Esajas 62
1 For Zions Skyld vil jeg ej tie, for Jerusalems Skyld ej hvile, før dets Ret rinder op som Lys, som en luende Fakkel dets Frelse.
For Zion's sake will I not hold My peace, and for Jerusalem's sake I will not rest, until her triumph go forth as brightness, and her salvation as a torch that burneth.
2 Din Ret skal Folkene skue og alle Konger din Ære. Et nyt Navn giver man dig, som HERRENS Mund skal nævne.
And the nations shall see thy triumph, and all kings thy glory; and thou shalt be called by a new name, which the mouth of the LORD shall mark out.
3 Og du bliver en dejlig Krone i HERRENS Haand, et kongeligt Hovedbind i Haanden paa din Gud.
Thou shalt also be a crown of beauty in the hand of the LORD, and a royal diadem in the open hand of thy God.
4 Du kaldes ej mer »den forladte«, dit Land »den ensomme«; nej, »Velbehag« kaldes du selv, og dit Land kaldes »Hustru«. Thi HERREN har Velbehag i dig, dit Land skal ægtes.
Thou shalt no more be termed Forsaken, neither shall thy land any more be termed Desolate; but thou shalt be called, My delight is in her, and thy land, Espoused; for the LORD delighteth in thee, and thy land shall be espoused.
5 Som Ynglingen ægter en Jomfru, saa din Bygmester dig, som Brudgom glædes ved Brud, saa din Gud ved dig.
For as a young man espouseth a virgin, so shall thy sons espouse thee; and as the bridegroom rejoiceth over the bride, so shall thy God rejoice over thee.
6 Jeg sætter Vægtere paa dine Mure, Jerusalem; ingen Sinde Dag eller Nat skal de tie. I, som minder HERREN, und jer ej Ro
I have set watchmen upon thy walls, O Jerusalem, they shall never hold their peace day nor night: 'Ye that are the LORD'S remembrancers, take ye no rest,
7 og lad ham ikke i Ro, før han bygger Jerusalem, før han faar gjort Jerusalem til Pris paa Jorden.
And give Him no rest, till He establish, and till He make Jerusalem a praise in the earth.'
8 HERREN svor ved sin højre, sin vældige Arm: Jeg giver ej mer dine Fjender dit Korn til Føde; Mosten, du sled for, skal Udlandets Sønner ej drikke;
The LORD hath sworn by His right hand, and by the arm of His strength: Surely I will no more give thy corn to be food for thine enemies; and strangers shall not drink thy wine, for which thou hast laboured;
9 nej, de, der høster, skal spise prisende HERREN; de, der sanker, skal drikke i min hellige Forgaard.
But they that have garnered it shall eat it, and praise the LORD, and they that have gathered it shall drink it in the courts of My sanctuary.
10 Drag ud gennem Portene, drag ud, ban Folket Vej, byg Vej, byg Vej, sank alle Stenene af, rejs Banner over Folkeslagene!
Go through, go through the gates, clear ye the way of the people; cast up, cast up the highway, gather out the stones; lift up an ensign over the peoples.
11 Se, HERREN lader det høres til Jordens Ende: Sig til Zions Datter: »Se, din Frelse kommer, se, hans Løn er med ham, hans Vinding foran ham!«
Behold, the LORD hath proclaimed unto the end of the earth: say ye to the daughter of Zion: 'Behold, thy salvation cometh; behold, His reward is with Him, and His recompense before Him.'
12 De skal kaldes: det hellige Folk, HERRENS genløste, og du: den søgte, en By, som ej er forladt.
And they shall call them The holy people, The redeemed of the LORD; and thou shalt be called Sought out, a city not forsaken.
