locusts, and thy captains as the great grasshoppers, which camp in the hedges in the cold day, but when the sun ariseth they flee away, and their place is not known where they are.

18 Thy shepherds slumber, O king of Assyria: thy nobles shall dwell in the dust: thy people is scattered upon the mountains, and no man gathereth them.

19 There is no healing of thy bruise; thy wound is grievous: all that hear the bruit of thee shall clap the hands over thee: for upon whom hath not thy wickedness passed continually?