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.
Arise, arise, put on thy strength, O Sion, put on the garments of thy glory, O Jerusalem, the city of the Holy One: for henceforth the uncircumcised, and unclean shall no more pass through thee.
2 Ryst Støvet af dig, staa op, tag Sæde, Jerusalem, fri dig for Halslænken, Zions fangne Datter!
Shake thyself from the dust, arise, sit up, O Jerusalem: loose the bonds from off thy neck, O captive daughter of Sion.
3 Thi saa siger HERREN: For intet solgtes I, og uden Sølv skal I løskøbes.
For thus saith the Lord: You were sold gratis, and you 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 God: My people went down into Egypt at the beginning to sojourn there: and the Assyrian hath oppressed them without any cause at all.
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.
And now what have I here, saith the Lord: for my people is taken away gratis. They that rule over them treat them unjustly, saith the Lord, and my name is continually blasphemed all the day long.
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 in that day: for I myself that spoke, behold I am here.
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, and that preacheth peace: of him that sheweth forth good, that preacheth salvation, that saith to Sion: Thy God shall reign!
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 have lifted up their voice, they shall praise together: for they shall see eye to eye when the Lord shall convert Sion.
9 Bryd ud til Hobe i Jubel, Jerusalems Tomter! Thi HERREN trøster sit Folk, genløser Jerusalem.
Rejoice, and give praise together, O ye deserts of Jerusalem: for the Lord 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.
The Lord hath prepared his holy arm in the sight of all the Gentiles: and all the ends of the earth shall see the salvation of our God.
11 Bort, bort, drag ud derfra, rør ej noget urent, bort, tvæt jer, I, som bærer HERRENS Kar!
Depart, depart, go ye out from thence, touch no unclean thing: go out of the midst of her, be ye clean, you that carry the vessels of the Lord.
12 Thi i Hast skal I ej drage ud, I skal ikke flygte; nej, foran eder gaar HERREN, eders Tog slutter Israels Gud.
For you shall not go out in a tumult, neither shall you make haste by flight: For the Lord will go before you, and the God of Israel will gather you together.
13 Se, min Tjener faar Fremgang han stiger, løftes og ophøjes saare.
Behold my servant shall understand, he shall be exalted, and extolled, and shall be exceeding high.
14 Som mange blev maalløse over ham, — saa umenneskelig ussel saa han ud, han ligned ej Menneskenes Børn —
As many have been astonished at thee, so shall his visage be inglorious among men, and his form among 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.
He shall sprinkle many nations, kings shall shut their mouth at him: for they to whom it was not told of him, have seen: and they that heard not, have beheld.
