Esajas 40
1 Trøst, ja trøst mit Folk, så siger eders Gud,
Be comforted, be comforted, my people, saith your God.
2 tal Jerusalem kærligt til og råb kun til det, at nu er dets Strid til Ende, dets Skyld betalt, tvefold Straf har det fået af HERRENs Hånd for alle sine Synder.
Speak ye to the heart of Jerusalem, and call to her: for her evil is come to an end, her iniquity is forgiven: she hath received of the hand of the Lord double for all her sins.
3 I Ørkenen råber en Røst: "Ban HERRENs Vej, jævn i det øde Land en Højvej for vor Gud!
The voice of one crying in the desert: Prepare ye the way of the Lord, make straight in the wilderness the paths of our God.
4 Hver Dal skal højnes, hvert Bjerg, hver Høj, skal sænkes, bakket Land blive fladt og Fjeldvæg til Slette.
Every valley shall be exalted, and every mountain and hill shall be made low, and the crooked shall become straight, and the rough ways plain.
5 Åbenbares skal HERRENs Herlighed, alt Kød til Hobe skal se den. Thi HERRENs Mund har talet."
And the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh together shall see, that the mouth of the Lord hath spoken.
6 Der lyder en Røst, som siger: "Råb!" Jeg svarer: "Hvad skal jeg råbe?" "Alt Kød til Hobe er Græs, al dets Ynde som Markens Blomst;
The voice of one, saying: Cry. And I said: What shall I cry? All flesh is grass, and all the glory thereof as the flower of the held.
7 Græsset tørres, Blomsten visner, når HERRENs Ånde blæser derpå; visselig, Folket er Græs,
The grass is withered, and the dower is fallen, because the spirit of the Lord hath blown upon it. Indeed the people is grass:
8 Græsset tørres, Blomsten visner, men vor Guds Ord bliver evindelig."
The grass is withered, and the flower is fallen: but the word of our Lord endureth for ever.
9 Stig op på højen Bjerg, du Zions Glædesbud, løft din Røst med Kraft, du Jerusalems Glædesbud, løft den uden Frygt og sig til Judas Byer: "Se eders Gud!"
Get thee up upon a high mountain, thou that bringest good tidings to Sion: lift up thy voice with strength, thou that bringest good tidings to Jerusalem: lift it up, fear not. Say to the cities of Juda: Behold your God:
10 Se, den Herre HERREN kommer med Vælde, han hersker med sin Arm. Se, hans Løn er med ham, hans Vinding foran ham,
Behold the Lord God shall come with strength, and his arm shall rule: Behold his reward is with him and his work is before him.
11 han vogter sin Hjord som en Hyrde, samler den med Armen, bærer Lammene i Favn og leder de diende Får.
He shall feed his flock like a shepherd: he shall gather together the lambs with his arm, and shall take them up in his bosom, and he himself shall carry them that are with young.
12 Hvo måler Vandet i sin Hånd, afmærker med Fingerspand Himlen, måler Jordens Støv i Skæppe og vejer Bjerge med Bismer eller i Vægtskål Høje?
Who hath measured the waters in the hollow of his hand, and weighed the heavens with his palm? who hath poised with three fingers the bulk of the earth, and weighed the mountains in scales, and the hills in a balance?
13 Hvo leder HERRENs Ånd, råder og lærer ham noget?
Who hath forwarded the spirit of the Lord? or who hath been his counsellor, and hath taught him?
14 Hos hvem får han Råd og Indsigt, hvem lærer ham Rettens Vej, hvem kan give ham Kundskab, hvem kundgør ham indsigts Vej?
With whom hath he consulted, and who hath instructed him, and taught him the path of justice, and taught him knowledge, and shewed him the way of understanding?
15 Se, som Dråbe på Spand er Folkene, at regne som Fnug på Vægt, som et Gran vejer fjerne Strande.
Behold the Gentiles are as a drop of a bucket, and are counted as the smallest grain of a balance: behold the islands are as a little dust.
16 Libanon giver ej Brændsel, dets Dyr ej Brændoffer nok.
And Libanus shall not be enough to burn, nor the beasts thereof sufficient for a burnt offering.
17 Alle Folk er som intet for ham, for Luft og Tomhed at regne.
All nations are before him as if they had no being at all, and are counted to him as nothing, and vanity.
18 Med hvem vil I ligne Gud, hvad stiller I op som hans Lige?
To whom then have you likened God? or what image will you make for him?
19 Et Billede det støber en Mester, en Guldsmed lægger Guld derpå, og Sølvkæder støber en anden.
Hath the workman cast a graven statue? or hath the goldsmith formed it with gold, or the silversmith with plates of silver?
20 Den, som vil rejse en Afgud, vælger sig Træ, som ej rådner; han søger sig en kyndig Mester til at rejse et Billede, som står.
He hath chosen strong wood, and that will not rot: the skillful workman seeketh how he may set up an idol that may not be moved.
21 Ved I, hører I det ikke, er det. ikke forkyndt jer for længst? Har I da ikke skønnet det, fra Jordens Grundvold blev lagt?
Do you not know? hath it not been heard? hath it not been told you from the beginning? have you not understood the foundations of the earth?
22 Han troner over Jordens Kreds, som Græshopper er dens Beboere; han udbreder Himlen som en Dug og spænder den ud som et Teltbo.
It is he that sitteth upon the globe of the earth, and the inhabitants thereof are as locusts: he that stretcheth out the heavens as nothing, and spreadeth them out as a tent to dwell in.
23 Fyrster gør han til intet, Jordens Dommere til Luft.
He that bringeth the searchers of secrets to nothing, that hath made the judges of the earth as vanity.
24 Knap er de plantet, knap er de sået, knap har Stiklingen Rod i Jorden, så ånder han på dem, de visner; som Strå fejer Storm dem bort.
And surely their stock was neither planted, nor sown, nor rooted in the earth: suddenly he hath blown upon them, and they are withered, and a whirlwind shall take them away as stubble.
25 Hvem vil I ligne mig med som min Ligemand? siger den Hellige.
And to whom have ye likened me, or made me equal, saith the Holy One?
26 Løft eders Blik til Himlen og se: Hvo skabte disse? Han mønstrer deres Hær efter Tal, kalder hver enkelt ved Navn; så stor er hans Kraft og Vælde, at ikke en eneste mangler.
Lift up your eyes on high, and see who hath created these things: who bringeth out their host by number, and calleth them all by their names: by the greatness of his might, and strength, and power, not one of them was missing.
27 Hvorfor siger du, Jakob, hvi taler du, Israel, så: "Min Vej er skjult for HERREN, min Ret gled min Gud af Hænde."
Why sayest thou, O Jacob, and speakest, O Israel: My way is hid from the Lord, and my judgment is passed over from my God?
28 Ved du, hørte du ikke, at HERREN er en evig Gud, den vide Jord har han skabt? Han trættes og mattes ikke, hans Indsigt udgrundes ikke;
Knowest thou not, or hast thou not heard? the Lord is the everlasting God, who hath created the ends of the earth: he shall not faint, nor labour, neither is there any searching out of his wisdom.
29 han giver den trætte Kraft, den svage Fylde af Styrke.
It is he that giveth strength to the weary, and increaseth force and might to them that are not.
30 Ynglinge trættes og mattes, Ungersvende snubler brat,
Youths shall faint, and labour, and young men shall fall by infirmity.
31 ny Kraft får de, der bier på HERREN, de får nye Svingfjer som Ørnen; de løber uden at mattes, vandrer uden at trættes.
But they that hope in the Lord shall renew their strength, they shall take wings as eagles, they shall run and not be weary, they shall walk and not faint.
