Esajas 54
1 Jubl, du golde, der ej fødte, jubl og fryd dig, du uden Veer! Thi den forladtes Børn er flere end Hustruens Børn, siger HERREN.
“Sing, O barren, she [who] has not borne! Break forth with singing, and cry aloud, She [who] has not brought forth! For more [are] the sons of the desolate, Than the sons of the married one,” said YHWH.
2 Vid Rummet ud i dit Telt, spar ikke, men udspænd din Boligs Tæpper. Du må gøre dine Teltreb lange og slå dine Teltpæle fast.
“Enlarge the place of your tent, And they stretch out the curtains of your dwelling places, Do not restrain—lengthen your cords, And make your pins strong.
3 Thi du skal brede dig til højre og, venstre, dit Afkom tage Folk i Eje og bo i de øde Byer.
For you break forth right and left, And nations possess your seed,
4 Frygt ej, du skal ikke beskæmmes, vær ej ræd, du skal ikke skuffes! Thi din Ungdoms Skam skal du glemme, ej mindes din Enkestands Skændsel.
And they cause desolate cities to be inhabited. Do not fear, for you are not ashamed, Nor blush, for you are not confounded, For you forget the shame of your youth, And the reproach of your widowhood You do not remember anymore.
5 Thi din Ægtemand er din Skaber, hans Navn er Hærskarers HERRE, din Genløser er Israels Hellige, han kaldes al Jordens Gud.
For your Maker [is] your husband, YHWH of Hosts [is] His Name, And your Redeemer [is] the Holy One of Israel, He is called God of all the earth.
6 Som en Hustru, der sidder forladt med Sorg i Sinde, har HERREN kaldt dig. En Ungdomsviv, kan hun forstødes? siger din Gud.
For as a woman forsaken and grieved in spirit, YHWH has called you, Even a youthful wife when she is refused,” said your God.
7 Jeg forlod dig et lidet Øjeblik, men favner dig i stor Barmhjertighed;
“In a small moment I have forsaken you, And in great mercies I gather you,
8 jeg skjulte i skummende Vrede et Øjeblik mit Åsyn for dig, men forbarmer mig med evig Kærlighed, siger din Genløser, HERREN.
In overflowing wrath I hid My face [for] a moment from you, And in perpetual kindness I have loved you, Said your Redeemer—YHWH!
9 Mig er det som Noas Dage: Som jeg svor, at Noas Vande ej mer skulde oversvømme Jorden, så sværger jeg nu at jeg aldrig vil vredes og skænde på dig.
For this [is as] the days of Noah to Me, In that I have sworn that the waters of Noah Do not pass over the earth again—So I have sworn, Wrath is not on you, Nor rebuke against you.
10 Om også Bjergene viger, om også Højene rokkes, min Kærlighed viger ej fra dig, min Fredspagt rokkes ikke, så siger HERREN, din Forbarmer.
For the mountains depart, and the hills remove, And My kindness does not depart from you, And the covenant of My peace does not remove,” Says YHWH, your loving one.
11 Du arme, forblæste, utrøstede! Se, jeg bygger dig op med Smaragder, lægger din Grund med Safirer,
“O afflicted, storm-tossed, not comforted, Behold, I am laying your stones with cement, And have founded you with sapphires,
12 af Rubiner sætter jeg Tinderne, og Portene gør jeg af Karfunkler, af Ædelsten hele din Ringmur.
And have made your pinnacles of agate, And your gates of carbuncle stones, And all your border of stones of delight,
13 Alle dine Børn bliver oplært af HERREN, og stor bliver Børnenes Fred;
And all your sons are taught of YHWH, And the peace of your sons [is] abundant.
14 i Retfærd skal du grundfæstes. Vær tryg for Vold, du har intet at frygte, for Rædsler, de kommer dig ikke nær!
You establish yourself in righteousness, Be far from oppression, for you do not fear, And from ruin, for it does not come near to you.
15 Angribes du, er det uden min Vilje, falde skal hver, som angriber dig;
Behold, he diligently assembles without My desire, Whoever has assembled near you falls by you!
16 det er mig, der skaber Smeden, som blæser en Kulild op og tilvirker Våben ved sin Kunst, men Ødelæggeren skaber jeg også.
Behold, I have created an artisan, Blowing on a fire of coals, And bringing out an instrument for his work, And I have created a destroyer to destroy.
17 Intet Våben, der smedes mod dig, skal du, hver Tunge, der trætter med dig, får du dømt. Dette er HERRENs Tjeneres Lod, den Retfærd, jeg giver dem, lyder det fra HERREN.
No weapon formed against you prospers, And every tongue rising against you, You condemn in judgment. This [is] the inheritance of the servants of YHWH, And their righteousness from Me,” a declaration of YHWH!
A Dove is Sent Forth from the Ark
