Esajas 52
1 Vaagn op, vaagn op, ifør dig din Styrke, Zion, tag dit Højtidsskrud paa, Jerusalem, hellige By! Thi uomskaarne, urene Folk skal ej mer komme ind.
Awake, awake, put on thy strength, O Zion; put on thy beautiful garments, O Jerusalem, the holy city: for henceforth there shall no more come into thee the uncircumcised and the unclean.
2 Ryst Støvet af dig, staa op, tag Sæde, Jerusalem, fri dig for Halslænken, Zions fangne Datter!
Shake thyself from the dust; arise, sit [on thy throne], O Jerusalem: loose thyself from the bonds of thy neck, O captive daughter of Zion.
3 Thi saa siger HERREN: For intet solgtes I, og uden Sølv skal I løskøbes.
For thus saith Jehovah, Ye were sold for nought; and ye shall be redeemed without money.
4 Thi saa siger den Herre HERREN: I Begyndelsen drog mit Folk ned til Ægypten for at bo der som fremmed, og siden undertrykte Assyrien det uden Vederlag.
For thus saith the Lord Jehovah, My people went down at the first into Egypt to sojourn there: and the Assyrian hath oppressed them without cause.
5 Og nu? Hvad har jeg at gøre her? lyder det fra HERREN; mit Folk er jo ranet for intet. De, der hersker over det, brovter, lyder det fra HERREN, og mit Navn vanæres ustandseligt Dagen lang.
Now therefore, what do I here, saith Jehovah, seeing that my people is taken away for nought? they that rule over them do howl, saith Jehovah, and my name continually all the day is blasphemed.
6 Derfor skal mit Folk kende mit Navn paa hin Dag, at det er mig, som har talet, ja mig.
Therefore my people shall know my name: therefore [they shall know] in that day that I am he that doth speak; behold, it is I.
7 Hvor liflige er paa Bjergene Glædesbudets Fodtrin, han, som udraaber Fred, bringer gode Tidender, udraaber Frelse, som siger til Zion: »Din Gud har vist, han er Konge.«
How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him that bringeth good tidings, that publisheth peace, that bringeth good tidings of good, that publisheth salvation, that saith unto Zion, Thy God reigneth!
8 Hør, dine Vægtere raaber, de jubler til Hobe, thi de ser for deres Øjne HERREN vende hjem til Zion.
The voice of thy watchmen! they lift up the voice, together do they sing; for they shall see eye to eye, when Jehovah returneth to Zion.
9 Bryd ud til Hobe i Jubel, Jerusalems Tomter! Thi HERREN trøster sit Folk, genløser Jerusalem.
Break forth into joy, sing together, ye waste places of Jerusalem; for Jehovah hath comforted his people, he hath redeemed Jerusalem.
10 Han blotter sin hellige Arm for al Folkenes Øjne, den vide Jord skal skue Frelsen fra vor Gud.
Jehovah hath made bare his holy arm in the eyes of all the nations; and all the ends of the earth have seen the salvation of our God.
11 Bort, bort, drag ud derfra, rør ej noget urent, bort, tvæt jer, I, som bærer HERRENS Kar!
Depart ye, depart ye, go ye out from thence, touch no unclean thing; go ye out of the midst of her; cleanse yourselves, ye that bear the vessels of Jehovah.
12 Thi i Hast skal I ej drage ud, I skal ikke flygte; nej, foran eder gaar HERREN, eders Tog slutter Israels Gud.
For ye shall not go out in haste, neither shall ye go by flight: for Jehovah will go before you; and the God of Israel will be your rearward.
13 Se, min Tjener faar Fremgang han stiger, løftes og ophøjes saare.
Behold, my servant shall deal wisely, he shall be exalted and lifted up, and shall be very high.
14 Som mange blev maalløse over ham, — saa umenneskelig ussel saa han ud, han ligned ej Menneskenes Børn —
Like as many were astonished at thee (his visage was so marred more than any man, and his form more than the sons of men),
15 skal Folk i Mængde undres, Konger blive stumme over ham; thi hvad ikke var sagt dem, ser de, de skuer, hvad de ikke havde hørt.
so shall he sprinkle many nations; kings shall shut their mouths at him: for that which had not been told them shall they see; and that which they had not heard shall they understand.
