1 Regverdig is U, o HERE, as ek met U sou twis. Tog wil ek oor regsake met U spreek: Waarom is die weg van die goddelose voorspoedig? Waarom lewe hulle rustig, almal wat ontrou bedrywe?
2 U het hulle geplant, ook het hulle wortel geskiet; hulle groei, ook dra hulle vrugte. U is naby in hulle mond, maar ver van hulle niere.
3 Maar U, o HERE, ken my; U sien my en toets my hart by U. Ruk hulle weg soos slagskape, en heilig hulle vir die dag van slagting.
4 Hoe lank sal die land treur en die plante van die hele veld verdor? Vanweë die boosheid van die wat daarin woon, vergaan diere en voëls; omdat hulle sê: Hy sal ons einde nie sien nie!
5 As jy met voetgangers loop, maak hulle jou moeg: hoe sal jy dan wedywer met die perde? En in 'n land van vrede voel jy jou veilig: hoe sal jy dan maak in die pronkbosse van die Jordaan?
6 Want ook jou broers en die huis van jou vader, ook hulle het troueloos teen jou gehandel; ook hulle roep jou hardop agterna. Glo hulle nie as hulle vriendelik met jou spreek nie.
7 Ek het my huis verlaat, Ek het my erfenis verwerp, Ek het die beminde van my siel in die hand van haar vyande gegee.
8 My erfenis het vir My geword soos 'n leeu in die bos; dit het sy stem teen My verhef; daarom het Ek dit gehaat.
9 Is my erfenis dan vir My 'n bont roofvoël? Is daar roofvoëls rondom teen hom? Kom, maak al die wilde diere van die veld bymekaar, laat hulle kom om te eet.
10 Baie herders het my wingerd verniel, hulle het my stuk land vertrap, hulle het my begeerlike stuk land 'n woeste wildernis gemaak,
11 hulle het dit 'n wildernis gemaak; dit treur voor My, verwoes; die hele land is verwoes, omdat daar niemand is wat dit ter harte neem nie.
12 Op al die kaal heuwels in die woestyn het verwoesters gekom, want die swaard van die HERE verteer van die een end van die land tot die ander end van die land; daar is geen vrede vir enige vlees nie.
13 Hulle het koring gesaai, maar dorings gemaai; hulle het hul uitgeput sonder om baat te vind. Staan dan beskaamd oor julle inkomste, vanweë die toorngloed van die HERE.
14 So sê die HERE: Aangaande al my goddelose bure wat die erfenis aantas wat Ek my volk Israel laat erf het -- kyk, Ek ruk hulle uit hul land uit, en die huis van Juda sal Ek uit hulle midde wegruk.
15 Maar nadat Ek hulle uitgeruk het, sal Ek My weer oor hulle ontferm; en Ek sal hulle terugbring, elkeen na sy erfenis en elkeen na sy land.
16 En as hulle ywerig die weë van my volk leer om te sweer by my Naam: So waar as die HERE leef, soos hulle my volk geleer het om te sweer by Baäl -- dan sal hulle onder my volk gebou word.
17 Maar as hulle nie luister nie, dan sal Ek die nasie heeltemal uitruk en tot niet maak, spreek die HERE.
1 You are in the right, O Lord, when I put my cause before you: still let me take up with you the question of your decisions: why does the evil-doer do well? why are the workers of deceit living in comfort?
2 They have been planted by you, they have taken root; they go on and give fruit: you are near in their mouths but far from their thoughts.
3 But you, O Lord, have knowledge of me; you see me, searching and testing how my heart is with you: let them be pulled out like sheep to be put to death, make them ready for the day of death.
4 How long will the land have grief, and the plants of all the land be dry? because of the sins of the people living in it, destruction has overtaken the beasts and the birds; because they said, God does not see our ways.
5 If running with the fighting-men has made you tired, how will you be able to keep up with horses? and if in a land of peace you go in flight, what will become of you in the thick growth of Jordan?
6 For even your brothers, your father's family, even they have been untrue to you, crying loudly after you: have no faith in them, though they say fair words to you.
7 I have given up my house, I have let my heritage go; I have given the loved one of my soul into the hands of her haters.
8 My heritage has become like a lion in the woodland to me; her voice has been loud against me; so I have hate for her.
9 My heritage is like a brightly coloured bird to me; the cruel birds are attacking her on every side: go, get together all the beasts of the field, make them come for destruction.
10 The keepers of sheep have been the destruction of my vine-garden, crushing my heritage under their feet; they have made my fair heritage an unplanted waste;
11 They have made it waste; it is weeping to me, being wasted; all the land is made waste, because no man takes it to heart.
12 Those who make waste have come on all the open hilltops in the waste land; for the sword of the Lord sends destruction from one end of the land to the other end of the land: no flesh has peace.
13 Though good grain was planted, they have got in thorns: they have given themselves pain without profit: they will be shamed on account of their produce, because of the burning wrath of the Lord.
14 This is what the Lord has said against all my evil neighbours, who put their hands on the heritage which I gave my people Israel: See, I will have them uprooted from their land, uprooting the people of Judah from among them.
15 And it will come about that, after they have been uprooted, I will again have pity on them; and I will take them back, every man to his heritage and every man to his land.
16 And it will be that, if they give their minds to learning the ways of my people, using my name in their oaths, By the living Lord; as they have been teaching my people to take oaths by the Baal; then their place will be made certain among my people.
17 But if they will not give ear, then I will have that nation uprooted, and given to destruction, says the Lord.