Esajas 17
1 Et Udsagn om Damaskus. Se, Damaskus gaar ud af Byernes Tal og bliver til Sten og Grus;
A message about Damascus. Look, Damascus will cease to exist as city. Instead it will become a pile of ruins.
2 dets Stæder forlades for evigt og bliver Hjordes Eje; de lejrer sig uden at skræmmes.
The towns of Aroer will be abandoned. Flocks will live in the streets and rest there, because there won't be anyone to chase them away.
3 Det er ude med Efraims Værn, Damaskus's Kongedømme, Arams Rest; det gaar dem som Israels Sønners Herlighed, lyder det fra Hærskarers HERRE.
The fortified city will disappear from Ephraim, Damascus will no longer be a kingdom, and those that are left of the Arameans will be like the lost glory of Israel, declares the Lord Almighty.
4 Og det skal ske paa hin Dag: Ringe bliver Jakobs Herlighed, Huldet paa hans Krop svinder hen;
At that time the glory of Jacob will fade away; he will lose his strength.
5 det skal gaa, som naar Høstkarlen griber om Korn og hans Arm skærer Aksene af, det skal gaa, som naar Aksene samles i Refaims Dal.
It will look as empty as fields after reapers have harvested the grain, gathering up the grain in their arms. It will be like when people pick the heads of grain in the Valley of Rephaim.
6 En Efterslæt levnes deraf, som naar Olietræets Frugt slaas ned, to tre Bær øverst i Kronen, fire fem paa Frugttræets Grene, saa lyder det fra HERREN, Israels Gud.
Yet there will be some left behind, like an olive tree that has been shaken—two or three ripe olives are left at the top of the tree, four or five on its lower branches, declares the Lord, the God of Israel.
7 Paa hin Dag skal Menneskene se hen til deres Skaber, og deres Øjne skal skue hen til Israels Hellige;
At that time people will pay attention to their Creator and look to the Holy One of Israel.
8 og de skal ikke se hen til Altrene, deres Hænders Værk, eller skue hen til, hvad deres Fingre har lavet, hverken til Asjerastøtterne eller Solstøtterne.
They won't believe in the altars they built and the idols they made; they will not look to the Asherah poles or the altars of incense.
9 Paa hin Dag ligger dine Byer forladt som de Tomter, Hivviter og Amoriter forlod for Israels Børn; og Landet skal blive en Ørk.
At that time their fortified cities will be like places left to be taken over by bushes and trees, just as they were previously abandoned when the Israelites invaded. The country will become completely desolate.
10 Thi du glemte din Frelses Gud, slog din Tilflugtsklippe af Tanke. Derfor planter du yndige Plantninger og sætter fremmede Skud;
You have forgotten the God who saves you; you have not remembered the Rock who protects you. So, even though you plant beautiful plants and grow exotic vines,
11 hver Dag faar du din Plantning i Vækst, hver Morgen dit Skud i Blomst — indtil Høsten paa Sotens, den ulægelige Smertes Dag.
even though you make them grow on the day that you plant them, and have them blossom in the morning that you sow them, your harvest will heap of trouble on a day of grief and pain that cannot be cured.
12 Hør Bulder af mange Folkeslag! De buldrer som Havets Bulder. Drøn af Folkefærd! De drøner som vældige Vandes Drøn.
Disaster is coming to the many nations that growl, growling like the raging sea! Disaster is coming to the peoples who roar, roaring like thundering waters!
13 Folkefærdene drøner som Drønet af mange Vande. Men truer han ad dem, flygter de bort, vejres hen som Avner paa Bjerge for Vinden, som hvirvlende Løv for Stormen.
The nations roar like the roaring of crashing waves. But he confronts them, and they run far away, blown by the wind like chaff on the mountains, like tumbleweeds driven by a storm.
14 Ved Aftenstid kommer Rædsel; før Morgen gryr, er de borte. Det er vore Plyndreres Del, det er vore Ransmænds Lod.
Sudden terror comes in the evening! By morning, they're gone! This is what happens to those who loot us, the fate of those who plunder us.
