< Esajas 16 >
1 Sender Landets Hersker Lam fra Sela gennem Ørken til Zions Datters Bjerg.
Send ye the lambs for the ruler of the land from the crags that are toward the wilderness, unto the mount 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.
For it shall be that, as wandering birds, as a scattered nest, so shall the daughters of Moab be at the fords of Arnon.
3 Giv Raad, hjælp til Ret, gør din Skygge som Natten midt om Middagen, skjul de fordrevne, forraad ikke den, som flyr!
'Give counsel, execute justice; make thy shadow as the night in the midst of the noonday; hide the outcasts; betray not the fugitive.
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 mine outcasts dwell with thee; as for Moab, be thou a covert to him from the face of the spoiler.' For the extortion is at an end, spoiling ceaseth, they that trampled down are consumed out of the land;
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.
And a throne is established through mercy, and there sitteth thereon in truth, in the tent of David, one that judgeth, and seeketh justice, and is ready in righteousness.
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 have heard of the pride of Moab; he is very proud; even of his haughtiness, and his pride, and his arrogancy, his ill-founded boastings.
7 Derfor skal Moab hyle over Moab, de skulle alle sammen hyle; over Kir-Hareseths Grundvolde skulle I sukke, aldeles modfaldne.
Therefore shall Moab wail for Moab, every one shall wail; for the sweet cakes of Kir-hareseth shall ye mourn, sorely stricken.
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.
For the fields of Heshbon languish, and the vine of Sibmah, whose choice plants did overcome the lords of nations; they reached even unto Jazer, they wandered into the wilderness; her branches were spread abroad, they passed over 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.
Therefore I will weep with the weeping of Jazer for the vine of Sibmah; I will water thee with my tears, O Heshbon, and Elealeh; for upon thy summer fruits and upon thy harvest the battle shout is fallen.
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.
And gladness and joy are taken away out of the fruitful field; and in the vineyards there shall be no singing, neither shall there be shouting; no treader shall tread out wine in the presses; I have made the vintage shout to cease.
11 Derfor bruser mit Inderste over Moab som en Harpe, og mit Hjerte over Kir-Heres.
Wherefore my heart moaneth like a harp for Moab, and mine inward parts for Kir-heres.
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.
And it shall come to pass, when it is seen that Moab hath wearied himself upon the high place, that he shall come to his sanctuary to pray; but he shall not prevail
13 Dette er det Ord, som Herren har talt imod Moab den Gang;
This is the word that the LORD spoke concerning Moab in time past.
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 hath spoken, saying: 'Within three years, as the years of a hireling, and the glory of Moab shall wax contemptible for all his great multitude; and the remnant shall be very small and without strength.'