Isaiah 40
1 “Comfort, comfort My people,” says your God.
Trøst, ja trøst mit Folk, så siger eders Gud,
2 “Speak tenderly to Jerusalem, and proclaim to her that her forced labor has been completed; her iniquity has been pardoned. For she has received from the hand of the LORD double for all her sins.”
tal Jerusalem kærligt til og råb kun til det, at nu er dets Strid til Ende, dets Skyld betalt, tvefold Straf har det fået af HERRENs Hånd for alle sine Synder.
3 A voice of one calling: “Prepare the way for the LORD in the wilderness; make a straight highway for our God in the desert.
I Ørkenen råber en Røst: "Ban HERRENs Vej, jævn i det øde Land en Højvej for vor Gud!
4 Every valley shall be lifted up, and every mountain and hill made low; the uneven ground will become smooth, and the rugged land a plain.
Hver Dal skal højnes, hvert Bjerg, hver Høj, skal sænkes, bakket Land blive fladt og Fjeldvæg til Slette.
5 And the glory of the LORD will be revealed, and all humanity together will see it.
Åbenbares skal HERRENs Herlighed, alt Kød til Hobe skal se den. Thi HERRENs Mund har talet."
6 A voice says, “Cry out!” And I asked, “What should I cry out?” “All flesh is like grass, and all its glory like the flowers of the field.
Der lyder en Røst, som siger: "Råb!" Jeg svarer: "Hvad skal jeg råbe?" "Alt Kød til Hobe er Græs, al dets Ynde som Markens Blomst;
7 The grass withers and the flowers fall when the breath of the LORD blows on them; indeed, the people are grass.
Græsset tørres, Blomsten visner, når HERRENs Ånde blæser derpå; visselig, Folket er Græs,
8 The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of our God stands forever.”
Græsset tørres, Blomsten visner, men vor Guds Ord bliver evindelig."
9 Go up on a high mountain, O Zion, herald of good news. Raise your voice loudly, O Jerusalem, herald of good news. Lift it up, do not be afraid! Say to the cities of Judah, “Here is your God!”
Stig op på 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 GOD comes with might, and His arm establishes His rule. His reward is with Him, and His recompense accompanies 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 tends His flock like a shepherd; He gathers the lambs in His arms and carries them close to His heart. He gently leads the nursing ewes.
han vogter sin Hjord som en Hyrde, samler den med Armen, bærer Lammene i Favn og leder de diende Får.
12 Who has measured the waters in the hollow of his hand, or marked off the heavens with the span of his hand? Who has held the dust of the earth in a basket, or weighed the mountains on a scale and the hills with a balance?
Hvo måler Vandet i sin Hånd, afmærker med Fingerspand Himlen, måler Jordens Støv i Skæppe og vejer Bjerge med Bismer eller i Vægtskål Høje?
13 Who has directed the Spirit of the LORD, or informed Him as His counselor?
Hvo leder HERRENs Ånd, råder og lærer ham noget?
14 Whom did He consult to enlighten Him, and who taught Him the paths of justice? Who imparted knowledge to Him and showed Him the way of understanding?
Hos hvem får han Råd og Indsigt, hvem lærer ham Rettens Vej, hvem kan give ham Kundskab, hvem kundgør ham indsigts Vej?
15 Surely the nations are like a drop in a bucket; they are considered a speck of dust on the scales; He lifts up the islands like fine dust.
Se, som Dråbe på Spand er Folkene, at regne som Fnug på Vægt, som et Gran vejer fjerne Strande.
16 Lebanon is not sufficient for fuel, nor its animals enough for a burnt offering.
Libanon giver ej Brændsel, dets Dyr ej Brændoffer nok.
17 All the nations are as nothing before Him; He regards them as nothingness and emptiness.
Alle Folk er som intet for ham, for Luft og Tomhed at regne.
18 To whom will you liken God? To what image will you compare Him?
Med hvem vil I ligne Gud, hvad stiller I op som hans Lige?
19 To an idol that a craftsman casts and a metalworker overlays with gold and fits with silver chains?
Et Billede det støber en Mester, en Guldsmed lægger Guld derpå, og Sølvkæder støber en anden.
20 To one bereft of an offering who chooses wood that will not rot, who seeks a skilled craftsman to set up an idol that will not topple?
Den, som vil rejse en Afgud, vælger sig Træ, som ej rådner; han søger sig en kyndig Mester til at rejse et Billede, som står.
21 Do you not know? Have you not heard? Has it not been declared to you from the beginning? Have you not understood since the foundation 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 He sits enthroned above the circle of the earth; its dwellers are like grasshoppers. He stretches out the heavens like a curtain, and spreads them out like 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 He brings the princes to nothing and makes the rulers of the earth meaningless.
Fyrster gør han til intet, Jordens Dommere til Luft.
24 No sooner are they planted, no sooner are they sown, no sooner have their stems taken root in the ground, than He blows on them and they wither, and a whirlwind sweeps them away like stubble.
Knap er de plantet, knap er de sået, knap har Stiklingen Rod i Jorden, så ånder han på dem, de visner; som Strå fejer Storm dem bort.
25 “To whom will you liken Me, or who is My equal?” asks the Holy One.
Hvem vil I ligne mig med som min Ligemand? siger den Hellige.
26 Lift up your eyes on high: Who created all these? He leads forth the starry host by number; He calls each one by name. Because of His great power and mighty strength, not one of them is missing.
Løft eders Blik til Himlen og se: Hvo skabte disse? Han mønstrer deres Hær efter Tal, kalder hver enkelt ved Navn; så stor er hans Kraft og Vælde, at ikke en eneste mangler.
27 Why do you say, O Jacob, and why do you assert, O Israel, “My way is hidden from the LORD, and my claim is ignored by my God”?
Hvorfor siger du, Jakob, hvi taler du, Israel, så: "Min Vej er skjult for HERREN, min Ret gled min Gud af Hænde."
28 Do you not know? Have you not heard? The LORD is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary; His understanding is beyond searching out.
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 increases the strength of the weak.
han giver den trætte Kraft, den svage Fylde af Styrke.
30 Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall.
Ynglinge trættes og mattes, Ungersvende snubler brat,
31 But those who wait upon the LORD will renew their strength; they will mount up with wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not faint.
ny Kraft får de, der bier på HERREN, de får nye Svingfjer som Ørnen; de løber uden at mattes, vandrer uden at trættes.
