Isaiah 64
1 Oh that thou would rend the heavens, that thou would come down, that the mountains might quake at thy presence,
Gid du sønderrev Himlen og steg ned, saa Bjergene vakled for dit Aasyn!
2 as when fire kindles the brushwood, and the fire causes the waters to boil, to make thy name known to thine adversaries, that the nations may tremble at thy presence!
Som Vokset smelter i Ild, saa lad Ild fortære dine Fjender, at dit Navn maa kendes iblandt dem og Folkene bæve for dit Aasyn,
3 When thou did fearful things which we did not look for, thou came down; the mountains quaked at thy presence.
naar du gør Undere, vi ikke vented, — du stiger ned, for dit Aasyn vakler Bjergene —
4 For from of old men have not heard, nor perceived by the ear, neither has the eye seen, O God, besides thee, what he has prepared for him who waits for him.
og som ingen Sinde er hørt. Intet Øre har hørt, intet Øje har set en Gud uden dig, som hjælper den, der haaber paa ham.
5 Thou meet him who rejoices and works righteousness, those who remember thee in thy ways. Behold, thou were angry, and we sinned. Therefore we have erred.
Du ser til dem, der øver Retfærd og kommer dine Veje i Hu. Men se, du blev vred, og vi synded, og skyldige blev vi derved.
6 For we have all become as unclean, and all our righteous acts are as a polluted garment. And we all fade as a leaf. And our iniquities, like the wind, take us away.
Som urene blev vi til Hobe, som en tilsølet Klædning al vor Retfærd. Vi visnede alle som Løvet, vor Brøde bortvejred os som Vinden.
7 And there is none who calls upon thy name, who stirs himself up to take hold of thee. For thou have hid thy face from us, and have consumed us through our iniquities.
Ingen paakaldte dit Navn, tog sig sammen og holdt sig til dig; thi du skjulte dit Aasyn for os og gav os vor Brøde i Vold.
8 But now, O Jehovah, thou are our Father. We are the clay, and thou our potter, and we are all the work of thy hand.
Men du, o HERRE, er dog vor Fader, vi er Leret, og du har dannet os, Værk af din Haand er vi alle.
9 Be not angry very severely, O Jehovah, nor remember iniquity forever. Behold, look, we beseech thee, we are all thy people.
Vredes ej, HERRE, saa saare, kom ej evigt Brøde i Hu, se dog til, vi er alle dit Folk!
10 Thy holy cities have become a wilderness. Zion has become a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation.
Dine hellige Byer er Ørk, Zion er blevet en Ørk, Jerusalem ligger i Grus;
11 Our holy and our beautiful house, where our fathers praised thee, is burned with fire, and all our pleasant places are laid waste.
vort hellige, herlige Tempel, hvor Fædrene priste dig, er blevet Luernes Rov, en Grushob er alt, hvad vi elsked.
12 Will thou restrain thyself for these things, O Jehovah? Will thou hold thy peace, and afflict us very severely?
Ser du roligt HERRE, paa sligt, kan du tie og bøje os saa dybt?
