Esajas 18
1 Hør, Land med de surrende Vinger hinsides Ætiopiens Strømme,
Woe to the land of the rustling of wings, which is along the rivers of Cush;
2 du, som sender Bud over Havet i Baade af Siv paa Vandspejlet: Gaa, I hastige Bud, til det ranke, glinsende Folk, til Folket, som frygtes saa vide, Kraftens og Sejrens Folk, hvis Land gennemstrømmes af Floder.
who send ambassadors by the sea, in vessels of papyrus on the waters. Go, you swift messengers, to a nation tall and smooth, to a people feared far and near, a nation strong and trampling down, whose land the rivers divide.
3 Alle I Jorderigs Folk, som bygger paa Jord: Rejses Banner paa Bjerge, saa se, naar der stødes i Horn, saa hør!
All you inhabitants of the world and you who live on the earth, when a signal is lifted up on the mountains, look; and when the trumpet is blown, listen.
4 Thi saa sagde HERREN til mig: »Rolig ser jeg til fra mit Sæde som glødende Luft i Solskin, som Dugsky i Høstens Tid.«
This is what Yahweh said to me, “I will quietly observe from my home, like the simmering heat in sunshine, like a cloud of mist in the heat of harvest.
5 Thi før Høst, naar Blomstring er endt, naar Blomst sætter modnende Drue, afskærer han Rankerne med Knive, og Skuddene kapper han bort.
Before the harvest, when the blossoming is over, and the flower is ripening into a grape, he will cut off the sprigs with pruning hooks, and he will cut down and take away the spreading branches.
6 De gives alle til Bjergenes Fugle og Jordens Dyr, om Somren Føde for Fugle, om Vintren for al Jordens Dyr.
They will be left together for the birds of the mountains and for the animals of the earth. The birds will summer on them, and all the animals of the earth will winter on them.”
7 Til hin Tid skal der bringes Hærskarers HERRE Gave fra et rankt og glinsende Folk, et Folk, som frygtes saa vide, Kraftens og Sejrens Folk, hvis Land gennemstrømmes af Floder, til Stedet, hvor Hærskarers HERRES Navn bor, til Zions Bjerg.
At that time tribute will be brought to Yahweh of hosts from a people tall and smooth, from a people feared far and near, a nation strong and trampling down, whose land the rivers divide, to the place of the name of Yahweh of hosts, to Mount Zion.
