Esajas 16
1 Landets Herrer sender en Gave fra Sela gennem Ørkenen til Zions Datters Bjerg.
Send the lambs for the ruler of the land from Selah to the wilderness, to the mountain of the daughter of Zion.
2 Og ret som flagrende Fugle, som en opskræmt Rede er Moabs Døtre ved Arnons Vadesteder.
For it will be that as wandering birds, as a scattered nest, so will the daughters of Moab be at the fords of the Arnon.
3 »Kom med et Raad, gør Ende derpaa, lad din Skygge blive som Natten ved højlys Dag, skjul de bortdrevne, røb ej de flyende!
Give counsel! Execute justice! Make your shade like the night in the middle of the noonday! Hide the outcasts! Don’t betray the fugitive!
4 Giv Moabs bortdrevne Tilhold hos dig, vær dem et Skjul for den, som hærger! Er først Voldsmanden borte, Ødelæggelsen omme, Undertrykkeren ude af Landet,
Let my outcasts dwell with you! As for Moab, be a hiding place for him from the face of the destroyer. For the extortionist is brought to nothing. Destruction ceases. The oppressors are consumed out of the land.
5 skal en Trone rejses med Mildhed, og paa den skal sidde en Dommer med Trofasthed i Davids Telt, ivrig for Ret og øvet i Retfærd.«
A throne will be established in loving kindness. One will sit on it in truth, in the tent of David, judging, seeking justice, and swift to do righteousness.
6 »Vi har hørt om Moabs Hovmod, det saare store, dets Overmod, Hovmod og Frækhed, dets tomme Snak.«
We have heard of the pride of Moab, that he is very proud; even of his arrogance, his pride, and his wrath. His boastings are nothing.
7 Derfor jamrer Moab over Moab, alle jamrer; Kir-Haresets Rosinkager sukker de sønderknust over.
Therefore Moab will wail for Moab. Everyone will wail. You will mourn for the raisin cakes of Kir Hareseth, utterly stricken.
8 Thi visne er Hesjbons Marker, Sibmas Vinstok, hvis Druer slog Folkenes Herrer til Jorden; den naaede Ja'zer, famled gennem Ørkenen, dens Ranker bredte sig, overskred Havet.
For the fields of Heshbon languish with the vine of Sibmah. The lords of the nations have broken down its choice branches, which reached even to Jazer, which wandered into the wilderness. Its shoots were spread abroad. They passed over the sea.
9 Derfor græder jeg Ja'zers Graad over Sibmas Vinstok, væder med min Taare Hesjbon, og El'ale; thi et Vinperserraab slog ned paa din Frugt og din Høst,
Therefore I will weep with the weeping of Jazer for the vine of Sibmah. I will water you with my tears, Heshbon, and Elealeh: for on your summer fruits and on your harvest the battle shout has fallen.
10 fra Frugthaver svandt baade Glæde og Jubel; i Vingaarde jubles der ikke, der lyder ej Raab, i Karrene trampes ej Vin, Vinperserraabet er tystnet.
Gladness is taken away, and joy out of the fruitful field; and in the vineyards there will be no singing, neither joyful noise. Nobody will tread out wine in the presses. I have made the shouting stop.
11 Derfor bæver mit Indre som Citren for Moab, mit Hjerte for Kir-Heres.
Therefore my heart sounds like a harp for Moab, and my inward parts for Kir Heres.
12 Og naar Moab viser sig paa Offerhøjen, naar det gør sig Møje og kommer til sin Helligdom for at bede, udretter det intet.
It will happen that when Moab presents himself, when he wearies himself on the high place, and comes to his sanctuary to pray, that he will not prevail.
13 Det er Ordet, HERREN fordum talede til Moab.
This is the word that the LORD spoke concerning Moab in time past.
14 Men nu siger HERREN: Om tre Aar, som Daglejeren regner Aaret, skal Moabs Herlighed vanæres med al den store larmende Hob. Resten bliver lille, ringe og afmægtig.
But now the LORD has spoken, saying, “Within three years, as a worker bound by contract would count them, the glory of Moab shall be brought into contempt, with all his great multitude; and the remnant will be very small and feeble.”
