Isaiah 40
1 Comfort ye, comfort ye my people, says your God.
Trøster, trøster mit Folk, siger eders Gud;
2 Speak ye comfortably to Jerusalem, and cry to her, that her warfare has been completed, that her iniquity is pardoned, that she has received of Jehovah's hand double for all her sins.
taler kærligt til Jerusalem og raaber til den, at dens Strid er fuldendt, at dens Skyld er betalt, at den har faaet dobbelt af Herrens Haand uagtet alle dens Synder.
3 The voice of a man crying out in the wilderness, Prepare ye the way of Jehovah, make straight in the desert a highway for our God.
Der er en Røst af en, som raaber i Ørken: Bereder Herrens Vej, jævner vor Guds banede Vej paa den slette Mark!
4 Every valley shall be exalted, and every mountain and hill shall be made low. And the crooked shall become straight, and the rough places smooth.
Hver Dal skal hæves, og hvert Bjerg og hver Høj skal sænkes; og hvad som er bakket, skal blive jævnt, og det knudrede skal blive som en Slette.
5 And the glory of Jehovah shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together. For the mouth of Jehovah has spoken it.
Og Herrens Herlighed skal aabenbares; og alt Kød til Hobe skal se det; thi Herrens Mund har talt.
6 The voice said, Cry. And he said, What shall I cry? All flesh is grass, and all the goodliness of it is as the flower of the field.
Der er en Røst af en, som siger: Raab! og der svares: Hvad skal jeg raabe? Alt Kød er Hø, og al dets Ynde er som et Blomster paa Marken.
7 The grass withers, the flower fades, because the breath of Jehovah blows upon it. Surely the people is grass.
Høet bliver tørt, Blomsteret falder af; thi Herrens Aande blæser derpaa, ja visselig er Folket Hø.
8 The grass withers, the flower fades, but the word of our God shall stand forever.
Høet bliver tørt, Blomsteret falder af, men vor Guds Ord bestaar evindelig.
9 O thou who tell good news to Zion, get thee up on a high mountain. O thou who tell good news to Jerusalem, lift up thy voice with strength. Lift it up, be not afraid, say to the cities of Judah, Behold, your God!
Du, som bærer Zion et godt Budskab, stig op paa et højt Bjerg! du, som bærer Jerusalem et godt Budskab, opløft din Røst med Magt, opløft den, og frygt ikke; sig til Judas Stæder: Se, eders Gud!
10 Behold, the lord Jehovah will come as a mighty one, and his arm will rule for him. Behold, his reward is with him, and his recompense before him.
Se, den Herre, Herre skal komme med Vælde, og hans Arm hersker for ham; se, hans Løn er med ham, og Gengældelsen fra ham er for hans Ansigt.
11 He will feed his flock like a shepherd. He will gather the lambs in his arm, and carry them in his bosom, and will gently lead those who have their young.
Som en Hyrde skal han vogte sin Hjord, samle Lammene i sin Arm og bære dem i sit Skød; han skal lede de Faar, som give Die.
12 Who has measured the waters in the hollow of his hand, and meted out heaven with the span, and comprehended the dust of the earth in a measure, and weighed the mountains in scales, and the hills in a balance?
Hvo har maalt Vandet med sin hule Haand? og afmaalt Himmelen i Spand? og samlet Jordens Støv i Tredingsmaal? hvo har vejet Bjergene med Vægt og Højene paa Vægtskaale?
13 Who has known the mind of Jehovah, or being his counselor has taught him?
Hvo har udmaalt Herrens Aand, og hvo har som hans Raadgiver undervist ham?
14 With whom did he take counsel. And who instructed him, and taught him in the path of justice. And taught him knowledge, and showed to him the way of understanding?
Med hvem har han raadført sig, som har givet ham Forstand og lært ham Rettens Vej og lært ham Kundskab og undervist ham om Visdommens Vej?
15 Behold, the nations are as a drop of a bucket, and are accounted as the small dust of the balance. Behold, he takes up the isles as a very little thing.
Se, Folkefærd ere agtede for ham som en Draabe af en Spand og som et Gran i Vægtskaalen; se, Øer hæver han i Vejret som fint Støv.
16 And Lebanon is not sufficient to burn, nor the beasts of it sufficient for a burnt offering.
Og Libanon er ikke nok til Brændsel og Dyr der ikke nok til Brændoffer.
17 All the nations are as nothing before him. They are accounted by him as less than nothing, and vanity.
Alle Folkefærd ere som intet for ham; de ere agtede for ham som intet og som Tomhed.
18 To whom then will ye liken God? Or what likeness will ye compare to him?
Ved hvem ville I da ligne Gud? eller under hvilken Lignelse ville I fremstille ham?
19 The image, a workman has cast it, and the goldsmith overlays it with gold, and casts for it silver chains.
En Mester støber et Billede og en Guldsmed beslaar det med Guld, og en anden Guldsmed støber Sølvkæder.
20 He who is too impoverished for such an oblation chooses a tree that will not rot. He seeks for him a skilful workman to set up a graven image that shall not be moved.
Hvo som er for fattig til saadan en Gave, udvælger Træ, som ikke raadner; han søger sig en dygtig Mester til at berede et Billede, som ikke vakler.
21 Have ye not known? Have yet not heard? Has it not been told you from the beginning? Have ye not understood from the foundations of the earth?
Ville I ikke forstaa? ville I ikke høre? er det ikke forkyndt eder fra Begyndelsen? have I ikke forstaaet, af hvem Jordens Grundvold er lagt?
22 It is he who sits above the circle of the earth, and the inhabitants thereof are as grasshoppers, who stretches out the heavens as a curtain, and spreads them out as a tent to dwell in,
Han er den, som sidder over Jordens Kreds, og de, som bo derpaa, ere som Græshopper; han, der udspænder Himlene som et tyndt Tæppe og udbreder dem som et Telt til at bo udi;
23 who brings rulers to nothing, who makes the judges of the earth as vanity.
han, som gør Fyrsterne til intet og gør Jordens Dommere til tomme Navne.
24 Yea, they have not been planted. Yea, they have not been sown. Yea, their stock has not taken root in the earth. Moreover he blows upon them, and they wither, and the whirlwind takes them away as stubble.
Næppe ere de plantede, næppe ere de saaede, og næppe er deres Stub rodfæstet i Jorden: Saa blæser han paa dem, og de blive tørre, og en Storm tager dem bort som Halm.
25 To whom then will ye liken me, that I should be equal to him? says the Holy One.
Hvem ville I da ligne mig ved, som jeg skulde være lig? siger den Hellige.
26 Lift up your eyes on high, and see who has created these, who brings out their host by number. He calls them all by name, by the greatness of his might. And because he is strong in power, not one is lacking.
Opløfter eders Øjne imod det høje og ser: Hvo skabte disse Ting? han som udfører deres Hær efter Tal; han kalder dem alle ved Navn; formedelst hans vældige Magt og store Kraft fattes ikke een.
27 Why do thou say, O Jacob, and speak, O Israel, My way is hid from Jehovah. And the justice due to me is passed away from my God?
Hvorfor vil du, Jakob, sige, og du, Israel, tale: Min Vej er skjult for Herren, og min Ret gaar min Gud forbi?
28 Have thou not known? Have thou not heard? The everlasting God, Jehovah, the Creator of the ends of the earth, faints not, nor is weary. There is no searching of his understanding.
Ved du ikke, eller har du ikke hørt det? en evig Gud er Herren, han har skabt Jordens Ender, han kan ikke blive træt, ej heller vansmægte; hans Forstand er uransagelig.
29 He gives power to the faint. And to him who has no might he increases strength.
Han giver den trætte Kraft og formerer Styrke hos den, som ingen Kræfter har.
30 Even the youths shall faint and be weary, and the young men shall utterly fall.
De unge skulle blive trætte og vansmægte, og Ungersvende skulle falde brat.
31 But those who wait for Jehovah shall renew their strength. They shall mount up with wings as eagles. They shall run, and not be weary. They shall walk, and not faint.
Men de, som forvente Herren, skulle forny deres Kraft, de skulle opfare med Vinger som Ørnene, de skulle løbe og ikke vansmægte, gaa frem og ikke blive trætte.
