Esajas 26
1 Paa hin Dag skal denne Sang synges i Judas Land: En stærk Stad har vi, til Frelse satte han Mur og Bolværk.
In that day shall this song be sung in the land of Judah: “We have a strong city; His aid doth God appoint for walls and bulwarks.
2 Luk Portene op for et retfærdigt Folk, som gemmer paa Troskab,
Open ye the gates, That the righteous nation may enter in, The nation that keepeth the truth.
3 hvis Sind er fast, som vogter paa Fred, thi det stoler paa dig.
Him that is of a steadfast mind Thou wilt keep in continual peace, Because he trusteth in thee.
4 Stol for evigt paa HERREN, thi HERREN er en evig Klippe.
Trust ye in Jehovah forever, For the Lord Jehovah is an everlasting rock.
5 Thi han ydmyger dem, der bor i det høje, den knejsende By, styrter den til Jorden, lægger den i Støvet.
For he hath brought down the inhabitants of the fortress; The lofty city he hath laid low; He hath laid her low even to the ground; He hath levelled her with the dust.
6 De armes Fod, de ringes Trin skal træde den ned.
The foot trampleth upon her, The feet of the poor, the steps of the needy.
7 Den retfærdiges Sti er jævn, du jævner den retfærdiges Vej.
The way of the upright is a smooth way; Thou, O most righteous, doth level the path of the upright!
8 Ja, vi venter dig, HERRE, paa dine Dommes Sti; til dit Navn og dit Ry staar vor Sjæls Attraa.
In the way of thy judgments, O Jehovah, we have waited for thee; The desire of our souls is to thy name, and to the remembrance of thee.
9 Min Sjæl attraar dig om Natten, min Aand i mit indre søger dig. Thi naar dine Domme rammer Jorden, lærer de, som bor paa Jorderig, Retfærd.
My soul longeth for thee in the night, And my spirit within me seeketh thee in the morning; For when thy judgments are in the earth, The inhabitants of the world learn righteousness.
10 Vises der Naade mod den gudløse, lærer han aldrig Retfærd; i Rettens Land gør han Uret og ser ikke HERRENS Højhed.
Though favor be shown to the wicked, He will not learn righteousness; In the land of uprightness will he deal unjustly, And have no regard to the majesty of Jehovah.
11 HERRE, din Haand er løftet, men de ser det ikke; lad dem med Skam se din Nidkærhed for Folket, lad dine Fjenders Ild fortære dem!
Thy hand, O Jehovah, is lifted up, yet do they not see; But they shall see with shame thy zeal for thy people; Yea, fire shall devour thine adversaries.
12 HERRE, du skaffe os Fred, thi alt, hvad vi har udrettet, gjorde du for os.
Thou, O Jehovah, wilt give us peace; For all our works thou doest for us.
13 HERRE vor Gud, andre Herrer end du har hersket over os; men dit Navn alene priser vi.
O Jehovah, our God, other lords have had dominion over us besides thee; Only through thee do we call upon thy name.
14 Døde bliver ikke levende, Dødninger staar ikke op; derfor hjemsøgte og tilintetgjorde du dem og udslettede hvert et Minde om dem.
They are dead, they shall not live; They are shades, they shall not rise. For thou hast visited and destroyed them, And caused all the memory of them to perish.
15 Du har mangfoldiggjort Folket, HERRE, du har mangfoldiggjort Folket, du herliggjorde dig, du udvidede alle Landets Grænser.
“Thou wilt enlarge the nation, O Jehovah! Thou wilt enlarge the nation; thou wilt glorify thyself; Thou wilt widely extend all the borders of the land.
16 HERRE, i Nøden søgte de dig; de udgød stille Bønner, medens din Tugtelse var over dem.
O Jehovah, in affliction they sought thee; They poured out their prayer, when thy chastisement was upon them.
17 Som den frugtsommelige, der er ved at føde, vrider og vaander sig i Veer, saaledes fik vi det, HERRE, fra dig.
As a woman with child, when her delivery is near, Is in anguish, and crieth aloud in her pangs, So have we been, far from thy presence, O Jehovah!
18 Vi er svangre og vrider os, som om vi fødte Vind; Landet frelser vi ikke, og Jordboere fødes ikke til Verden.
We have been with child; we have been in anguish, Yet have, as it were, brought forth wind. To the land we bring no deliverance; Nor are the inhabitants of the land born.
19 Dine døde skal blive levende, mine dødes Legemer opstaa; de, som hviler i Støvet, skal vaagne og juble. Thi en Lysets Dug er din Dug, og Jorden giver Dødninger igen.
O might thy dead live again, Might the dead bodies of my people arise! Awake, and sing, ye that dwell in the dust! For thy dew is like the dew upon plants, And the earth shall bring forth her dead.”
20 Mit Folk, gaa ind i dit Kammer og luk dine Døre bag dig; hold dig skjult en liden Stund, til Vreden er draget over.
Come, my people, enter into thy chambers, And shut thy doors behind thee; Hide thyself for a little moment, Until the indignation be overpast!
21 Thi HERREN gaar ud fra sin Bolig for at straffe Jordboernes Brøde; sit Blod bringer Jorden for Lyset og dølger ej mer sine dræbte.
For behold, Jehovah cometh forth from his place, To punish the inhabitants of the earth for their iniquity; And the earth shall disclose her blood, And shall no longer cover her slain.
