Isaiah 29
1 Woe to you, O Ariel, the city of Ariel where David camped! Year upon year let your festivals recur.
Ve dig, Ariel, Ariel, Byen, hvor David slog lejr! Lad år blive føjet til år, lad Højtid følge på Højtid,
2 And I will constrain Ariel, and there will be mourning and lamentation; she will be like an altar hearth before Me.
da bringer jeg Ariel Trængsel, da kommer Sorg og Kvide, da bliver du mig et Ariel,
3 I will camp in a circle around you; I will besiege you with towers and set up siege works against you.
jeg lejrer mig mod dig som David; jeg opkaster Volde om dig, og Bolværker rejser jeg mod dig.
4 You will be brought low, you will speak from the ground, and out of the dust your words will be muffled. Your voice will be like a spirit from the ground; your speech will whisper out of the dust.
Da taler du dybt fra Jorden, dine Ord er Mumlen fra Støvet; din Røst fra Jorden skal ligne et Genfærds, dine Ord er Hvisken fra Støvet.
5 But your many foes will be like fine dust, the multitude of the ruthless like blowing chaff. Then suddenly, in an instant,
Dine Fjenders Hob skal være som Sandstøv, Voldsmændenes Hob som flyvende Avner. Brat, i et Nu skal det ske:
6 you will be visited by the LORD of Hosts with thunder and earthquake and loud noise, with windstorm and tempest and consuming flame of fire.
hjemsøges skal du af Hærskarers HERRE under Torden og Brag og vældigt Drøn, Storm og Vindstød og ædende Lue.
7 All the many nations going out to battle against Ariel— even all who war against her, laying siege and attacking her— will be like a dream, like a vision in the night,
Som et natligt Drømmesyn bliver Hoben af alle de Folk, som angriber Ariel, af alle, der angriber det og dets Fæstning og trænger det;
8 as when a hungry man dreams he is eating, then awakens still hungry; as when a thirsty man dreams he is drinking, then awakens faint and parched. So will it be for all the many nations who go to battle against Mount Zion.
som når den sultne drømmer, at han spiser, men vågner og føler sig tom, som når den tørstige drømmer, at han drikker, men vågner mat og vansmægtende, således skal det gå Hoben af alle de Folk, der angriber Zions Bjerg.
9 Stop and be astonished; blind yourselves and be sightless; be drunk, but not with wine; stagger, but not from strong drink.
Undres og studs, stir jer kun blinde, vær drukne uden Vin og rav uden Drik!
10 For the LORD has poured out on you a spirit of deep sleep. He has shut your eyes, O prophets; He has covered your heads, O seers.
Thi HERREN har udgydt over jer en Dvalens Ånd, tilbundet eders Øjne (Profeterne), tilhyllet eders Hoveder (Seerne).
11 And the entire vision will be to you like the words sealed in a scroll. If it is handed to someone to read, he will say, “I cannot, because it is sealed.”
Derfor er ethvert Syn blevet eder som Ordene i en forseglet Bog; giver man den til en, som kan læse, og siger: "Læs!" så svarer han: "Jeg kan ikke, den er jo forseglet;"
12 Or if the scroll is handed to one unable to read, he will say, “I cannot read.”
og giver man den til en, som ikke kan læse, og siger: "Læs!" så svarer han: "Jeg kan ikke læse."
13 Therefore the Lord said: “These people draw near to Me with their mouths and honor Me with their lips, but their hearts are far from Me. Their worship of Me is but rules taught by men.
Og Herren sagde: Eftersom dette Folk kun holder sig nær med sin Mund og ærer mig med sine Læber, mens Hjertet er fjernt fra mig, og fordi deres Frygt for mig blev tillærte Menneskebud,
14 Therefore I will again confound these people with wonder upon wonder. The wisdom of the wise will vanish, and the intelligence of the intelligent will be hidden.”
se, derfor handler jeg fremdeles sært og sælsomt med dette Folk; dets Vismænds Visdom forgår, de kloges Klogskab glipper.
15 Woe to those who dig deep to hide their plans from the LORD. In darkness they do their works and say, “Who sees us, and who will know?”
Ve dem, der dølger deres Råd i det dybe for HERREN, hvis Gerninger sker i Mørke, som siger: "Hvem ser os, og hvem lægger Mærke til os?"
16 You have turned things upside down, as if the potter were regarded as clay. Shall what is formed say to him who formed it, “He did not make me”? Can the pottery say of the potter, “He has no understanding”?
I Dårer, regnes Ler og Pottemager lige, så Værk kan sige om Mester: "Han skabte mig ikke!" eller Kunstværk om Kunstner: "Han fattes Forstand!"
17 In a very short time, will not Lebanon become an orchard, and the orchard seem like a forest?
Se, end om en liden Stund skal Libanon blive til Frugthave, Frugthaven regnes for Skov.
18 On that day the deaf will hear the words of the scroll, and out of the deep darkness the eyes of the blind will see.
På hin Dag hører de døve Skriftord, og friet fra Mulm og Mørke kan blindes Øjne se.
19 The humble will increase their joy in the LORD, and the poor among men will rejoice in the Holy One of Israel.
De ydmyge glædes end mere i HERREN, de fattige jubler i Israels Hellige.
20 For the ruthless will vanish, the mockers will disappear, and all who look for evil will be cut down—
Thi Voldsmand er borte, Spotter forsvundet, bortryddet hver, som er vågen til ondt,
21 those who indict a man with a word, who ensnare the mediator at the gate, and who with false charges deprive the innocent of justice.
som med Ord får et Menneske gjort skyldigt, lægger Fælde for Dommeren i Porten og kuer en retfærdig ved Opspind.
22 Therefore the LORD who redeemed Abraham says of the house of Jacob: “No longer will Jacob be ashamed and no more will his face grow pale.
Derfor, så siger HERREN, Jakobs Huses Gud, han, som udløste Abraham: Nu høster Jakob ej Skam, nu blegner hans Åsyn ikke;
23 For when he sees his children around him, the work of My hands, they will honor My name, they will sanctify the Holy One of Jacob, and they will stand in awe of the God of Israel.
thi når han ser mine Hænders Værk i sin Midte, da skal han hellige mit Navn, holde Jakobs Hellige hellig og frygte Israels Gud;
24 Then the wayward in spirit will come to understanding, and those who grumble will accept instruction.”
de, hvis Ånd for vild, vinder Indsigt, de knurrende tager mod Lære.
