Esajas 25
1 HERRE, min Gud er du; jeg priser dig, lover dit Navn. Thi du har gjort et Under, Raad fra fordum var tro og sande.
O Jehovah, my God [art] Thou, I exalt Thee, I confess Thy name, For Thou hast done a wonderful thing, Counsels of old, stedfastness, O stedfast One.
2 Thi du lagde Byen i Grus, den faste Stad i Ruiner; de fremmedes Borg er nedbrudt, aldrig mer skal den bygges.
For Thou didst make of a city a heap, Of a fenced city a ruin, A high place of strangers from [being] a city, To the age it is not built.
3 Derfor ærer dig et mægtigt Folk, frygter dig grumme Hedningers Stad.
Therefore honour Thee do a strong people, A city of the terrible nations feareth Thee.
4 Thi du blev de ringes Værn, den fattiges Værn i Nøden, et Ly mod Skylregn, en Skygge mod Hede; thi som isnende Regn er Voldsmænds Aande,
For Thou hast been a stronghold for the poor, A stronghold for the needy in his distress, A refuge from storm, a shadow from heat, When the spirit of the terrible [is] as a storm — a wall.
5 som Hede i det tørre Land. Du kuer de fremmedes Larm; som Hede ved Skyens Skygge saa dæmpes Voldsmænds Sang.
As heat in a dry place, The noise of strangers Thou humblest, Heat with the shadow of a thick cloud, The singing of the terrible is humbled.
6 Hærskarers HERRE gør paa dette Bjerg et Gæstebud for alle Folkeslag med fede Retter og stærk Vin, med fede, marvfulde Retter og stærk og klaret Vin.
And made hath Jehovah of Hosts, For all the peoples in this mount, A banquet of fat things, a banquet of preserved things, Fat things full of marrow, preserved things refined.
7 Og han borttager paa dette Bjerg Sløret, som tilslører alle Folkeslag, og Dækket, der dækker alle Folk.
And swallowed up hath He in this mountain The face of the wrapping that is wrapped over all the peoples, And of the covering that is spread over all the nations.
8 Han opsluger Døden for stedse. Og den Herre HERREN aftørrer Taaren af hver en Kind og gør Ende paa sit Folks Skam paa hele Jorden, saa sandt HERREN har talet.
He hath swallowed up death in victory, And wiped hath the Lord Jehovah, The tear from off all faces, And the reproach of His people He turneth aside from off all the earth, For Jehovah hath spoken.
9 Paa hin Dag skal man sige: Se, her er vor Gud, som vi biede paa, og som frelste os; her er HERREN, som vi biede paa. Lad os juble og glæde os over hans Frelse;
And [one] hath said in that day, 'Lo, this [is] our God, We waited for Him, and He saveth us, This [is] Jehovah, we have waited for Him, We joy and rejoice in His salvation.'
10 thi HERRENS Haand hviler over dette Bjerg. Men Moab trampes ned, hvor det staar, som Straa i Møddingpølen;
For rest doth the hand of Jehovah on this mountain, And trodden down is Moab under Him, As trodden down is straw on a dunghill.
11 det breder sine Hænder ud deri, som Svømmeren gør for at svømme, og han ydmyger dets Hovmod trods Hændernes Kunstgreb.
And he spread out his hands in its midst, As spread out doth the swimmer to swim; And He hath humbled his excellency With the machinations of his hands.
12 Han nedbryder og nedstyrter de stejle Mures Værn; han jævner dem med Jorden, saa de ligger i Støvet.
And the fortress of the high place of thy walls He hath bowed down — He hath made low, He hath caused [it] to come to the earth, — unto dust.
