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1 Og det skal ske i de sidste Dage, at HERRENS Huses Bjerg, grundfæstet på Bjergenes Top, skal løfte sig op over Højene. Did skal Folkeslag strømme.
And at the last days the mountain of the Lord shall be manifest, established on the tops of the mountains, and it shall be exalted above the hills; and the peoples shall hasten to it.
2 og talrige Folk komme vandrende: "Kom, lad os drage til HERRENs Bjerg, til Jakobs Guds Hus; os skal han lære sine Veje, så vi kan gå på hans Stier; thi fra Zion udgår Åbenbaring, fra Jerusalem HERRENs Ord."
And many nations shall go, and say, Come, let us go up to the mountain of the Lord, and to the house of the God of Jacob; and they shall show us his way, and we will walk in his paths: for out of Sion shall go forth a law, and the word of the Lord from Jerusalem.
3 Da dømmer han mange Folkeslag imellem, skifter Ret mellem talrige, fjerne Folk; deres Sværd skal de smede til Plovjern, deres Spyd til Vingårdsknive; Folk skal ej løfte Sværd mod Folk, ej øve sig i Våbenfærd mer.
And he shall judge among many peoples, and shall rebuke strong nations afar off; and they shall beat their swords into plowshares, and their spears into sickles; and nation shall no more lift up sword against nation, neither shall they learn to war any more.
4 Da sidder hver under sin Vinstok og sit Figenfræ, og ingen. skræmmer dem, så sandt Hærskarers HERREs Mund har talet.
And every one shall rest under his vine, and every one under his fig tree; and there shall be none to alarm [them]: for the mouth of the Lord Almighty has spoken these [words].
5 Thi alle Folkeslag vandrer hvert i sin Guds Navn, men vi vil vandre i HERREN vor Guds Navn for evigt og altid.
For all [other] nations shall walk everyone in his own way, but we will walk in the name of the Lord our God for ever and ever.
6 På hin Dag, lyder det fra HERREN, samler jeg det, der halter, sanker det spredte sammen og det, jeg har hjemsøgt med ondt.
In that day, says the Lord, I will gather her that is bruised, and will receive her that is cast out, and those whom I rejected.
7 Det haltende gør jeg til en Rest, det svage til et kraftigt Folk; og HERREN er Konge over dem på Zions Bjerg fra nu og til evig Tid.
And I will make her that was bruised a remnant, and her that was rejected a mighty nation: and the Lord shall reign over them in mount Sion from henceforth, even for ever.
8 Men du, o Hyrdetårn, Zions Datters Høj, til dig skal det komme, det forrige Herredømme tilfalde dig, Jerusalems Datters Rige.
And you, dark tower of the flock, daughter of Sion, on you the dominion shall come and enter in, [even] the first kingdom from Babylon to the daughter of Jerusalem.
9 Hvi skriger du dog så højt? Er Kongen ikke i dig? Er da din Rådgiver borte, nu du grebes af Fødselsveer?
And now, why have you known calamities? was there not a king to you? or has your counsel perished that pangs as of a woman in travail have seized upon you?
10 Vrid dig og vånd dig som i Barnsnød, Zions Datter! Thi nu skal du ud af Byen og bo på Marken, og du skal komme til Babel; der skal du frelses, der vil HERREN genløse dig af dine Fjenders Hånd.
Be in pain, and strengthen yourself, and draw near, O daughter of Sion, as a woman in travail: for now you shall go forth out of the city, and shall lodge in the plain, and shall reach even to Babylon: thence shall the Lord your God deliver you, and thence shall he redeem you out of the hand of your enemies.
11 Nu er de samlet imod dig, de mange Folk, som siger: "Vanæres skal det; vort Øje skal se med Skadefryd på Zion."
And now have many nations gathered against you, saying, We will rejoice, and our eyes shall look upon Sion.
12 Men de, de kender ikke det mindste til HERRENs Tanker, de fatter ikke hans Råd, at han samled dem som Neg på Lo.
But they know not the thought of the Lord, and have not understood his counsel: for he has gathered them as sheaves of the floor.
13 Op og tærsk, du Zions Datter! Thi jeg giver dig Horn af Jern, jeg giver dig Klove af Kobber. Du skal knuse de mange Folk, lægge Band på Byttet for HERREN, på Godset for al Jordens Herre.
Arise, and thresh them, O daughter of Sion: for I will make your horns iron, and I will make your hoofs brass: and you shall utterly destroy many nations, and shall consecrate their abundance to the Lord, and their strength to the Lord of all the earth.
