Esajas 38

1 I de Dage blev Ezekias dødssyg, og Esajas, Amoz's Søn, Profeten, kom til ham og sagde til ham: Saa sagde Herren: Beskik dit Hus, thi du skal dø og ikke leve.

In those days Hezekiah became ill and was near death. And so, Isaiah, the son of Amoz, the prophet, entered to him, and he said to him: “Thus says the Lord: Put your house in order, for you shall die, and you shall not live.”

2 Og Ezekias vendte sit Ansigt til Væggen og bad til Herren

And Hezekiah turned his face toward the wall, and he prayed to the Lord.

3 og sagde: Ak, Herre! kom dog i Hu, at jeg har trolig og med et retskaffent Hjerte vandret for dit Ansigt og gjort det, som er godt for dine Øjne; og Ezekias græd bitterligt.

And he said: “I beg you, Lord, I beseech you, to remember how I walked before you in truth and with a whole heart, and that I have done what is good in your sight.” And Hezekiah wept with a great weeping.

4 Og Herrens Ord skete til Esajas, sigende:

And the word of the Lord came to Isaiah, saying:

5 Gak og sig til Ezekias: Saa siger Herren, din Fader Davids Gud: Jeg har hørt din Bøn, jeg har set din Graad; se, jeg lægger femten Aar til dine Dage.

“Go and say to Hezekiah: Thus says the Lord, the God of David, your father: I have heard your prayer, and I have seen your tears. Behold, I will add fifteen years to your days.

6 Og jeg vil fri dig og denne Stad fra Kongen af Assyriens Haand og beskærme denne Stad.

And I will rescue you and this city from the hand of the king of the Assyrians, and I will protect it.

7 Og du skal have dette Tegn af Herren paa, at Herren skal gøre denne Gerning, som han har sagt:

And this will be a sign for you from the Lord, that the Lord will do this word, which he has spoken:

8 Se, jeg vil lade Solskivens Skygge, som med Solen er gaaet nedad paa Akas's Solskive, gaa ti Streger tilbage; og Solen gik ti Streger tilbage af de Streger, som den var gaaet ned.

Behold, I will cause the shadow of the lines, which has now descended on the sundial of Ahaz, to move in reverse for ten lines.” And so, the sun moved backward by ten lines, through the degrees by which it had descended.

9 Et Skrift af Ezekias, Judas Konge, der han havde været syg og var bleven helbredet af sin Sygdom:

The writing of Hezekiah, the king of Judah, after he had fallen ill and had recovered from his sickness:

10 Jeg sagde: Nu, da jeg har faaet rolige Dage, maa jeg vandre ind ad Dødsrigets Porte; jeg maa savne det øvrige af mine Aar. (Sheol h7585)

“I said: In the middle of my days, I will go to the gates of Hell. So I sought the remainder of my years. (Sheol h7585)

11 Jeg sagde: Jeg skal ikke se Herren, Herren i de levendes Land; jeg skal ikke skue Mennesker mere, naar jeg er iblandt dem, som bo i Skyggeriget.

I said: I will not see the Lord God in the land of the living. I will no longer behold man, nor the habitation of rest.

12 Min Levetid er afbrudt og flyttet fra mig som en Hyrdes Telt; jeg har sammenrullet mit Liv som en Væver sin Væv, fra Traadene afskæres jeg; fra Dag til Nat gør du Ende paa mig.

My longevity has been taken away; it has been folded up and taken from me, like the tent of a shepherd. My life has been cut off, as if by a weaver. While I was still beginning, he cut me off. From morning until evening, you have marked out my limits.

13 Jeg holdt mig stille indtil om Morgenen som en Løve; saa sønderbrydes alle mine Ben; fra Dag til Nat gør du Ende paa mig.

I hoped, even until morning. Like a lion, so has he crushed all my bones. From morning until evening, you have marked my limits.

14 Jeg klagede som en Trane, som en Svale, jeg kurrede som en Due; matte opløftede sig mine Øjne til det høje: Herre! jeg er beklemt, vær Borgen for mig!

I will cry out, like a young swallow. I will meditate, like a dove. My eyes have been weakened by gazing upward. O Lord, I suffer violence! Answer in my favor.

15 Hvad skal jeg sige? han har sagt mig det, og han har fuldkommet det; jeg skal vandre sagtelig alle mine Aar for min Sjæls Bitterheds Skyld.

What can I say, or what would he answer me, since he himself has done this? I will acknowledge to you all my years, in the bitterness of my soul.

16 Herre! ved disse Ting lever man, og ved dem alle faar min Aand Liv; du gøre mig stærk og holde mig i Live!

O Lord, if such is life, and if the life of my spirit is of such a kind, may you correct me and may you cause me to live.

17 Se til Fred blev mig Bitterhed; ja, Bitterhed; men du har kærligt annammet min Sjæl fra Fordærvelsens Grav; thi du kastede alle mine Synder bag din Ryg.

Behold, in peace my bitterness is most bitter. But you have rescued my soul, so that it would not perish. You have cast all my sins behind your back.

18 Thi Dødsriget takker dig ej, Døden lover dig ej; de, som nedfare i Graven, vente ikke paa din Trofasthed. (Sheol h7585)

For Hell will not confess to you, and death will not praise you. Those who descend into the pit will not hope for your truth. (Sheol h7585)

19 Den, som lever, ja den, som lever, han takker dig som jeg i Dag; en Fader underviser sine Børn om din Trofasthed.

The living, the living, these will give praise to you, as I also do this day! The father will make the truth known to the sons.

20 Herren er rede til at frelse mig, og med mine Harpetoner ville vi lege alle vort Livs Dage i Herrens Hus.

O Lord, save me! And we will sing our psalms, all the days of our life, in the house of the Lord.”

21 Men Esajas sagde, at de skulde tage en Klump af Figen og gøre den til et Plaster paa hans Byld, saa skulde han leve.

Now Isaiah had ordered them to take a paste of figs, and to spread it like plaster over the wound, so that he would be healed.

22 Og Ezekias sagde: Hvad Tegn er der paa, at jeg skal gaa op til Herrens Hus?

And Hezekiah said, “What will be the sign that I may go up to the house of the Lord?”