Esajas 5
1 Jeg vil synge en Sang om min Ven, en Kærlighedssang om hans Vingaard: Min Ven, han havde en Vingaard paa en frugtbar Høj.
Let me sing now a song respecting my friend, A song respecting my friend touching his vineyard. My friend had a vineyard On a very fruitful hill;
2 Han grov den, rensed den for Sten og plantede ædle Ranker; han bygged et Vagttaarn deri og huggede ogsaa en Perse. Men den bar vilde Druer, skønt han ventede Høst af ædle.
He digged it, and cleared it of stones, And planted it with the choicest vine, And built a tower in the midst of it, And hewed out a wine-press therein; Then he looked that it should bring forth its grapes, But it brought forth sour grapes.
3 Og nu, Jerusalems Borgere, Judas Mænd, skift Ret mellem mig og min Vingaard!
And now, O inhabitants of Jerusalem, and men of Judah, Judge ye between me and my vineyard!
4 Hvad mer var at gøre ved Vingaarden, hvad lod jeg ugjort? Hvi bar den vilde Druer, skønt jeg ventede Høst af ædle?
What could have been done for my vineyard That I have not done for it? Why, then, when I looked that it should bring forth its grapes, Brought it forth sour grapes?
5 Saa vil jeg da lade jer vide, hvad jeg vil gøre ved min Vingaard: Nedrive dens Hegn, saa den ædes op, nedbryde dens Mur, saa den trampes ned!
But come now, and I will tell you What I mean to do with my vineyard. I will take away its hedge, and it shall be eaten up; I will break down its wall, and it shall be trodden down!
6 Jeg lægger den øde; den skal ikke beskæres og ikke graves, men gro sammen i Torn og Tidsel; og Skyerne giver jeg Paabud om ikke at sende den Regn.
And I will make it a waste; It shall not be pruned, nor digged, But shall grow up into thorns and briers; I will also command the clouds That they shed no rain upon it.
7 Thi Hærskarers HERRES Vingaard er Israels Hus, og Judas Mænd er hans Yndlingsplantning. Han vented paa Retfærd — se, der kom Letfærd, han vented paa Lov — se, Skrig over Rov!
The vineyard of Jehovah of hosts is the house of Israel, And the men of Judah the plant of his delight. He looked for justice, and behold, bloodshed! For righteousness, and behold, outcry!
8 Ve dem, der føjer Hus til Hus, dem, der lægger Mark til Mark, saa der ikke er Plads tilbage, men kun I har Landet i Eje.
Woe to them that join house to house, That add field to field, Till there is no place left, And they dwell alone in the land.
9 Det lyder i mine Ører fra Hærskarers HERRE: »For vist skal de mange Huse blive øde, de store og smukke skal ingen bebo;
To mine ear hath Jehovah of hosts revealed it: Surely many houses shall become a desolation, The great and the fair ones, without an inhabitant.
10 thi paa ti Tønder Vinland skal høstes en Bat, af en Homers Udsæd skal høstes en Efa.«
Yea, ten acres of vineyard shall yield a single bath of wine, And a homer of seed shall produce but an ephah.
11 Ve dem, der aarle jager efter Drik og ud paa Natten blusser af Vin!
Woe to them that rise early in the morning to follow strong drink, —Who sit late in the night that wine may inflame them!
12 Med Citre og Harper holder de Gilde, med Haandpauker, Fløjter og Vin, men ser ikke HERRENS Gerning, har ej Syn for hans Hænders Værk.
And the lyre and the harp, the tabret and the pipe, and wine, are at their feasts, But they regard not the work of Jehovah, Nor attend to the operation of his hands.
13 Derfor skal mit Folk føres bort, før det ved det, dets Adel blive Hungerens Bytte, dets Hob vansmægte af Tørst.
Therefore shall my people be led captive, when they think not of it; Their honorable men shall be famished with hunger, And their rich men parched with thirst.
14 Derfor vokser Dødsrigets Gridskhed, det spiler sit Gab uden Grænse; dets Stormænd styrter derned, dets larmende, lystige Slæng. (Sheol h7585)
Therefore doth the under-world enlarge its greedy throat, And stretch open its mouth without measure, And down go her nobility and her wealth, Her busy throng, and all that was joyful within her. (Sheol h7585)
15 Mennesket bøjes, og Manden ydmyges, de stolte slaar Øjnene ned;
The mean man shall be bowed down, And the great man shall be brought low, And the eyes of the haughty shall be humbled;
16 men Hærskarers HERRE ophøjes ved Dommen, den hellige Gud bliver helliget ved Retfærd.
Jehovah of hosts shall be exalted through judgment; Yea, God, the Holy One, shall be sanctified through righteousness.
17 Og der gaar Faar paa Græs, Geder afgnaver omkomnes Tomter.
Then shall the lambs feed, as in their own pasture, And the deserted fields of the rich shall strangers consume.
18 Ve dem, der trækker Straffen hid med Brødens Skagler og Syndebod hid som med Vognreb,
Woe to them that draw calamity with cords of wickedness, And punishment as with wagon-traces, —
19 som siger: »Lad ham skynde sig, haste med sit Værk, saa vi faar det at se; lad Israels Helliges Raad dog komme snart, at vi kan kende det!«
Who say, Let him make speed, let him hasten his work that we may see it! Let the purpose of the Holy One of Israel draw near and be fulfilled, that we may know it!
20 Ve dem, der kalder ondt for godt og godt for ondt, gør Mørke til Lys og Lys til Mørke, gør beskt til sødt og sødt til beskt!
Woe to them that call evil good, and good evil, That put darkness for light, and light for darkness, That put bitter for sweet, and sweet for bitter!
21 Ve dem, der tykkes sig vise og er kloge i egne Tanker!
Woe to them that are wise in their own eyes, And prudent in their own conceit!
22 Ve dem, der er Helte til at drikke Vin og vældige til at blande stærke Drikke,
Woe to them that are valiant to drink wine, And men of might to mingle strong drink!
23 som for Gave giver den skyldige Ret og røver den skyldfri Retten, han har.
That clear the guilty for a reward, And take away from the righteous his right!
24 Derfor, som Ildens Tunge æder Straa og Hø synker sammen i Luen, saa skal deres Rod blive raadden, deres Blomst henvejres som Støv; thi om Hærskarers HERRES Lov lod de haant og ringeagted Israels Helliges Ord.
Therefore, as fire devours stubble, And as the withered grass sinks into the flame, So their root shall become rottenness, And their blossom shall fly up like dust. For they have despised the law of Jehovah of hosts, And contemned the word of the Holy One of Israel.
25 Saa blusser da HERRENS Vrede mod hans Folk, og han udrækker Haanden imod det og slaar det, saa Bjergene skælver og Ligene ligger som Skarn paa Gaden. Men trods alt har hans Vrede ej lagt sig, hans Haand er fremdeles rakt ud.
Therefore is the anger of Jehovah kindled against his people; He stretcheth forth his hand against them, and smiteth them, so that the mountains tremble, And their carcasses are as dung in the midst of the streets; For all this his anger is not turned away, But his hand is stretched out still.
26 For et Folk i det fjerne løfter han Banner og fløjter det hid fra Jordens Ende; og se, det kommer hastigt og let.
He lifteth up a banner for the nations afar off, He whistleth for them from the ends of the earth, And behold, they haste, and come swiftly.
27 Ingen iblandt dem er træt eller snubler, ingen blunder, og ingen sover; Bæltet om Lænden løsnes ikke, Skoens Rem springer ikke op;
None among them is weary, and none stumbleth; None slumbereth nor sleepeth; The girdle of their loins is not loosed, Nor the latchet of their shoes broken.
28 hvæssede er dets Pile, alle dets Buer spændte; som Flint er Hestenes Hove, dets Vognhjul som Hvirvelvind.
Their arrows are sharp, And all their bows bent; The hoofs of their horses are like flint, And their wheels like a whirlwind.
29 Det har et Brøl som en Løve, brøler som unge Løver, brummende griber det Byttet, bjærger det, ingen kan fri det.
Their roaring is like the roaring of the lion; They roar like young lions; They roar, and seize the prey; They bear it away, and none can rescue it.
30 Men paa hin Dag skal der bryde en Brummen løs imod det, som naar Havet brummer; og skuer det ud over Jorden, se, da er der Trængselsmørke, Lyset slukkes af tykke Skyer.
Yea, in that day shall they roar against them like the roaring of the sea; And if one look to the land, behold darkness and sorrow, And the light is darkened by its clouds.
