Esajas 38

1 Ved den Tid blev Ezekias dødssyg. Da kom Profeten Esajas, Amoz's Søn, til ham og sagde: »Saa siger HERREN: Beskik dit Hus, thi du skal dø og ikke leve!«

In those days Hezekiah was sick to the point of dying. So Isaiah son of Amoz, the prophet, came to him, and said to him, “Yahweh says, 'Set your house in order; for you will die, not live.'”

2 Da vendte han Ansigtet om mod Væggen og bad saaledes til HERREN:

Then Hezekiah turned his face to the wall and prayed to Yahweh.

3 »Ak, HERRE, kom dog i Hu, hvorledes jeg har vandret for dit Aasyn i Oprigtighed og med helt Hjerte og gjort, hvad der er godt i dine Øjne!« Og Ezekias græd højt.

He said, “Please, Yahweh, call to mind how I have faithfully walked before you with my whole heart, and how I have done what was good in your sight.” Then Hezekiah wept loudly.

4 Da kom HERRENS Ord til Esajas saaledes:

Then the word of Yahweh came to Isaiah, saying,

5 »Gaa hen og sig til Ezekias: Saa siger HERREN, din Fader Davids Gud: Jeg har hørt din Bøn, jeg har set dine Taarer! Se, jeg vil lægge femten Aar til dit Liv

“Go and say to Hezekiah, the leader of my people, 'This is what Yahweh, the God of David your ancestor, says: I have heard your prayer, and I have seen your tears. See, I am about to add fifteen years to your life.

6 og udfri dig og denne By af Assyrerkongens Haand og værne om denne By!

Then I will rescue you and this city from the hand of the king of Assyria, and I will defend this city.

7 Og Tegnet fra HERREN paa, at HERREN vil udføre, hvad han har sagt, skal være dig dette:

This will be the sign to you from Yahweh, that I will do what I have promised.

8 Se, jeg vil lade Skyggen gaa de Streger tilbage, som den har flyttet sig med Solen paa Akaz's Solur, ti Streger!« Da gik Solen de ti Streger, som den havde flyttet sig, tilbage paa Soluret.

Look, I will cause the shadow on the stairs of Ahaz to go back ten steps.'” So the shadow went back ten steps of the stairs on which it had advanced.

9 En Bøn af Kong Ezekias af Juda, da han var syg og kom sig af sin Sygdom:

This was the written prayer of Hezekiah king of Judah, when he had been sick and then recovered:

10 Jeg tænkte: Bort maa jeg gaa i min bedste Alder, hensættes i Dødsrigets Porte mine sidste Aar. (Sheol h7585)

“I said that halfway through my life I will go through the gates of Sheol; I am sent there for the rest of my years. (Sheol h7585)

11 Jeg tænkte: Ej skuer jeg HERREN i de levendes Land, ser ingen Mennesker mer blandt Skyggerigets Folk;

I said that I will no longer see Yahweh, Yahweh in the land of the living; I will no longer look on mankind or the inhabitants of the world.

12 min Bolig er nedbrudt, ført fra mig som Hyrdernes Telt, som en Væver sammenrulled du mit Liv og skar det fra Traaden. Du ofrer mig fra Dag til Nat,

My life is removed and carried away from me like a shepherd's tent; I have rolled up my life like a weaver; you are cutting me off from the loom; between day and night you are ending my life.

13 jeg skriger til Daggry; som en Løve knuser han alle Benene i mig; du giver mig hen fra Dag til Nat.

I cried out until the morning; like a lion he breaks all my bones. Between day and night you are ending my life.

14 Jeg klynker som klagende Svale, sukker som Duen, jeg skuer med Taarer mod Himlen: HERRE, jeg trænges, vær mig Borgen!

Like a swallow I chirp; I coo like a dove; my eyes grow tired with looking upward. Lord, I am oppressed; help me.

15 Hvad skal jeg sige? Han talede til mig, og selv greb han ind. For Bitterhedens Skyld i min Sjæl vil jeg vandre sagtelig alle mine Aar.

What shall I say? He has both spoken to me, and has done it; I will walk slowly all my years because I am overcome with grief.

16 Herre, man skal bære Bud derom til alle kommende Slægter. Opliv min Aand, helbred mig og gør mig karsk!

Lord, the sufferings you send are good for me; may my life be given back to me; you have restored my life and health.

17 Se, Bitterhed, Bitterhed blev mig til Fred. Og du skaaned min Sjæl for Undergangens Grav; thi alle mine Synder kasted du bag din Ryg.

It was for my benefit that I experienced such grief. You have rescued me from the pit of destruction; for you have thrown all my sins behind your back.

18 Thi Dødsriget takker dig ikke, dig lover ej Døden, paa din Miskundhed haaber ej de, der synker i Graven. (Sheol h7585)

For Sheol does not thank you; death does not praise you; those who go down into the pit do not hope in your trustworthiness. (Sheol h7585)

19 Men den levende, den levende takker dig som jeg i Dag. Om din Trofasthed taler Fædre til deres Børn.

The living person, the living person, he is the one who gives you thanks, as I do this day; a father makes known to children your trustworthiness.

20 HERRE, frels os! Saa vil vi røre Strengene alle vore Levedage ved HERRENS Hus.

Yahweh is about to save me, and we will celebrate with music all the days of our lives in the house of Yahweh.”

21 Da bød Esajas, at man skulde tage en Figenkage og lægge den som Plaster paa det syge Sted, for at han kunde blive rask.

Now Isaiah had said, “Let them take a lump of figs and put it on the boil, and he will recover.”

22 Og Ezekias sagde: »Hvad er Tegnet paa, at jeg skal gaa op til HERRENS Hus?«

Hezekiah also had said, “What will be the sign that I should go up to the house of Yahweh?”