Esajas 62

1 For Zions Skyld vil jeg ej tie, for Jerusalems skyld ej hvile før dets Ret rinder op som Lys, som en luende Fakkel dets Frelse.

For Zion's sake I will not keep silence, And for Jerusalem's sake I will not rest, Until her deliverance break forth like the shining light, And her salvation like a blazing torch.

2 Din Ret skal Folkene skue og alle Konger din Ære. Et nyt Navn giver man dig, som HERRENs Mund skal nævne.

Then shall the nations see thy prosperity, And all the kings thy glory; Thou shalt be called by a new name, Which the mouth of Jehovah shall give thee.

3 Og du bliver en dejlig Krone i HERRENs Hånd, et kongeligt Hovedbind i Hånden på din Gud.

Thou shalt be a beautiful crown in the hand of Jehovah, A royal diadem in the hand of thy God.

4 Du kaldes ej mer "den forladte", dit Land "den ensomme"; nej, "Velbehag" kaldes du selv, og dit Land kaldes "Hustru". Thi HERREN har Velbehag i dig, dit Land skal ægtes.

No more shalt thou be called the Desolate, And thy land, the Forsaken. But thou shall be named My-delight-is-in-her. And thy land the wedded Matron. For Jehovah shall delight in thee, And thy land shall be married.

5 Som Ynglingen ægter en Jomfru, så din Bygmester dig, som Brudgom glædes ved Brud, så din Gud ved dig.

For as a young man weddeth a virgin. So shall thy children wed thee. And as a bridegroom rejoiceth in his bride, So shall thy God rejoice in thee.

6 Jeg sætter Vægtere på dine Mure, Jerusalem; ingen Sinde bag eller Nat skal de tie. I, som minder HERREN, und jer ej Ro

Upon thy walls, O Jerusalem, have I set watchmen; All the day, and all the night, shall they not keep silence; O ye that praise Jehovah, keep not silence,

7 og lad ham ikke i Ro, før han bygger Jerusalem, før han får gjort Jerusalem til Pris på Jorden.

And give him no rest, Until he establish Jerusalem, and make her a praise in the earth!

8 HERREN svor ved sin højre, sin vældige Arm: Jeg giver ej mer dine Fjender dit Korn til Føde; Mosten, du sled for, skal Udlandets Sønner ej drikke;

Jehovah hath sworn by his right hand, and his mighty arm: No more will I give thy corn to be food for thine enemies, Nor shall the sons of the stranger drink thy wine, for which thou hast labored.

9 nej, de, der høster, skal spise prisende HERREN; de, der sanker, skal drikke i min hellige Forgård.

But they that reap the harvest shall eat it, And praise Jehovah; And they that gather the vintage shall drink it, In my holy comets.

10 Drag ud gennem Portene, drag ud, ban Folket Vej, byg Vej, byg Vej, sank alle Stenene af, rejs Banner over Folkeslagene!

Pass ye, pass ye through the gates; Prepare the way for the people; Cast ye up, cast ye up the highway, Clear it from the stones; Lift up on high a standard for the tribes!

11 Se, HERREN lader det høres til Jordens Ende: Sig til Zions Datter: "Se, din Frelse kommer, se, hans Løn er med ham, hans Vinding foran ham!"

Behold, Jehovah proclaimeth to the end of the earth: “Say ye to the daughter of Zion, Behold, thy Deliverer cometh! Behold, his reward is with him, and his recompense before him!”

12 De skal kaldes: det hellige Folk, HERRENs genløste, og du: den søgte, en By, som ej er forladt.

They shall be called, The holy people, The redeemed of Jehovah. And thou shalt be called, The Sought out, The Not forsaken City.