Isaiah 50
1 Thus says Jehovah, Where is the bill of your mother's divorcement, with which I have put her away? Or which of my creditors is it to whom I have sold you? Behold, for your iniquities ye were sold, and for your transgressions your mother was put away.
Saa siger Herren: Hvor er eders Moders Skilsmissebrev, ved hvilket jeg skulde have forskudt hende? eller hvem var jeg en Skyldner, at jeg skulde have solgt eder til ham? se, I ere solgte for eders Misgerningers Skyld, og eders Moder er forskudt for eders Overtrædelsers Skyld.
2 Why, when I came, was there no man? When I called, was there none to answer? Is my hand shortened at all, that it cannot redeem? Or have I no power to deliver? Behold, at my rebuke I dry up the sea. I make the rivers a wilderness. Their fish stink because there is no water, and die for thirst.
Hvorfor er der ingen, naar jeg kommer? hvorfor svarer ingen, naar jeg kalder? er min Haand saa forkortet, at den ikke kan forløse? eller er der ingen Kraft hos mig til at redde? se, jeg udtørrer Havet ved min Trusel, jeg gør Floder til Ørk, at deres Fisk stinke, fordi der ikke er Vand, og dø af Tørst.
3 I clothe the heavens with blackness, and I make sackcloth their covering.
Jeg klæder Himmelen i sort og indhyller den i Sørgedragt.
4 The lord Jehovah has given me the tongue of those who are taught, that I may know how to sustain with words him who is weary. He awakens morning by morning. He awakens my ear to hear as those who are taught.
Den Herre, Herre har givet mig de udlærtes Tunge, at jeg ved at kvæge den mødige med et Ord; han vækker hver Morgen, ja, vækker mit Øre til at høre som de, der ere udlærte.
5 The lord Jehovah has opened my ear, and I was not rebellious, nor turned away backward.
Den Herre, Herre har aabnet mig Øret, og jeg var ikke genstridig; jeg veg ikke tilbage.
6 I gave my back to the smiters, and my cheeks to those who plucked off the hair. I did not hide my face from shame and spitting.
Jeg hengav min Ryg til dem, som sloge mig, og mine Kinder til dem, som rykkede mig i Skægget; jeg skjulte ikke mit Ansigt for Forsmædelser og Spyt.
7 For the lord Jehovah will help me. Therefore I have not been confounded. Therefore I have set my face like a flint, and I know that I shall not be put to shame.
Men den Herre, Herre skal hjælpe mig, derfor bliver jeg ikke beskæmmet, derfor gjorde jeg mit Ansigt som en haard Sten, og jeg ved, at jeg ikke bliver til Skamme.
8 He is near who justifies me. Who will contend with me? Let us stand up together. Who is my adversary? Let him come near to me.
Han er nær, som mig retfærdiggør; hvo vil trætte med mig? lader os træde frem med hinanden; hvo er den, som har Sag imod mig? han komme hid til mig!
9 Behold, the lord Jehovah will help me. Who is he who shall condemn me? Behold, all they shall grow old as a garment; the moth shall eat them up.
Se, den Herre, Herre skal hjælpe mig; hvo er den, som mig kan fordømme? se, de skulle alle ældes som et Klæde, Møl skal fortære dem.
10 Who is among you that fears Jehovah, who obeys the voice of his servant? He who walks in darkness, and has no light, let him trust in the name of Jehovah, and rely upon his God.
Hvo er iblandt eder, som frygter Herren, og som adlyder hans Tjeners Røst? naar han vandrer i Mørke og har ikke Lysets Skin, skal han forlade sig paa Herrens Navn, ja stole fast paa sin Gud.
11 Behold, all ye who kindle a fire, who gird yourselves about with firebrands, walk ye in the flame of your fire, and among the brands that ye have kindled. This ye shall have from my hand. Ye shall lie down in sorrow.
Se, alle I, som optænde en Ild og omgive eder med Blus, vandrer I kun ved eders Ilds Lys og ved de Blus, som I have tændt! Fra min Haand skal dette ske eder, i Smerte skulde I ligge.
