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 the town of Bozrah with clothes stained crimson? Who is this wearing robes of splendor, leaning forward in his great strength as he marches? It is me, the one who always speaks goodness and truth, the one who has the power to save.
2 Hvorfor er der rødt paa dit Klædebon og dine Klæder som dens, der træder Vinpersen?
Why are your clothes red, like you've been treading grapes in a 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've been treading the winepress by myself; from the nations around no one came to help me. So in my anger I trod them down as if they were grapes, in my fury I trampled them. It's their blood that has stained my clothes.
4 Thi Hævnens Dag var besluttet i mit Hjerte, og mit Genløsningsaar var kommet.
For I decided this was the day of my vengeance; the year of my redemption has 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 around, but no one came to help; I was shocked that there was no one to assist me. So I saved them through my own strength alone, and my own anger kept me going.
6 Og jeg nedtraadte Folkene i min Vrede og gjorde dem drukne i min Harme og lod deres Blod rinde til Jorden.
I trampled down the nations in my anger; in my fury I made them drunk, and spilled their blood upon 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 want to tell everyone about the Lord's trustworthy love. I will praise the Lord for everything he's done for us—all the good things he has done for the descendants of Israel because of his kindness and his infinite trustworthy love.
8 Og han sagde: Kun de ere mit Folk, de ere Børn, som ikke ville handle falskelig; og han blev dem en Frelser.
He said, “Aren't they my people, children who wouldn't lie to me?” 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.
He suffered with them in all their suffering, and the angel of his presence saved them. In his love and kindness he redeemed them. He picked them up and carried them all throughout those years long ago.
10 Men de, de vare genstridige og bedrøvede hans Helligaand; derfor omskiftede han sig til deres Modstander, han stred imod dem.
But they rebelled against him, and caused his Holy Spirit grief, so to them he became like an enemy and he 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 they thought back to the days of old when Moses led his people out of Egypt. They shouted out, “Where is the one who took Israel through the sea, along with the shepherds of his flock? Where is the one who placed his Holy Spirit among his people?
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?
Where is the one who lifted Moses' right hand, and who used his amazing power to divided the sea in front of them, giving him such a wonderful, enduring reputation?
13 han, som førte dem igennem Afgrundene som en Hest igennem Ørken, saa at de ikke stødte sig?
Where is the one who led them through the depths of the sea?” They were like a horse running through the desert, they didn't 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 descending into a valley, the Lord's Spirit gave them rest. This is how you led your people, earning a glorious reputation for yourself.
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?
Lord, look down on us from heaven! Watch from your high home, in your holiness and glory! Where is your enthusiasm and power? You're not showing me your feelings of sympathy and kindness!
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.
But you are still our Father, even though Abraham wouldn't know us and Israel wouldn't acknowledge us. You, Lord, are our Father; you have always been called our Redeemer from long ago.
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!
Lord, why do you make us wander from your ways, and make us stubborn so we don't respect you? Come back to us for the sake of your servants, the tribes that belong to you.
18 En liden Tid har dit hellige Folk ejet Landet; men vore Modstandere have nedtraadt din Helligdom.
Your Temple belonged to us for a little while, but then our enemies invaded and destroyed it.
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 were yours from ancient times, but we've ended up like people you've never ruled, never identified as yours.
