Esajas 50
1 Saa siger HERREN: Hvor er eders Moders Skilsmissebrev, med hvilket jeg sendte hende bort; eller hvem var jeg noget skyldig, saa jeg solgte eder til ham? Nej, for eders Brøde solgtes I, for eders Synd blev eders Moder sendt bort.
Thus says Jehovah, "Where is the bill of your mother's divorce, with which I have put her away? or which of my creditors is it to whom I have sold you? Look, for your iniquities were you sold, and for your transgressions was your mother put away.
2 Hvi var der da ingen, da jeg kom, hvi svarede ingen, da jeg kaldte? Er min Haand for kort til at udfri, har jeg ingen Kraft til at redde? Ved min Trusel udtørrer jeg Havet, Strømme gør jeg til Ørk, saa Fiskene raadner af Mangel paa Vand og dør af Tørst;
Why, when I came, was there no man? When I called, was there none to answer? Is my hand shortened at all, that it can't redeem? or have I no power to deliver? Look, at my rebuke I dry up the sea, I make the rivers a wilderness: their fish stink, because there is no water, and die for thirst.
3 jeg klæder Himlen i sort og hyller den ind i Sæk.
I clothe the heavens with blackness, and I make sackcloth their covering."
4 Den Herre HERREN gav mig Lærlinges Tunge, at jeg skulde vide at styrke de trætte med Ord; han vækker hver Morgen mit Øre, han vækker det til at høre, som Lærlinge hører.
Jehovah has given me the tongue of those who are taught, that I may know how to sustain with a word him who is weary: he wakens morning by morning, he wakens my ear to hear as those who are taught.
5 Den Herre HERREN aabned mit Øre, og jeg stred ikke imod, jeg unddrog mig ikke;
Jehovah has opened my ear, and I was not rebellious, neither turned away backward.
6 min Ryg bød jeg frem til Hug, mit Skæg til at rives, mit Ansigt skjulte jeg ikke for Haan og Spyt.
I gave my back to those who strike, and my cheeks to those who tore out my beard; I did not cover my face from insults and spitting.
7 Mig hjælper den Herre HERREN, saa jeg ikke beskæmmes; jeg gør derfor mit Ansigt som Sten og ved, jeg bliver ikke til Skamme.
But Jehovah will help me; therefore I have not been confounded: therefore have I set my face like a flint, and I know that I shall not be disappointed.
8 Min Retfærdiggører er nær; lad os mødes, om nogen vil Strid; om nogen vil trætte med mig, saa træde han hid!
He is near who justifies me; who will bring charges against me? Let us stand up together: who is my adversary? Let him come near to me.
9 Se, den Herre HERREN hjælper mig, hvo vil fordømme mig? Se, alle slides op som en Klædning, Møl fortærer dem.
Look, Jehovah will help me; who is he who shall condemn me? Look, all they shall wax old as a garment, the moth shall eat them up.
10 Frygter nogen af jer HERREN, han lytte til hans Tjener, enhver, som vandrer i Mørke og uden Lys; han stole paa HERRENS Navn, søge Støtte hos sin Gud!
Who is among you who fears Jehovah, who listens to the voice of his servant? He who walks in darkness, and has no light, let him trust in the name of Jehovah, and rely on his God.
11 Alle I, som optænder Ild og sætter Pile i Brand, gaa ind i eders brændende Ild, i Pilene, I tændte! Fra min Haand skal det ramme eder, i Kval skal I ligge.
Look, all you who kindle a fire, who adorn yourselves with flaming arrows around yourselves; walk in the light of your fire, and among the flaming arrows that you have kindled. You shall have this of my hand; you shall lie down in sorrow.
