Esajas 54
1 Jubl, du golde, der ej fødte, jubl og fryd dig, du uden Veer! Thi den forladtes Børn er flere end Hustruens Børn, siger HERREN.
"Sing, barren, you who did not bear; break forth into singing, and cry aloud, you who did not travail with child: for more are the children of the desolate than of her that has a husband," says the LORD.
2 Vid Rummet ud i dit Telt, spar ikke, men udspænd din Boligs Tæpper. Du maa gøre dine Teltreb lange og slaa dine Teltpæle fast.
"Enlarge the place of your tent, and let them stretch forth the curtains of your habitations; do not spare: lengthen your cords, and strengthen your stakes.
3 Thi du skal brede dig til højre og venstre, dit Afkom tage Folk i Eje og bo i de øde Byer.
For you shall spread out on the right hand and on the left; and your descendants shall possess the nations, and make the desolate cities to be inhabited.
4 Frygt ej, du skal ikke beskæmmes, vær ej ræd, du skal ikke skuffes! Thi din Ungdoms Skam skal du glemme, ej mindes din Enkestands Skændsel.
"Do not be afraid, for you will not be put to shame, nor will you be humiliated, for you will not be disgraced. For you will forget the shame of your youth, and the disgrace of your widowhood you will remember no more.
5 Thi din Ægtemand er din Skaber, hans Navn er Hærskarers HERRE, din Genløser er Israels Hellige, han kaldes al Jordens Gud.
For your husband is your Creator; the LORD of hosts is his name: and the Holy One of Israel is your Redeemer; the God of the whole earth shall he be called.
6 Som en Hustru, der sidder forladt med Sorg i Sinde, har HERREN kaldt dig. En Ungdomsviv, kan hun forstødes? siger din Gud.
For the LORD has called you as a wife forsaken and grieved in spirit, even a wife of youth, when she is cast off," says your God.
7 Jeg forlod dig et lidet Øjeblik, men favner dig i stor Barmhjertighed;
"For a small moment have I forsaken you; but with great mercies will I gather you.
8 jeg skjulte i skummende Vrede et Øjeblik mit Aasyn for dig, men forbarmer mig med evig Kærlighed, siger din Genløser, HERREN.
In overflowing wrath I hid my face from you for a moment; but with everlasting loving kindness will I have mercy on you," says the LORD your Redeemer.
9 Mig er det som Noas Dage: Som jeg svor, at Noas Vande ej mer skulde oversvømme Jorden, saa sværger jeg nu, at jeg aldrig vil vredes og skænde paa dig.
"For this is like the waters of Noah to me; for as I have sworn that the waters of Noah shall no more go over the earth, so have I sworn that I will not be angry with you, nor rebuke you.
10 Om ogsaa Bjergene viger, om ogsaa Højene rokkes, min Kærlighed viger ej fra dig, min Fredspagt rokkes ikke, saa siger HERREN, din Forbarmer.
For the mountains may depart, and the hills be removed; but my loving kindness shall not depart from you, neither shall my covenant of peace be removed," says the LORD who has mercy on you.
11 Du arme, forblæste, utrøstede! Se, jeg bygger dig op med Smaragder, lægger din Grund med Safirer,
"You afflicted, tossed with storms, and not comforted, look, I will set your stones in beautiful colors, and lay your foundations with sapphires.
12 af Rubiner sætter jeg Tinderne, og Portene gør jeg af Karfunkler, af Ædelsten hele din Ringmur.
I will make your pinnacles of rubies, and your gates of sparkling jewels, and all your walls of precious stones.
13 Alle dine Børn bliver oplært af HERREN, og stor bliver Børnenes Fred;
And all your children shall be taught by God; and great shall be the peace of your children.
14 i Retfærd skal du grundfæstes. Vær tryg for Vold, du har intet at frygte, for Rædsler, de kommer dig ikke nær!
In righteousness you shall be established: you shall be far from oppression, for you shall not be afraid; and from terror, for it shall not come near you.
15 Angribes du, er det uden min Vilje, falde skal hver, som angriber dig;
Look, they may gather together, but not by me: whoever shall gather together against you shall fall because of you.
16 det er mig, der skaber Smeden, som blæser en Kulild op og tilvirker Vaaben ved sin Kunst, men Ødelæggeren skaber jeg ogsaa.
"Look, I have created the smith who blows the fire of coals, and brings forth a weapon for his work; and I have created the waster to destroy.
17 Intet Vaaben, der smedes mod dig, skal du, hver Tunge, der trætter med dig, faar du dømt. Dette er HERRENS Tjeneres Lod, den Retfærd, jeg giver dem, lyder det fra HERREN.
No weapon that is formed against you will prosper; and you will condemn every tongue that rises against you in judgment. This is the heritage of the servants of the LORD, and their righteousness which is of me," says the LORD.
A Dove is Sent Forth from the Ark
