Esajas 63
1 Hvo er denne, som kommer fra Edom, i højrøde Klæder fra Bozra, han, som er saa prægtig i sit Klædebon, han, som skrider frem i sin store Kraft? Det er mig, som taler Retfærdighed, mig, som er mægtig til at frelse!
Who is this coming from Edom, from Bozrah with crimson-stained garments? Who is this robed in splendor, marching in the greatness of His strength? “It is I, proclaiming vindication, mighty to save.”
2 Hvorfor er der rødt paa dit Klædebon og dine Klæder som dens, der træder Vinpersen?
Why are Your clothes red, and Your garments like one who treads the winepress?
3 Jeg traadte Persekarret, jeg alene, og der var intet af Folkene med mig; saa traadte jeg dem i min Vrede og stampede dem ned i min Harme; da sprudlede deres Blod op paa mine Klæder, og jeg fik alle mine Klæder besudlede.
“I have trodden the winepress alone, and no one from the nations was with Me. I trampled them in My anger and trod them down in My fury; their blood spattered My garments, and all My clothes were stained.
4 Thi Hævnens Dag var besluttet i mit Hjerte, og mit Genløsningsaar var kommet.
For the day of vengeance was in My heart, and the year of My redemption had come.
5 Og jeg saa mig om, og der var ingen Hjælper, og jeg undrede mig over, at der ingen var, som holdt med mig; men min Arm hjalp mig, og min Harme stod mig bi.
I looked, but there was no one to help; I was appalled that no one assisted. So My arm brought Me salvation, and My own wrath upheld Me.
6 Og jeg nedtraadte Folkene i min Vrede og gjorde dem drukne i min Harme og lod deres Blod rinde til Jorden.
I trampled the nations in My anger; in My wrath I made them drunk and poured out their blood on the ground.”
7 Jeg vil forkynde Herrens Miskundhed, Herrens Pris, efter alt det, som Herren har gjort imod os, ja, den megen Godhed imod Israels Hus, som han gjorde imod dem, efter sin Barmhjertighed og efter sin store Miskundhed.
I will make known the LORD’s loving devotion and His praiseworthy acts, because of all that the LORD has done for us— the many good things for the house of Israel according to His great compassion and loving devotion.
8 Og han sagde: Kun de ere mit Folk, de ere Børn, som ikke ville handle falskelig; og han blev dem en Frelser.
For He said, “They are surely My people, sons who will not be disloyal.” So He became their Savior.
9 I al deres Trængsel var der ikke Trængsel, men hans Ansigts Engel frelste dem; han genløste dem for sin Kærligheds og for sin Overbærelses Skyld, og han lagde dem paa sig og bar dem igennem alle Fortidens Dage.
In all their distress, He too was afflicted, and the Angel of His Presence saved them. In His love and compassion He redeemed them; He lifted them up and carried them all the days of old.
10 Men de, de vare genstridige og bedrøvede hans Helligaand; derfor omskiftede han sig til deres Modstander, han stred imod dem.
But they rebelled and grieved His Holy Spirit. So He turned and became their enemy, and He Himself fought against them.
11 Da ihukom hans Folk de gamle Dage under Mose: Hvor er han, som opførte dem af Havet tillige med sin Hjords Hyrde? hvor er han, som gav sin Helligaand midt iblandt dem?
Then His people remembered the days of old, the days of Moses. Where is He who brought them through the sea with the shepherds of His flock? Where is the One who set His Holy Spirit among them,
12 han, som lod sin Herligheds Arm føre Moses højre Haand, han, som kløvede Vandene for deres Ansigt for at gøre sig et evigt Navn?
who sent His glorious arm to lead them by the right hand of Moses, who divided the waters before them to gain for Himself everlasting renown,
13 han, som førte dem igennem Afgrundene som en Hest igennem Ørken, saa at de ikke stødte sig?
who led them through the depths like a horse in the wilderness, so that they did not stumble?
14 Ligesom Kvæget gaar ned i Dalen, har Herrens Aand ladet dem komme til Hvile; saaledes førte du dit Folk for at gøre dig et herligt Navn.
Like cattle going down to the valley, the Spirit of the LORD gave them rest. You led Your people this way to make for Yourself a glorious name.
15 Sku ned fra Himlene, og se til fra din Helligheds og Herligheds Bolig! hvor er din Nidkærhed og din Vælde, din dybe Medlidenhed og din Barmhjertighed, der holder sig tilbage fra mig?
Look down from heaven and see, from Your holy and glorious habitation. Where are Your zeal and might? Your yearning and compassion for me are restrained.
16 Thi du er vor Fader; thi Abraham ved intet af os, og Israel kender os ikke; men du, Herre! er vor Fader, vor Genløser, fra Evighed af er dit Navn.
Yet You are our Father, though Abraham does not know us and Israel does not acknowledge us. You, O LORD, are our Father; our Redeemer from Everlasting is Your name.
17 Herre! hvorfor lader du os fare vild fra dine Veje? hvorfor lader du vort Hjerte blive haardt, at det ikke frygter dig? vend om for dine Tjeneres Skyld, for din Arvs Stammers Skyld!
Why, O LORD, do You make us stray from Your ways and harden our hearts from fearing You? Return, for the sake of Your servants, the tribes of Your heritage.
18 En liden Tid har dit hellige Folk ejet Landet; men vore Modstandere have nedtraadt din Helligdom.
For a short while Your people possessed Your holy place, but our enemies have trampled Your sanctuary.
19 Vi ere, som om du ikke havde regeret over os fra gammel Tid, og som om vi ikke vare kaldede efter dit Navn;
We have become like those You never ruled, like those not called by Your name.
