Esajas 16
1 Sender Landets Hersker Lam fra Sela gennem Ørken til Zions Datters Bjerg.
Send lambs as tribute to the ruler of the land, from Sela through the desert, to the mountain of the daughter of Zion.
2 Og det skal ske, at ligesom en Fugl, udjaget af Reden, flagrer hid og did, saa skulle Moabs Døtre komme til Arnons Færgesteder.
The Moabite women at the fords of the Arnon are like birds fluttering around when their nest is destroyed.
3 Giv Raad, hjælp til Ret, gør din Skygge som Natten midt om Middagen, skjul de fordrevne, forraad ikke den, som flyr!
Think about it and make a decision. Make your shadow as invisible at midday as during the night. Hide the refugees; don't betray them as they run away.
4 Lad mine fordrevne faa Herberge hos dig, Moab! vær dem et Skjul imod Ødelæggeren; thi Undertrykkeren er borte, Ødelæggelsen faar Ende, og de, som nedtraadte andre, skulle omkomme af Landet.
Let my refugees stay among you, Moab. Hide them from our enemies until the destroyer is no more, the destruction is over, and the aggressive invaders have gone.
5 Og der skal beredes en Trone ved Miskundheden, og en skal sidde derpaa i Sandheden, i Davids Paulun, en, som skal dømme og spørge efter Ret og haste efter Retfærdighed.
Then a kingdom will be set up based on trustworthy love, and on its throne will sit a faithful king from the line of David. He will judge fairly, and will be passionately committed to doing what is right.
6 Vi have hørt om Moabs Hovmod, han er saare hovmodig, ja, om hans Stolthed og hans Hovmod og hans Grumhed, hans tomme Pral.
We know all about the pride of the Moabites, how terribly vain and conceited they are, completely arrogant! But their boasting is false.
7 Derfor skal Moab hyle over Moab, de skulle alle sammen hyle; over Kir-Hareseths Grundvolde skulle I sukke, aldeles modfaldne.
All the Moabites grieve for Moab. They all mourn the loss of the raisin cakes of Kir-hareseth, all of them destroyed.
8 Thi Hesbons Marker ere henvisnede, paa Vintræet i Sibma have Folkenes Herrer knust de ædle Ranker, som naaede til Jaeser og forvildede sig ind i Ørken; dens Kviste, som bredte sig ud, ere komne over Havet.
Heshbon's fields have dried up, as have Sibmah's grapevines. The rulers of the nations have trampled down the vines that once branched out to Jazer and east towards the desert, and west as far as the sea.
9 Derfor vil jeg græde med Jaesers Graad over det Vintræ i Sibma, jeg vil væde dig, Hesbon og Eleale, med min Graad; thi over din Sommerfrugt og over din Høst faldt Krigsskriget ind.
So I cry with Jazer for Sibmah's vines; I soak Heshbon and Elealeh with my tears. Nobody shouts in celebration over your summer fruit and your harvest any more.
10 Og Glæde og Fryd er veget bort fra den frugtbare Mark, og man synger ikke i Vingaardene, raaber ej heller med Glæde; Persetræderen træder ikke Druer i Perserne, Frydeskrig har jeg ladet høre op.
Joy and happiness are gone. Nobody celebrates in the harvest fields or the vineyards; nobody shouts happily. Nobody treads grapes in the winepresses. I have stopped their cheering.
11 Derfor bruser mit Inderste over Moab som en Harpe, og mit Hjerte over Kir-Heres.
Heartbroken I cry for Moab like sad music on a harp; deep inside I weep for Kir-hareseth.
12 Og det sker, naar Moab lader sig se og er træt af at ofre paa Højen, da vil det komme til sin Helligdom for at bede og skal ikke kunne.
The Moabites go and wear themselves out worshiping at their high places. They go to their shrines to pray, but it does them no good.
13 Dette er det Ord, som Herren har talt imod Moab den Gang;
This is the message that the Lord has already delivered about Moab.
14 men nu har Herren talt og sagt: Om tre Aar, som en Daglønners Aar, da skal Moabs Herlighed med al den store Mængde være ringeagtet, og der skal blive en Levning tilbage, liden, ringe og afmægtig.
But now the Lord speaks again, and says, In three years, just as a contract worker precisely counts years, Moab's glory will turn into something to be laughed at. Despite there being so many Moabites now, soon there will only be a few feeble people left.
