Esajas 16
1 Sender Landets Hersker Lam fra Sela gennem Ørken til Zions Datters Bjerg.
Send rams to the ruler of the land from Selah in the wilderness, to 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.
As wandering birds, as a scattered nest, so the women of Moab are at the fords of the Arnon River.
3 Giv Raad, hjælp til Ret, gør din Skygge som Natten midt om Middagen, skjul de fordrevne, forraad ikke den, som flyr!
“Give instruction, execute justice; provide some shade like night in the middle of the day; hide the fugitives; do not betray the fugitives.
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 them live among you, the refugees from Moab; be a hiding place for them from the destroyer.” For the oppression will stop, and destruction will cease, those who trample will disappear from 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.
A throne will be established in covenant faithfulness; and one from David's tent will faithfully sit there. He will judge as he seeks justice and does 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 Moab's pride, his arrogance, his boasting, and his anger. But his boastings are empty words.
7 Derfor skal Moab hyle over Moab, de skulle alle sammen hyle; over Kir-Hareseths Grundvolde skulle I sukke, aldeles modfaldne.
So Moab wails for Moab—they all wail! Mourn, you who are utterly destroyed, for the raisin cakes of Kir Hareseth.
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.
The fields of Heshbon have dried up as well as the vines of Sibmah. The rulers of the nations have trampled the choice vines that reached to Jazer and spread into the desert. Its shoots spread abroad; they went over to 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.
Indeed I will weep along with Jazer for the vineyard of Sibmah. I will water you with my tears, Heshbon, and Elealeh. For on your fields of summer fruits and harvest I have ended the shouts of joy.
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.
Gladness and joy are taken away from the fruit tree groves; and there is no singing, or shouts in the vineyards. No one treads out wine in the presses, for I have put an end to the shouts of the one who treads.
11 Derfor bruser mit Inderste over Moab som en Harpe, og mit Hjerte over Kir-Heres.
So my heart sighs like a harp for Moab, and my inward being 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.
When Moab wears himself out on the high place and enters his temple to pray, his prayers will accomplish nothing.
13 Dette er det Ord, som Herren har talt imod Moab den Gang;
This is the word that Yahweh spoke concerning Moab previously.
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.
Again Yahweh speaks, “Within three years, the glory of Moab will disappear; in spite of his many people, the remnant will be very few and insignificant.”
