Isaiah 16
1 Send ye the lambs for the ruler of the land from Selah to the wilderness, to the mount of the daughter of Zion.
Landets Herrer sender en Gave fra Sela gennem Ørkenen til Zions Datters Bjerg.
2 For it shall be that, as wandering birds, as a scattered nest, so shall the daughters of Moab be at the fords of the Arnon.
Og ret som flagrende Fugle, som en opskræmt Rede er Moabs Døtre ved Arnons Vadesteder.
3 Give counsel, execute justice, make thy shade as the night in the midst of the noonday. Hide the outcasts. Do not betray the fugitive.
»Kom med et Raad, gør Ende derpaa, lad din Skygge blive som Natten ved højlys Dag, skjul de bortdrevne, røb ej de flyende!
4 Let my outcasts dwell with thee. As for Moab, be thou a covert to him from the face of the destroyer. For the extortioner is brought to nothing. Destruction ceases. The oppressors are consumed out of the land.
Giv Moabs bortdrevne Tilhold hos dig, vær dem et Skjul for den, som hærger! Er først Voldsmanden borte, Ødelæggelsen omme, Undertrykkeren ude af Landet,
5 And a throne shall be established in loving kindness, and he shall sit on it in truth, in the tent of David, judging, and seeking justice, and swift to do righteousness.
skal en Trone rejses med Mildhed, og paa den skal sidde en Dommer med Trofasthed i Davids Telt, ivrig for Ret og øvet i Retfærd.«
6 We have heard of the pride of Moab, that he is very proud, even of his arrogance, and his pride, and his wrath. His boastings are nothing.
»Vi har hørt om Moabs Hovmod, det saare store, dets Overmod, Hovmod og Frækhed, dets tomme Snak.«
7 Therefore Moab shall wail for Moab, everyone shall wail. Ye shall mourn for the raisin-cakes of Kir-hareseth, utterly stricken.
Derfor jamrer Moab over Moab, alle jamrer; Kir-Haresets Rosinkager sukker de sønderknust over.
8 For the fields of Heshbon languish, and the vine of Sibmah. The lords of the nations have broken down the choice branches of it, which reached even to Jazer, which wandered into the wilderness. Its shoots were spread abroad. They passed over the sea.
Thi visne er Hesjbons Marker, Sibmas Vinstok, hvis Druer slog Folkenes Herrer til Jorden; den naaede Ja'zer, famled gennem Ørkenen, dens Ranker bredte sig, overskred Havet.
9 Therefore I will weep with the weeping of Jazer for the vine of Sibmah. I will water thee with my tears, O Heshbon, and Elealeh. for upon thy summer fruits and upon thy harvest the battle shout has fallen.
Derfor græder jeg Ja'zers Graad over Sibmas Vinstok, væder med min Taare Hesjbon, og El'ale; thi et Vinperserraab slog ned paa din Frugt og din Høst,
10 And gladness is taken away, and joy out of the fruitful field. And in the vineyards there shall be no singing nor joyful noise. No treader shall tread out wine in the presses. I have made the vintage shout to cease.
fra Frugthaver svandt baade Glæde og Jubel; i Vingaarde jubles der ikke, der lyder ej Raab, i Karrene trampes ej Vin, Vinperserraabet er tystnet.
11 Therefore my heart sounds like a harp for Moab, and my inward parts for Kir-heres.
Derfor bæver mit Indre som Citren for Moab, mit Hjerte for Kir-Heres.
12 And it shall come to pass, when Moab presents himself, when he wearies himself upon the high place, and shall come to his sanctuary to pray, that he shall not prevail.
Og naar Moab viser sig paa Offerhøjen, naar det gør sig Møje og kommer til sin Helligdom for at bede, udretter det intet.
13 This is the word that Jehovah spoke concerning Moab in time past.
Det er Ordet, HERREN fordum talede til Moab.
14 But now Jehovah has spoken, saying, Within three years, as the years of a hireling, the glory of Moab shall be brought into contempt, with all his great multitude. And the remnant shall be very small and of no account.
Men nu siger HERREN: Om tre Aar, som Daglejeren regner Aaret, skal Moabs Herlighed vanæres med al den store larmende Hob. Resten bliver lille, ringe og afmægtig.
