Esajas 5
1 Jeg vil synge om min elskelige, min elskedes Sang om hans Vingaard. Min elskelige havde en Vingaard paa en frugtbar Høj.
Let me sing a song for my love, about his vineyard. My love owned a vineyard on a productive hill.
2 Og han gravede den og kastede Stenene af den og beplantede den med ædle Vinkviste, byggede og et Taarn midt derudi og udhuggede ogsaa en Vinperse derudi, og han ventede, at den skulde bære gode Druer, men den bar vilde Druer.
He dug it over, cleared the ground of stones, and planted it with the very best vines. In the middle of it he built a watchtower, and he also cut out a winepress from the rock. Then he waited for a good harvest of grapes, but it only produced wild, sour grapes.
3 Og nu, I Jerusalems Indbyggere og Judas Mænd! dømmer dog imellem mig og min Vingaard!
“Now, you people who live in Jerusalem and Judah, please judge between me and my vineyard.
4 Hvad mere kunde der gøres ved min Vingaard, som jeg ikke har gjort ved den? hvi ventede jeg, at den skulde bære gode Druer, og den bar vilde Druer?
What more could I have done for my vineyard than I've already done? When I looked for sweet grapes, why did it only produce sour ones?
5 Og nu vil jeg give eder til Kende, hvad jeg vil gøre ved min Vingaard: Jeg vil borttage dens Gærde, og den skal afædes, jeg vil sønderrive dens Gærde, og den skal nedtrædes.
So let me tell you what I'm going to do to my vineyard. I'll remove its hedge, and it will be destroyed. I'll tear down its wall, and it will be trampled underfoot.
6 Og jeg vil lægge den øde, den skal ikke beskæres, ej heller hakkes, men der skal opvokse Torne og Tidsler; og jeg vil forbyde Skyerne at lade Regn falde paa den.
I'll turn it into a wasteland. It won't be pruned or weeded—it will be overgrown with brambles and thorns. I'll order the clouds not to rain on it.”
7 Thi den Herre Zebaoths Vingaard er Israels Hus, og Judas Mænd ere hans Lysts Plantning; og han ventede Lovlighed, men se, der blev Lovløshed, Retfærd, men se, der blev Voldsfærd!
Israel is the vineyard of the Lord Almighty, and the people of Judah are the plants in his garden that made him happy. Yet while he hoped for justice, he only saw injustice; he hoped people would live right, but he only heard the cries of those who were suffering.
8 Ve dem, som lægge det ene Hus til det andet, føje den ene Ager til den anden, indtil der ikke er mere Rum tilbage, saa at I alene blive siddende midt i Landet.
Tragedy is coming to you who buy house upon house and field upon field, joining them all together until no one else has anywhere to live and you live alone in the land.
9 I mine Øren lyder det fra den Herre Zebaoth: Sandelig, de mange Huse skulle vorde ødelagte, de store og gode Huse uden Indbyggere!
I heard the Lord Almighty declare: You can be sure that many houses are destined to become ruins, and beautiful mansions destined to become uninhabited.
10 Thi en Vingaard paa ti Dages Pløjeland skal kun give en Bath, og en Homer Udsæd skal kun give en Efa.
Ten acres of vineyard will only produce a six gallons of wine, and a measure of seed only a tenth of that in grain.
11 Ve dem, som staa aarle op om Morgenen og jage efter stærk Drik, som sidde langt ud paa Aftenen og gløde af Vin!
Tragedy is coming to you who get up early in the morning wanting a drink, and who stay up late drinking wine until you're drunk.
12 Og Harper og Psalter, Tromme og Pibe og Vin høre til deres Gæstebud; men de ville ikke se til Herrens Gerning, og de have ikke Syn for hans Hænders Værk.
At their feasts you have lyres and harps, tambourines and flutes, and wine, but you don't ever consider what the Lord is doing, and you don't recognize his help.
13 Derfor skal mit Folk bortføres, inden det ser sig for, og dets ærede Mænd skulle vorde Hungerens Folk, og dets menige vansmægte af Tørst.
As a result my people will be exiled for their lack of understanding. Their honored leaders will starve, and the crowds will be dying of thirst.
14 Derfor skal Dødsriget udvide sit Svælg og oplade sin Mund umaadeligt, at baade dets ypperlige og dets menige Folk, baade den, som buldrer, og den, som er glad udi den, skal fare der ned. (Sheol h7585)
The grave's appetite increases, its mouth opens wide, and Jerusalem's nobility and the masses will go down into it, along with the rowdy, drunken mobs. (Sheol h7585)
15 Og Mennesket skal nedbøjes og Manden ydmyges, og de hovmodiges Øjne skulle ydmyges.
Everyone will be brought down, everyone will be humbled; the proud will lower their eyes in humiliation.
16 Men den Herre Zebaoth skal staa ophøjet ved Dommen, og den hellige Gud skal helliges ved Retfærdighed.
But the Lord Almighty will be vindicated because he does what is right; the holy God will be shown to be holy because of his goodness.
17 Da skulle Lammene gaa paa Græs, som var Marken deres egen, og fremmede skulle fortære de riges øde Marker.
Lambs will graze as in their own pasture; fattened livestock and goats will feed among the ruins of the rich.
18 Ve dem, som drage Misgerningen fremad med Løgnens Snorer og Synden med Vognreb;
Tragedy is coming to you who pull along your sins behind you with iniquity with cords made of lies, and pulling with ropes a cartful of wickedness.
19 dem, som sige: Lad ham skynde sig, lad hans Gerning komme hastigt, at vi se den; og lad det nærme sig, og lad det komme, Israels helliges Raad, at vi kunne fornemme det!
You are among the people who say, “God should hurry up! Why doesn't God get a move on with what he's doing so we can see it? Why doesn't the Holy One of Israel execute his plan? Let's see it happen so we can understand what it is!”
20 Ve dem, som sige om det onde, at det er godt, og om det gode, at det er ondt, som gøre Mørke til Lys og Lys til Mørke, som gøre bittert til sødt og sødt til bittert!
Tragedy is coming to you who say evil is good, and good is evil; who turn darkness into light and light into darkness; who make bitter sweet, and sweet bitter.
21 Ve dem, som ere vise i deres egne Øjne og forstandige i deres egne Tanker!
Tragedy is coming to you who are wise in your own eyes and think you're so clever.
22 Ve dem, som ere vældige til at drikke Vin og dygtige Mænd til at blande stærk Drik!
Tragedy is coming to you who are wine-drinking champions, and experts at mixing alcoholic drinks;
23 dem, som for Gaves Skyld dømme en ugudelig at have Ret og fravende de retfærdige deres Ret!
you who set the guilty free for a bribe, and yet deny justice to the innocent.
24 Derfor, ligesom Ildens Tunge fortærer Halm, og Straa synker sammen i Luen, saa skal deres Rod vorde, som den var forraadnet, og deres Blomster fare op som Støv! thi de have forkastet den Herre Zebaoths Lov og foragtet Israels Helliges Tale.
In the same way fire burns up stubble and dry grass falls down in the flames, so their roots will decay and their flowers disintegrate into dust. For they have rejected the law of the Lord Almighty, and have treated with contempt what the Holy One of Israel has said.
25 Derfor er Herrens Vrede optændt imod hans Folk, og han udrækker sin Haand over det og slaar det, saa at Bjergene bæve, og deres døde Kroppe ligge som Skarn midt paa Gader. Med alt dette har hans Vrede ikke lagt sig, men hans Haand er endnu udrakt.
That's why the Lord burns with anger against his people. He has lifted up his hand and hit them, shaking the mountains, and leaving their corpses lying like refuse in the streets. Despite all this, his anger is not finished, and his hand is still lifted up.
26 Og han skal opløfte et Banner for Hedningerne, som komme langvejs fra, og lokke dem hid fra Jordens Ende; og se, de skulle komme hastelig og let,
He will send a signal to the distant nations, and will whistle for those living at the ends of the earth. See how quickly they respond, how speedily they come!
27 Der er ingen træt eller skrøbelig iblandt dem, ingen slumrer eller sover, Bæltet om deres Lænder løsnes ikke, og ingens Skotvinge sønderrives.
None of them gets tired or stumbles; none of them rests or sleeps. No belt comes loose, and no sandal strap breaks.
28 Deres Pile ere skærpede, og alle deres Buer ere spændte; deres Hestehove agtes som Flint og deres Hjul som en Hvirvelvind.
Their arrows are already sharpened, and all their bows have been strung. The hooves of their horses are hard as flint; their chariot wheels spin like a whirlwind.
29 Deres Brøl er som Løvindens, og de brøle som de unge Løver, og de brumme og gribe Rov og bortføre det, og der er ingen, som redder.
They roar like lions, like young lions. They growl, and pounce on their prey. They drag it off so it can't be rescued.
30 Og de skulle bruse ind over dem paa denne Dag, som naar Havet bruser; og skuer man til Landet, da se, der er Trængsels Mørke, og Lyset er formørket af de tykke Skyer.
At that time they will roar over their prey like the roaring of the sea. Anyone who looks out over the land will see only darkness and distress—even the sunlight will be darkened by clouds.
