Esajas 17
1 Et Udsagn om Damaskus. Se, Damaskus går ud af Byernes Tal og bliver til Sten og Grus;
The burden of Damascus. Behold, Damascus is taken away from being a city, and it shall be a ruinous heap.
2 dets Stæder forlades for evigt og bliver Hjordes Eje; de lejrer sig uden at skræmmes.
The cities of Aroer are forsaken; they shall be for flocks, which shall lie down, and none shall make them afraid.
3 Det er ude med Efraims Værn, Damaskus's Kongedømme, Arams Rest; det går dem som Israels Sønners Herlighed, lyder det fra Hærskarers HERRE.
The fortress also shall cease from Ephraim, and the kingdom from Damascus; and the remnant of Aram shall be as the glory of the children of Israel, saith the LORD of hosts.
4 Og det skal ske på hin Dag: Ringe bliver Jakobs Herlighed, Huldet på hans Krop svinder hen;
And it shall come to pass in that day, that the glory of Jacob shall be made thin, and the fatness of his flesh shall wax lean.
5 det skal gå som når Høstkarlen griber om Korn og hans Arm skærer Aksene af, det skal gå, som når Aksene samles i Refaims Dal.
And it shall be as when the harvestman gathereth the standing corn, and reapeth the ears with his arm; yea, it shall be as when one gleaneth ears in the valley of Rephaim.
6 En Efterslæt levnes deraf, som når Olietræets Frugt slås ned, to tre Bær øverst i Kronen, fire fem på Frugttræets Grene, så lyder det fra HERREN, Israels Gud.
Yet there shall be left therein gleanings, as at the beating of an olive-tree, two or three berries in the top of the uppermost bough, four or five in the branches of the fruitful tree, saith the LORD, the God of Israel.
7 På hin Dag skal Menneskene se hen til deres Skaber, og deres Øjne skal skue hen til Israels Hellige;
In that day shall a man regard his Maker, and his eyes shall look to the Holy One of Israel.
8 og de skal ikke se hen til Altrene, deres Hænders Værk, eller skue hen til, hvad deres Fingre har lavet, hverken til Asjerastøtterne eller Solstøtterne.
And he shall not regard the altars, the work of his hands, neither shall he look to that which his fingers have made, either the Asherim, or the sun-images.
9 På hin Dag ligger dine Byer forladt som de Tomter, Hivviter og Amoriter forlod for Israels Børn; og Landet skal blive en Ørk.
In that day shall his strong cities be as the forsaken places, which were forsaken from before the children of Israel, after the manner of woods and lofty forests; and it shall be a desolation.
10 Thi du glemte din Frelses Gud, slog din Tilflugtsklippe af Tanke. Derfor planter du yndige Plantninger og sætter fremmede Skud;
For thou hast forgotten the God of thy salvation, and thou hast not been mindful of the Rock of thy stronghold; therefore thou didst plant plants of pleasantness, and didst set it with slips of a stranger;
11 hver Dag får du din Plantning i Vækst, hver Morgen dit Skud i Blomst - indtil Høsten på Sotens, den ulægelige Smertes Dag.
In the day of thy planting thou didst make it to grow, and in the morning thou didst make thy seed to blossom — a heap of boughs in the day of grief and of desperate pain.
12 Hør Bulder af mange Folkeslag! De buldrer som Havets Bulder. Drøn af Folkefærd! De drøner som vældige Vandes Drøn.
Ah, the uproar of many peoples, that roar like the roaring of the seas; and the rushing of nations, that rush like the rushing of mighty waters!
13 Folkefærdene drøner som Drønet af mange Vande. Men truer han ad dem, flygter de bort, vejres hen som Avner på Bjerge for Vinden, som hvirvlende Løv for Stormen.
The nations shall rush like the rushing of many waters; but He shall rebuke them, and they shall flee far off, and shall be chased as the chaff of the mountains before the wind, and like the whirling dust before the storm.
14 Ved Aftenstid kommer Rædsel; før Morgen gryr, er de borte. Det er vore Plyndreres Del, det er vore Ransmænds Lov
At eventide behold terror; and before the morning they are not. This is the portion of them that spoil us, and the lot of them that rob us.
