Esajas 13
1 Et Udsagn om Babel, som Esajas, Amoz's Søn skuede:
A prophecy concerning Babylon, which Isaiah, the son of Amoz, saw.
2 Rejs Banner på et nøgent Bjerg, råb også til dem, vink, så de drager igennem Fyrsternes Porte!
Upon the bare mountain lift up a banner; Cry aloud to them, wave the hand, That they may enter the gates of the tyrants!
3 Jeg har opbudt min viede Hær til at tjene min Vrede og kaldt mine Helte hid, de jublende, stolte.
I have given orders to my consecrated ones, Yea, I have called upon my mighty ones to execute mine anger, My proud exulters!
4 Hør i Bjergene Larm som af talrigt Krigsfolk, hør, hvor det buldrer af Riger, af samlede Folk! Hærskarers HERRE er ved at mønstre sin Krigshær.
The noise of a multitude upon the mountains, like that of a great people! The tumultuous noise of kingdoms, of nations gathered together! Jehovah of hosts mustereth his army for battle.
5 De kommer fra fjerne Egne, fra Himlens Grænse, HERREN og hans Vredes Værktøj for at hærge al Jorden.
They come from a distant country, From the end of Heaven, Jehovah and the instruments of his indignation. To lay waste the whole land.
6 Jamrer, thi HERRENs Dag er nær, den kommer som Vold fra den Vældige.
Howl ye, for the day of Jehovah is at hand! Like a destruction from the Almighty, it cometh;
7 Derfor slappes hver Hånd, hvert Menneskehjerte smelter,
Therefore shall all hands hang down, And every heart of man shall melt.
8 de ræddes, gribes af Veer og Smerter, vånder sig som fødende Kvinde; de stirrer i Angst på hverandre med blussende røde Kinder.
They shall be in consternation; Distress and anguish shall lay hold of them; As a woman in travail shall they writhe; They shall look upon one another with amazement: Their faces shall glow like flames.
9 Se, HERRENs Dag kommer, grum, med Harme og brændende Vrede; Jorden gør den til Ørk og rydder dens Synder bort.
Behold! the day of Jehovah cometh, Terrible, full of wrath and burning indignation, To make the land a waste, And to destroy the sinners out of it.
10 Thi Himlens Stjerner og Billeder udsfråler ej deres Lys, mørk rinder Solen op, og Månen skinner ikke.
For the stars of heaven, and the constellations thereof, Shall not give their light; The sun shall be darkened at his going forth, And the moon shall withhold her light.
11 Jeg hjemsøger Jorden for dens Ondskab, de gudløse for deres Brøde, gør Ende på frækkes Overmod, bøjer Voldsmænds Hovmod.
For I will punish the world for its guilt, And the wicked for their iniquity. I will put an end to the arrogance of the proud, And I will bring down the haughtiness of the tyrants.
12 En Mand gør jeg sjældnere end Guld og et Menneske end Ofirs Guld.
I will make men scarcer than gold; Yea, men than the gold of Ophir.
13 Derfor bæver Himlen, og Jorden flytter sig skælvende ved Hærskarers HERREs Harme på hans brændende Vredes Dag.
Therefore I will make the heavens tremble, And the earth shall be shaken out of her place, In the anger of Jehovah of hosts, In the day of his burning indignation.
14 Og som en skræmt Gazel, som Får, der ej holdes i Flok, skal hver søge hjem til sit Folk, og hver skal fly til sit Land.
Then shall they be like a chased doe; Like a flock, which no one gathereth together; Every one shall turn to his own people, And every one flee to his own land.
15 Enhver, der indhentes, spiddes, enhver, der gribes, falder for Sværdet;
Every one that is overtaken shall be thrust through, And every one that is caught shall fall by the sword.
16 deres spæde knuses for deres Øjne, Husene plyndres, Kvinderne skændes.
Their children shall be dashed to pieces before their eyes; Their houses shall be plundered, and their wives ravished.
17 Se, imod dem rejser jeg Mederne, som agter Sølv for intet og ej regner Guld for noget.
Behold, I stir up against them the Medes, Who make no account of silver, And as to gold, they do not regard it.
18 Deres Buer fælder de unge, Livsfrugt skåner de ej, med Børn har deres Øjne ej Medynk.
Their bows shall strike down the young men, And on the fruit of the womb they shall have no compassion; Their eye shall not pity the children.
19 Det går med Babel, Rigernes Krone, Kaldæernes stolte Pryd, som dengang Gud omstyrtede Sodoma og Gomorra.
So shall Babylon, the glory of kingdoms, The proud ornament of the Chaldeans, Be like Sodom and Gomorrah, which God overthrew,
20 Det skal aldrig i Evighed bebos, ej bebygges fra Slægt til Slægt; der telter Araberen ikke, der lejrer Hyrder sig ej;
It shall never more be inhabited; Nor shall it be dwelt in through all generations. Nor shall the Arabian pitch his tent there, Nor shall shepherds make their folds there.
21 men Vildkatte lejrer sig der, og Husene fyldes med Ugler; der holder Strudsene til, og Bukketroldene springer;
But there shall the wild beasts of the desert lodge, And owls shall fill their houses; And ostriches shall dwell there, And satyrs shall dance there.
22 Sjakaler tuder i Borgene, Hyæner i de yppige Slotte. Dets Time stunder nu til, dets Dage bliver ej mange.
Wolves shall howl in their palaces, And jackals in their pleasant edifices. Her time is near, And her days shall not be prolonged.
