Esajas 25
1 Herre! du er min Gud, jeg vil ophøje dig, jeg vil bekende dit Navn; thi du gjorde Under; de Raad, som ere fattede længe tilforn, ere Trofasthed og Sandhed.
O LORD, You are my God! I will exalt You; I will praise Your name. For You have worked wonders— plans formed long ago— in perfect faithfulness.
2 Thi du gjorde af Staden en Stenhob, af den faste Stad en Grushob, de fremmedes Paladser ere ikke længer en Stad; den skal ikke bygges evindelig.
Indeed, You have made the city a heap of rubble, the fortified town a ruin. The fortress of strangers is a city no more; it will never be rebuilt.
3 Derfor skal et mægtigt Folk ære dig; grumme Hedningers Stæder skulle frygte dig.
Therefore, a strong people will honor You. The cities of ruthless nations will revere You.
4 Thi du var den ringes Styrke, den fattiges Styrke, da han var i Angest, en Tilflugt imod Regnskyl, en Skygge imod Heden; thi de grummes Fnysen er som Regnskyl imod en Væg.
For You have been a refuge for the poor, a stronghold for the needy in distress, a refuge from the storm, a shade from the heat. For the breath of the ruthless is like rain against a wall,
5 Som Heden i det tørre Land, saa nedtrykker du de fremmedes Bulder; som Heden ved Skyggen af en Sky, saa dæmpes de grummes Sang.
like heat in a dry land. You subdue the uproar of foreigners. As the shade of a cloud cools the heat, so the song of the ruthless is silenced.
6 Og den Herre Zebaoth skal gøre for alle Folkeslag et fedt Gæstebud paa dette Bjerg, et Gæstebud med gammel Vin, med fed Marv, med gammel, klaret Vin.
On this mountain the LORD of Hosts will prepare a banquet for all the peoples, a feast of aged wine, of choice meat, of finely aged wine.
7 Og paa dette Bjerg skal han borttage Sløret, med hvilket alle Folkeslag ere tilslørede, og Dækket, hvormed alle Hedninger ere bedækkede.
On this mountain He will swallow up the shroud that enfolds all peoples, the sheet that covers all nations;
8 Han skal opsluge Døden for evig, og den Herre, Herre skal afviske Graaden af alle Ansigter og borttage sit Folks Forsmædelse af al Jorden; thi Herren har talt det.
He will swallow up death forever. The Lord GOD will wipe away the tears from every face and remove the disgrace of His people from the whole earth.
9 Og man skal sige paa den Dag: Se, dette er vor Gud, vi have haabet paa ham, og han skal frelse os; dette er Herren, vi have haabet paa ham, vi ville fryde og glæde os ved hans Frelse.
And in that day it will be said, “Surely this is our God; we have waited for Him, and He has saved us. This is the LORD for whom we have waited. Let us rejoice and be glad in His salvation.”
10 Thi Herrens Haand skal hvile over dette Bjerg; men Moab skal nedtrædes, som man nedtræder Halm i Møddingpølen.
For the hand of the LORD will rest on this mountain. But Moab will be trampled in his place as straw is trodden into the dung pile.
11 Og det skal brede sine Hænder ud deri, ligesom den, der svømmer, udbreder dem for at svømme; og han skal nedtrykke dets Hovmod tillige med dets Hænders Ranker.
He will spread out his hands within it, as a swimmer spreads his arms to swim. His pride will be brought low, despite the skill of his hands.
12 Og dine høje Mures Befæstning skal han styrte, nedkaste, slaa til Jorden indtil Støvet.
The high-walled fortress will be brought down, cast to the ground, into the dust.
