Esajas 49
1 Hører mig, I Øer, og giver Agt, I Folk fra det fjerne! Herren kaldte mig fra Moders Liv af, han nævnede mit Navn fra Moders Skød.
Listen to me, you people of the islands! Pay attention, you who live far away! The Lord called me before I was born; he gave me my name while I was still in my mother's womb.
2 Og han gjorde min Mund som et skarpt Sværd, skjulte mig med sin Haands Skygge, gjorde mig til en blank Pil og gemte mig i sit Kogger.
The words he gave me to speak are like a sharp sword. He has protected me by covering me with his hand. He put me in his quiver like a sharp arrow, keeping me safe there.
3 Og han sagde til mig: Du er min Tjener; du er Israel, i hvem jeg vil forherlige mig.
He told me, “You are my servant, Israel, and I will reveal my glory through you.”
4 Men jeg sagde: Jeg har gjort mig Møje forgæves, fortæret min Kraft for intet og uden Nytte; alligevel er min Ret hos Herren og min Løn hos min Gud.
But I replied, “I've worked for nothing! I've exhausted myself, and for what? Even so, I leave it with the Lord to do what's right, and my reward is with my God.”
5 Og nu, siger Herren, som dannede mig af Moders Liv til sin Tjener, for at jeg skulde omvende Jakob til ham, og Israel, som ikke vil lade sig sanke; og jeg skal herliggøres for Herrens Øjne, og min Gud er min Styrke;
Now my Lord is going to speak, the one who formed me in the womb as his servant to bring Jacob back to him, to gather Israel to himself. I am honored in the Lord's sight, and my God has given me strength.
6 han siger: Det er for ringe en Ting, at du er min Tjener til at oprejse Jakobs Stammer og tilbageføre de bevarede af Israel, men jeg vil sætte dig til Hedningernes Lys, at de bringe min Frelse indtil Jordens Ende.
He says, “It's nothing much for you to be my servant to bring back the tribes of Jacob, those people of Israel that I've preserved. I'm also going to make you a light for the foreigners so that my salvation may reach everybody.”
7 Saa siger Herren, Israels Genløser, hans Hellige, til den, som er foragtet af hver Sjæl, til den, som Folket har Afsky for, til Herskernes Tjener: Konger skulle se det og staa op, og Fyrster skulle se det og nedbøje sig for Herrens, Skyld, som er trofast, og for Israels Hellige, som udvalgte dig.
This is what the Lord says, the Redeemer and Holy One of Israel, to the one who was despised and detested by the nation, to the one who is the servant of rulers: Kings will see you and stand up, and princes will bow down to you, because the Lord, who is trustworthy, the Holy One of Israel, has chosen you.
8 Saa siger Herren: Paa den behagelige Tid bønhørte jeg dig, og paa Frelsens Dag hjalp jeg dig; og jeg vil bevare dig og sætte dig til en Pagt med Folket for at oprejse Landet og udskifte de øde Arvedele
This is what the Lord says: I will answer you at the proper time; I will help you on the day of salvation. I will take care of you, and I will give you to the people as my agreement with them, to restore the land and to reassign the parts that have been abandoned.
9 for at sige til de bundne: Gaar ud! til dem, som ere i Mørke: Kommer frem for Lyset! de skulle finde Græsgang ved Vejene, og Græsgang skal være for dem paa alle nøgne Høje.
Tell the prisoners, “Come out!” Tell those living in darkness, “Come into the light!” Like sheep they will feed along the roads and in the pastures on hills that once were barren.
10 De skulle hverken hungre eller tørste, og ingen Hede eller Sol skal stikke dem; thi deres Forbarmer skal føre dem og lede dem til Vandkilder.
They won't be hungry or thirsty, and they won't get hot in the sun, for the one who loves them will lead them to springs, and guide them to water.
11 Og jeg vil gøre alle mine Bjerge til Vej, og mine banede Veje skulle forhøjes.
I will turn all my mountains into a road; my highways will be really high!
12 Se disse, de komme langt fra, og se disse, de komme fra Norden og fra Vesten, og disse, de komme fra Sinas Land.
Look at these people coming from far away! Look at these people coming from the north, and from the west, and from Upper Egypt.
13 Synger med Fryd, I Himle! og fryd dig, du Jord! og I Bjerge, raaber med Frydesang! thi Herren trøster sit Folk og forbarmer sig over sine elendige.
Heavens, shout for joy! Earth, celebrate! Mountains, sing out in happiness! The Lord has come to care for his people, and he will treat his suffering people kindly.
14 Men Zion sagde: Herren har forladt mig, og Herren har glemt mig.
But Zion said, “The Lord has given up on me; the Lord has forgotten about me.”
15 Kan vel en Kvinde glemme sit diende Barn, at hun ikke forbarmer sig over sit Livs Søn? om ogsaa de kunne glemme, da vil jeg, jeg dog ikke glemme dig.
Really? Can a mother forget her nursing baby? Can she forget to be kind to the child she carried in her womb? Even if she could forget, I will never forget you!
16 Se, jeg har tegnet dig i mine Hænder; dine Mure ere bestandig for mig.
Look at your names I've written on the palms of my hands! I'm always thinking about your walls.
17 Dine Børn komme i Hast; de, som nedbrøde og ødelagde dig, skulle drage ud fra dig.
Soon your children will come running back. Your destroyers, those that devastated your land, will be gone.
18 Kast dine Øjne omkring og se, alle disse ere samlede, de komme til dig; saa sandt jeg lever, siger Herren, med alle disse skal du klæde dig som med en Prydelse, og du skal binde dem om dig, som Bruden sit Bælte.
Take a look around. See all your children gathering and coming back to you. As I live, declares the Lord, you will wear them all as jewelry, proudly putting them on like a bride.
19 Ja, dine Ørkener og dine nedbrudte Stæder og det ødelagte Land, ja, det skal nu blive for snævert for Indbyggere, og de, som opslugte dig, skulle være langt borte.
Your ruined towns and abandoned places and devastated lands will be crowded with people, while those who took over your country will be long gone.
20 End en Gang skulle dine Børn, som du maatte undvære, sige for dine Øren: Stedet er mig for trangt, giv mig Plads, at jeg maa bo der.
The children born during your time of mourning in exile will say, “This place is too crowded for me! Make room so I have a place to live!”
21 Og du skal sige i dit Hjerte: Hvo har avlet mig disse, eftersom jeg var barnløs og ufrugtbar? jeg var landflygtig og forskudt, og hvo har opdraget disse? se, jeg var enlig tilbage, hvor vare da disse?
Then you will say to yourself, “Who gave birth to all these children for me? My children were killed and I was unable to have more; I was exiled and thrown aside—so who brought these children up? Look, I was abandoned, so where did they come from?”
22 Saa siger den Herre, Herre: Se, jeg vil udstrække min Haand efter Hedningerne og opløfte mit Banner for Folkene, og de skulle føre mine Sønner frem paa Armene, og dine Døtre skulle bæres paa Skuldrene.
This is what the Lord God says, Watch as I give the signal to the nations, as I raise my flag to let everyone know. They will bring them back, carrying your sons in their arms, and lifting your daughters onto their shoulders.
23 Og Konger skulle være dine Fosterfædre, og deres Fyrstinder skulle være dine Ammer, paa deres Ansigt skulle de nedbøje sig til Jorden for dig og slikke dine Fødders Støv: da skal du fornemme, at jeg er Herren, og at de, som forvente mig, ikke skulle beskæmmes.
Kings will be your child-minders; queens will be your nurses. They will bow low before you, and lick the dust from your feet. Then you will know that I am the Lord, and that those who put their trust in me will never be ashamed.
24 Mon man kan tage fra den vældige, hvad han har taget? og mon den retfærdiges Fanger skulle undkomme?
Can loot be taken from a warrior? Can prisoners be rescued from a dictator?
25 Ja, saaledes siger Herren: Baade skulle Fangerne tages fra den vældige, og det, en Voldsmand har taget, skal rives fra ham; og jeg vil trætte med dem, som trætte med dig, og vil frelse dine Børn.
But this is what the Lord says: Even the prisoners of warriors will be won back; even loot will be recovered from a dictator. I will fight with your enemies, and I will rescue your children.
26 Og jeg vil bringe dine Undertrykkere til at æde deres eget Kød, de skulle blive drukne af deres eget Blod som af Most; og alt Kød skal kende, at jeg, Herren, er din Frelser, og den Mægtige i Jakob er din Genløser.
I will make your oppressors eat their own flesh and drink their own blood like wine. Then everyone will know that I, the Lord, am your Savior and Redeemer, the Mighty One of Israel.
