Esajas 57

1 Den retfærdige omkom, og ingen tænkte derover, fromme Mænd reves bort, det ænsede ingen; thi bort blev den retfærdige revet for Ondskabens Skyld

The upright man goes to his death, and no one gives a thought to it; and god-fearing men are taken away, and no one is troubled by it; for the upright man is taken away because of evil-doing, and goes into peace.

2 og gik ind til Fred; på Gravlejet hviler nu de, som vandrede ret.

They are at rest in their last resting-places, every one going straight before him.

3 Men I, kom nu her, I Troldkvindens Børn, I, Horkarls og Skøges Yngel:

But come near, you sons of her who is wise in secret arts, the seed of her who is false to her husband, and of the loose woman.

4 Hvem er det, I spotter? Hvem vrænger I Mund, hvem rækker I Tunge ad? Er I ej Syndens Børn og Løgnens Yngel?

Of whom do you make sport? against whom is your mouth open wide and your tongue put out? are you not uncontrolled children, a false seed,

5 I, som er i Brynde ved Ege, under hvert grønt Træ, I, som slagter Børn i Dale. i Klippernes Kløfter!

You who are burning with evil desire among the oaks, under every green tree; putting children to death in the valleys, under the cracks of the rocks?

6 Dalenes glatte Sten er din Del og din Lod, du udgyder Drikofre for dem, bringer dem Gaver. Skal jeg være tilfreds med sligt?

Among the smooth stones of the valley is your heritage; they, even they, are your part: even to them have you made a drink offering and a meal offering. Is it possible for such things to be overlooked by me?

7 På høje og knejsende Bjerge redte du Leje, også der steg du op for at slagte dit Offer;

You have put your bed on a high mountain: there you went up to make your offering.

8 bag Døren og Dørens Stolpe satte du dit Tegn; thi du sveg mig og blotted dig, steg op, gjorde lejet bredt, købte Samlejets Elskov af dem, så deres Skam;

And on the back of the doors and on the pillars you have put your sign: for you have been false to me with another; you have made your bed wide, and made an agreement with them; you had a desire for their bed where you saw it

9 du salved dig med Olie for Molok og ødsled med Røgelse, sendte dine Bud til det fjerne, steg ned til Dødsriget, (Sheol h7585)

And you went to Melech with oil and much perfume, and you sent your representatives far off, and went as low as the underworld. (Sheol h7585)

10 du blev træt af den lange Vej, men opgav ej Ævred; du samlede atter din Kraft og gav ikke op.

You were tired with your long journeys; but you did not say, There is no hope: you got new strength, and so you were not feeble.

11 For hvem var du ræd og angst? Thi på Løgn var du inde, og mig kom du ikke i Hu, brød dig ikke om mig. Jeg er jo stum og blind, mig frygted du ikke.

And of whom were you in fear, so that you were false, and did not keep me in mind, or give thought to it? Have I not been quiet, keeping myself secret, and so you were not in fear of me?

12 Ja, jeg vil forkynde din Retfærd og dine Gerninger;

I will make clear what your righteousness is like and your works; you will have no profit in them.

13 din Gudeflok hjælper og redder dig ej på dit Råb; en Storm bortfejer dem alle, el Vindstød tager dem. Men den, der lider på mig, skal arve Landet og eje mit hellige Bjerg.

Your false gods will not keep you safe in answer to your cry; but the wind will take them, they will be gone like a breath: but he who puts his hope in me will take the land, and will have my holy mountain as his heritage.

14 Og det lyder: "Byg Vej, byg Vej og ban den. ryd Hindringer bort for mit Folk!"

And I will say, Make it high, make it high, get ready the way, take the stones out of the way of my people.

15 Thi så siger den højt ophøjede, som troner evigt, hvis Navn er "Hellig": I Højhed og Hellighed bor jeg, hos den knuste, i Ånden bøjede for at kalde de bøjedes Ånd og de knustes Hjerte til Live.

For this is the word of him who is high and lifted up, whose resting-place is eternal, whose name is Holy: my resting-place is in the high and holy place, and with him who is crushed and poor in spirit, to give life to the spirit of the poor, and to make strong the heart of the crushed.

16 Thi evigt går jeg ikke i Rette, evindelig vredes jeg ej; så vansmægted Ånden for mit Ansigt, Sjæle, som jeg har skabt,

For I will not give punishment for ever, or be angry without end: for from me breath goes out; and I it was who made the souls.

17 For hans Gridskheds Skyld blev jeg vred, slog ham og skjulte mig i Harme; han fulgte i Frafald sit Hjertes Vej.

I was quickly angry with his evil ways, and sent punishment on him, veiling my face in wrath: and he went on, turning his heart from me.

18 Jeg så hans Vej, men nu vil jeg læge og lede ham og give ham Trøst til Bod;

I have seen his ways, and I will make him well: I will give him rest, comforting him and his people who are sad.

19 hos de sørgende skaber jeg Læbernes Frugt, Fred, Fred for fjern og nær, siger HERREN, og nu vil jeg læge ham.

I will give the fruit of the lips: Peace, peace, to him who is near and to him who is far off, says the Lord; and I will make him well.

20 Men de gudløse er som det oprørte Hav, der ikke kan komme til Ro, hvis Bølger opskyller Mudder og Dynd.

But the evil-doers are like the troubled sea, for which there is no rest, and its waters send up earth and waste.

21 De gudløse har ingen Fred, siger min Gud.

There is no peace, says my God, for the evil-doers.