Esajas 1
1 Det Syn, Esajas, Amoz's Søn, skuede om Juda og Jerusalem, i de Dage da Uzzija, Jotam, Akaz og Ezekias var Konger i Juda.
The vision of Isaias the son of Amos I which he saw concerning Juda and Jerusalem in the days of Ozias, Joathan, Achaz, and Ezechias, kings of Juda.
2 Hør, I Himle, lyt, du Jord, thi HERREN taler: Børn har jeg opfødt og fostret, men de forbrød sig imod mig.
Hear, O ye heavens, and give ear, O earth, for the Lord hath spoken. I have brought up children, and exalted them: but they have despised me.
3 En Okse kender sin Ejer, et Æsel sin Herres Krybbe; men Israel kender intet, mit Folk kan intet fatte.
The ox knoweth his owner, and the ass his master’s crib: but Israel hath not known me, and my people hath not understood.
4 Ve det syndefulde Folk, en brødetynget Slægt, Ugerningsmænds Æt, vanartede Børn! De svigtede HERREN, lod haant om Israels Hellige, vendte ham Ryg.
Woe to the sinful nation, a people laden with iniquity, a wicked seed, ungracious children: they have forsaken the Lord, they have blasphemed the Holy One of Israel, they are gone away backwards.
5 Kan I taale flere Hug, siden I stadig falder fra? Kun Saar er Hovedet, sygt hele Hjertet;
For what shall I strike you any more, you that increase transgression? the whole head is sick, and the whole heart is sad.
6 fra Fodsaal til Isse er intet helt, kun Flænger, Strimer og friske Saar; de er ej trykket ud, ej heller forbundet og ikke lindret med Olie.
From the sole of the foot unto the top of the head, there is no soundness therein: wounds and bruises and swelling sores: they are not bound up, nor dressed, nor fomented with oil.
7 Eders Land er øde, eders Byer brændt, fremmede æder eders Jord for eders Øjne — saa øde som ved Sodomas Undergang.
Your land is desolate, your cities are burnt with fire: your country strangers devour before your face, and it shall be desolate as when wasted by enemies.
8 Zions Datter er levnet som en Hytte i en Vingaard, et Vagtskur i en Græskarmark, en omringet By.
And the daughter of Sion shall be left as a covert in a vineyard, and as a lodge in a garden of cucumbers, and as a city that is laid waste.
9 Havde ikke Hærskarers HERRE levnet os en Rest, da var vi som Sodoma, ligned Gomorra.
Except the Lord of hosts had left us seed, we had been as Sodom, and we should have been like to Gomorrha.
10 Laan Øre til HERRENS Ord, I Sodomadommere, lyt til vor Guds Aabenbaring, du Gomorrafolk!
Hear the word of the Lord, ye rulers of Sodom, give ear to the law of our God, ye people of Gomorrha.
11 Hvad skal jeg med alle eders Slagtofre? siger HERREN; jeg er mæt af Væderbrændofre, af Fedekalves Fedt, har ej Lyst til Blod af Okser og Lam og Bukke.
To what purpose do you offer me the multitude of your victims, saith the Lord? I am full, I desire not holocausts of rams, and fat of fatlings, and blood of calves, and lambs, and buck goats.
12 Naar I kommer at stedes for mit Aasyn, hvo kræver da af jer, at min Forgaard trampes ned?
When you came to appear before me, who required these things at your hands, that you should walk in my courts?
13 Bring ej flere tomme Afgrødeofre, vederstyggelig Offerrøg er de mig! Nymaanefest, Sabbat og festligt Stævne — jeg afskyr Uret og festlig Samling.
Offer sacrifice no more in vain: incense is an abomination to me. The new moons, and the sabbaths, and other festivals I will not abide, your assemblies are wicked.
14 Eders Nymaanefester og Højtider hader min Sjæl, de er mig en Byrde, jeg er træt af at bære.
My soul hateth your new moons, and your solemnities: they are become troublesome to me, I am weary of bearing them.
15 Breder I Hænderne ud, skjuler jeg Øjnene for jer. Hvor meget I saa end beder, jeg hører det ikke. Eders Hænder er fulde af Blod;
And when you stretch forth your hands, I will turn away my eyes from you: and when you multiply prayer, I will not hear: for your hands are full of blood.
16 tvæt jer, rens jer, bort med de onde Gerninger fra mine Øjne! Hør op med det onde,
Wash yourselves, be clean, take away the evil of your devices from my eyes: cease to do perversely,
17 lær det gode, læg Vind paa, hvad Ret er; hjælp fortrykte, skaf faderløse Ret, før Enkens Sag!
Learn to do well: seek judgment, relieve the oppressed, judge for the fatherless, defend the widow.
18 Kom, lad os gaa i Rette med hinanden, siger HERREN. Er eders Synder som Skarlagen, de skal blive hvide som Sne; er de end røde som Purpur, de skal dog blive som Uld.
And then come, and accuse me, saith the Lord: if your sins be as scarlet, they shall be made as white as snow: and if they be red as crimson, they shall be white as wool.
19 Lyder I villigt, skal I æde Landets Goder;
If you be willing, and will hearken to me, you shall eat the good things of the land.
20 staar I genstridigt imod, skal I ædes af Sværd. Thi HERRENS Mund har talet.
But if you will not, and will provoke me to wrath: the sword shall devour you because the mouth of the Lord hath spoken it.
21 At den skulde ende som Skøge, den trofaste By, Zion, saa fuld af Ret, Retfærdigheds Hjem — men nu er der Mordere.
How is the faithful city, that was full of judgment, become a harlot? justice dwelt in it, but now murderers.
22 Dit Sølv er blevet til Slagger, din Vin er spædet med Vand.
Thy silver is turned into dress: thy wine is mingled with water.
23 Tøjlesløse er dine Førere, Venner med Tyve; Gaver elsker de alle, jager efter Stikpenge, skaffer ej faderløse Ret og tager sig ikke af Enkens Sag.
Thy princes are faithless, companions of thieves: they all love bribes, the run after rewards. They judge not for the fatherless: and the widow’s cometh not in to them.
24 Derfor lyder det fra Herren, Hærskarers HERRE, Israels Vældige: »Min Gengælds Ve over Avindsmænd, min Hævn over Fjender!
Therefore saith the Lord the God of hosts, the mighty one of Israel: Ah! I will comfort myself over my adversaries: and I will be revenged of my enemies.
25 Jeg vender min Haand imod dig, renser ud dine Slagger i Ovnen og udskiller alt dit Bly.
And I will turn my hand to thee, and I will clean purge away thy dress, and I will take away all thy tin.
26 Jeg giver dig Dommere som fordum, Raadsherrer som før; saa kaldes du Retfærdigheds By, den trofaste Stad.«
And I will restore thy judges as they were before, and thy counsellors as of old. After this thou shalt be called the city of the just, a faithful city.
27 Zion genløses ved Ret, de omvendte der ved Retfærd.
Sion shall be redeemed in judgment, and they shall bring her back in justice.
28 Men Overtrædere og Syndere knuses til Hobe; hvo HERREN svigter, forgaar.
And he shall destroy the wicked, and the sinners together: and they that have forsaken the Lord, shall be consumed.
29 Thi Skam vil I faa af de Ege, I elsker, Skuffelse af Lundene, I sætter saa højt;
For they shall be confounded for the idols, to which they have sacrificed: and you shall be ashamed of the gardens which you have chosen.
30 thi I bliver som en Eg med visnende Løv, som en Lund, hvor der ikke er Vand.
When you shall be as an oak with the leaves falling off, and as a garden without water.
31 Den stærke bliver til Blaar, hans Værk til en Gnist; begge brænder med hinanden, og ingen slukker.
And your strength shall be as the ashes of tow, and your work as a spark: and both shall burn together, and there shall be none to quench it.
