Esajas 57
1 Den retfærdige omkom, og ingen tænkte derover, fromme Mænd reves bort, det ænsede ingen; thi bort blev den retfærdige revet for Ondskabens Skyld
The righteous perish, but no one considers it, and the people of covenant faithfulness are gathered away, but no one understands that the righteous is gathered away from the evil.
2 og gik ind til Fred; paa Gravlejet hviler nu de, som vandrede ret.
He enters into peace; they rest in their beds, those who walk in their uprightness.
3 Men I, kom nu her, I Troldkvindens Børn, I, Horkarls og Skøges Yngel:
But come here, you sons of the sorceress, children of the adulterer and the woman who has prostituted herself.
4 Hvem er det, I spotter? Hvem vrænger I Mund, hvem rækker I Tunge ad? Er I ej Syndens Børn og Løgnens Yngel?
Whom are you merrily mocking? Against whom are you opening the mouth and sticking out the tongue? Are you not children of rebellion, children of deceit?
5 I, som er i Brynde ved Ege, under hvert grønt Træ, I, som slagter Børn i Dale, i Klippernes Kløfter!
You heat yourselves up sleeping together under the oaks, under every green tree, you who kill your children in the dry riverbeds, under the rocky overhangs.
6 Dalenes glatte Sten er din Del og din Lod, du udgyder Drikofre for dem, bringer dem Gaver. Skal jeg være tilfreds med sligt?
Among the smooth things of the river valley are the things that have been assigned to you. They are the object of your devotion. You pour out your drink offering to them and raise up a grain offering. In these things should I take pleasure?
7 Paa høje og knejsende Bjerge redte du Leje, ogsaa der steg du op for at slagte dit Offer;
You prepared your bed on a high mountain; you also went up there to offer sacrifices.
8 bag Døren og Dørens Stolpe satte du dit Tegn; thi du sveg mig og blotted dig, steg op, gjorde lejet bredt, købte Samlejets Elskov af dem, saa deres Skam;
Behind the door and the doorposts you set up your symbols; you deserted me, made yourselves naked, and went up; you made your bed wide. You made a covenant with them; you loved their beds; you saw their private parts.
9 du salved dig med Olie for Molok og ødsled med Røgelse, sendte dine Bud til det fjerne, steg ned til Dødsriget, (Sheol h7585)
You went to Molech with oil; you multiplied perfumes. You send your ambassadors far away; you went down to Sheol. (Sheol h7585)
10 du blev træt af den lange Vej, men opgav ej Ævred; du samlede atter din Kraft og gav ikke op.
You were tired from your long journey, but you never said, “It is hopeless.” You found life in your hand; therefore you did not weaken.
11 For hvem var du ræd og angst? Thi paa Løgn var du inde, og mig kom du ikke i Hu, brød dig ikke om mig. Jeg er jo stum og blind, mig frygted du ikke.
“Whom are you worried about? Whom do you fear so much that has caused you to act so deceitfully, so much that you would not remember me or think about me? Because I was silent for so long, you are no longer afraid of me.
12 Ja, jeg vil forkynde din Retfærd og dine Gerninger;
I will proclaim all your righteous acts and tell all that you have done, but they will not help you.
13 din Gudeflok hjælper og redder dig ej paa dit Raab; en Storm bortfejer dem alle, et Vindstød tager dem. Men den, der lider paa mig, skal arve Landet og eje mit hellige Bjerg.
When you cry out, let your collection of idols rescue you. Instead the wind will carry them all away, a breath will carry them all away. Yet he who takes refuge in me will inherit the land and will take possession of my holy mountain.
14 Og det lyder: »Byg Vej, byg Vej og ban den, ryd Hindringer bort for mit Folk!«
He will say, 'Build, build! Clear a way! Remove all the stumbling blocks from the path of my people!'”
15 Thi saa siger den højt ophøjede, som troner evigt, hvis Navn er »Hellig«: I Højhed og Hellighed bor jeg, hos den knuste, i Aanden bøjede for at kalde de bøjedes Aand og de knustes Hjerte til Live.
For this is what the high and elevated One says, who lives eternally, whose name is holy, “I live in the exalted and holy place, with him also that is of a crushed and humble spirit, to revive the spirit of the humble ones, and to revive the heart of the contrite ones.
16 Thi evigt gaar jeg ikke i Rette, evindelig vredes jeg ej; saa vansmægted Aanden for mit Ansigt, Sjæle, som jeg har skabt.
For I will not accuse forever, nor will I be angry forever, for then man's spirit would faint before me, the lives that I have made.
17 For hans Gridskheds Skyld blev jeg vred, slog ham og skjulte mig i Harme; han fulgte i Frafald sit Hjertes Vej.
Because of the sin of his violent gain, I was angry, and I punished him; I hid my face and was angry, but he went backward in the way of his heart.
18 Jeg saa hans Vej, men nu vil jeg læge og lede ham og give ham Trøst til Bod;
I have seen his ways, but I will heal him. I will lead him and comfort and console those who mourn for him,
19 hos de sørgende skaber jeg Læbernes Frugt, Fred, Fred for fjern og nær, siger HERREN, og nu vil jeg læge ham.
and I create the fruit of the lips. Peace, peace, to those who are far off and to those who are near—says Yahweh—I will heal them.
20 Men de gudløse er som det oprørte Hav, der ikke kan komme til Ro, hvis Bølger opskyller Mudder og Dynd.
But the wicked are like the tossing sea, which cannot rest, and its waters churn up mire and mud.
21 De gudløse har ingen Fred, siger min Gud.
There is no peace for the wicked one—says God.”
