Isaiah 40
1 Comfort ye, comfort ye my people, says your God.
Trøst, ja trøst mit Folk, saa 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.
tal Jerusalem kærligt til og raab kun til det, at nu er dets Strid til Ende, dets Skyld betalt, tvefold Straf har det faaet af HERRENS Haand for alle sine 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.
I Ørkenen raaber en Røst: »Ban HERRENS Vej, jævn i det øde Land en Højvej for vor Gud!
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 højnes, hvert Bjerg, hver Høj skal sænkes, bakket Land blive fladt og Fjeldvæg til 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.
Aabenbares skal HERRENS Herlighed, alt Kød til Hobe skal se den. Thi HERRENS Mund har talet.«
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 lyder en Røst, som siger: »Raab!« Jeg svarer: »Hvad skal jeg raabe?« »Alt Kød til Hobe er Græs, al dets Ynde som Markens Blomst;
7 The grass withers, the flower fades, because the breath of Jehovah blows upon it. Surely the people is grass.
Græsset tørres, Blomsten visner, naar HERRENS Aande blæser derpaa; visselig, Folket er Græs,
8 The grass withers, the flower fades, but the word of our God shall stand forever.
Græsset tørres, Blomsten visner, men vor Guds Ord bliver 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!
Stig op paa højen Bjerg, du Zions Glædesbud, løft din Røst med Kraft, du Jerusalems Glædesbud, løft den uden Frygt og sig til Judas Byer: »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 HERREN kommer med Vælde, han hersker med sin Arm. Se, hans Løn er med ham, hans Vinding foran ham,
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.
han vogter sin Hjord som en Hyrde, samler den med Armen, bærer Lammene i Favn og leder de diende Faar.
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 maaler Vandet i sin Haand, afmærker med Fingerspand Himlen, maaler Jordens Støv i Skæppe og vejer Bjerge med Bismer eller i Vægtskaal Høje?
13 Who has known the mind of Jehovah, or being his counselor has taught him?
Hvo leder HERRENS Aand, raader og lærer ham noget?
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?
Hos hvem faar han Raad og Indsigt, hvem lærer ham Rettens Vej, hvem kan give ham Kundskab, hvem kundgør ham indsigts 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, som Draabe paa Spand er Folkene, at regne som Fnug paa Vægt, som et Gran vejer fjerne Strande.
16 And Lebanon is not sufficient to burn, nor the beasts of it sufficient for a burnt offering.
Libanon giver ej Brændsel, dets Dyr ej Brændoffer nok.
17 All the nations are as nothing before him. They are accounted by him as less than nothing, and vanity.
Alle Folk er som intet for ham, for Luft og Tomhed at regne.
18 To whom then will ye liken God? Or what likeness will ye compare to him?
Med hvem vil I ligne Gud, hvad stiller I op som hans Lige?
19 The image, a workman has cast it, and the goldsmith overlays it with gold, and casts for it silver chains.
Et Billede — det støber en Mester, en Guldsmed lægger Guld derpaa, og Sølvkæder støber en anden.
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.
Den, som vil rejse en Afgud, vælger sig Træ, som ej raadner; han søger sig en kyndig Mester til at rejse et Billede, som staar.
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?
Ved I, hører I det ikke, er det ikke forkyndt jer for længst? Har I da ikke skønnet det, fra Jordens Grundvold blev 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 troner over Jordens Kreds, som Græshopper er dens Beboere; han udbreder Himlen som en Dug og spænder den ud som et Teltbo.
23 who brings rulers to nothing, who makes the judges of the earth as vanity.
Fyrster gør han til intet, Jordens Dommere til Luft.
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.
Knap er de plantet, knap er de saaet, knap har Stiklingen Rod i Jorden, saa aander han paa dem, de visner; som Straa fejer Storm dem bort.
25 To whom then will ye liken me, that I should be equal to him? says the Holy One.
Hvem vil I ligne mig med som min Ligemand? 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.
Løft eders Blik til Himlen og se: Hvo skabte disse? Han mønstrer deres Hær efter Tal, kalder hver enkelt ved Navn; saa stor er hans Kraft og Vælde, at ikke en eneste mangler.
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 siger du, Jakob, hvi taler du, Israel, saa: »Min Vej er skjult for HERREN, min Ret gled min Gud af Hænde.«
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, hørte du ikke, at HERREN er en evig Gud, den vide Jord har han skabt? Han trættes og mattes ikke, hans Indsigt udgrundes ikke;
29 He gives power to the faint. And to him who has no might he increases strength.
han giver den trætte Kraft, den svage Fylde af Styrke.
30 Even the youths shall faint and be weary, and the young men shall utterly fall.
Ynglinge trættes og mattes, Ungersvende snubler 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.
ny Kraft faar de, der bier paa HERREN, de faar nye Svingfjer som Ørnen; de løber uden at mattes, vandrer uden at trættes.
