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.
The LORD says, “Where is the bill of your mother’s divorce, with which I have put her away? Or to which of my creditors have I sold you? Behold, you were sold for your iniquities, and your mother was put away for your transgressions.
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 one? When I called, why was there no one to answer? Is my hand shortened at all, that it can’t redeem? Or have I no power to deliver? Behold, at my rebuke I dry up the sea. I make the rivers a wilderness. Their fish stink because there is no water, and die of thirst.
3 jeg klæder Himlen i sort og hyller den ind i Sæk.
I clothe the heavens with blackness. 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.
The Lord GOD has given me the tongue of those who are taught, that I may know how to sustain with words him who is weary. He awakens morning by morning, he awakens 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;
The Lord GOD has opened my ear. I was not rebellious. I have not turned back.
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 beat me, and my cheeks to those who plucked off the hair. I didn’t hide my face from shame 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.
For the Lord GOD will help me. Therefore I have not been confounded. Therefore I have set my face like a flint, and I know that I won’t 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 who justifies me is near. 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.
Behold, the Lord GOD will help me! Who is he who will condemn me? Behold, they will all grow old like a garment. The moths will 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 among you fears the LORD and obeys the voice of his servant? He who walks in darkness and has no light, let him trust in the LORD’s name, 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.
Behold, all you who kindle a fire, who adorn yourselves with torches around yourselves, walk in the flame of your fire, and among the torches that you have kindled. You will have this from my hand: you will lie down in sorrow.
