Isaiah 47

1 “Go down and sit in the dust, O Virgin Daughter of Babylon. Sit on the ground without a throne, O Daughter of Chaldea! For you will no longer be called tender or delicate.

Stig ned, sid i Støvet, du Jomfru, Babels Datter, sid uden Trone på Jorden, Kaldæernes Datter! Thi ikke mer skal du kaldes den fine, forvænte!

2 Take millstones and grind flour; remove your veil; strip off your skirt, bare your thigh, and wade through the streams.

Tag fat på Kværnen, mal Mel, læg Sløret bort, løft Slæbet, blot dine Ben og vad over Strømmen!

3 Your nakedness will be uncovered and your shame will be exposed. I will take vengeance; I will spare no one.”

Din Blusel skal blottes, din Skam skal ses. Hævn tager jeg uden Skånsel, siger vor Genløser,

4 Our Redeemer—the LORD of Hosts is His name— is the Holy One of Israel.

hvis Navn er Hærskarers HERRE, Israels Hellige.

5 “Sit in silence and go into darkness, O Daughter of Chaldea. For you will no longer be called the queen of kingdoms.

Sid tavs og gå ind i Mørke, Kaldæernes Datter, thi ikke mer skal du kaldes Rigernes Dronning!

6 I was angry with My people; I profaned My heritage, and I placed them under your control. You showed them no mercy; even on the elderly you laid a most heavy yoke.

Jeg vrededes på mit Folk, vanæred min Arv, gav dem hen i din Hånd; du viste dem ingen Medynk, du lagde dit tunge Åg på Oldingens Nakke.

7 You said, ‘I will be queen forever.’ You did not take these things to heart or consider their outcome.

Du sagde: "Jeg bliver evindelig Evigheds Dronning." Du tog dig det ikke til Hjerte, brød dig ikke om Enden.

8 So now hear this, O lover of luxury who sits securely, who says to herself, ‘I am, and there is none besides me. I will never be a widow or know the loss of children.’

Så hør nu, du yppige, du, som sidder i Tryghed, som siger i Hjertet: "Kun jeg, og ellers ingen! Aldrig skal jeg sidde Enke, ej kende til Barnløshed."

9 These two things will overtake you in a moment, in a single day: loss of children, and widowhood. They will come upon you in full measure, in spite of your many sorceries and the potency of your spells.

Begge Dele skal ramme dig brat samme Dag, Barnløshed og Enkestand ramme dig i fuldeste Mål, dine mange Trylleord, din megen Trolddom til Trods,

10 You were secure in your wickedness; you said, ‘No one sees me.’ Your wisdom and knowledge led you astray; you told yourself, ‘I am, and there is none besides me.’

skønt du tryg i din Ondskab sagde: "ingen ser mig." Din Visdom og Viden var det, der ledte dig vild, så du sagde i Hjertet: "Kun jeg, og ellers ingen!"

11 But disaster will come upon you; you will not know how to charm it away. A calamity will befall you that you will be unable to ward off. Devastation will happen to you suddenly and unexpectedly.

Dig rammer et Onde, du ikke kan købe bort, over dig falder et Vanheld, du ikke kan sone, Undergang rammer dig brat, når mindst du aner det.

12 So take your stand with your spells and with your many sorceries, with which you have wearied yourself from your youth. Perhaps you will succeed; perhaps you will inspire terror!

Kom med din Trolddom og med dine mange Trylleord, med hvilke du umaged dig fra din Ungdom, om du kan bøde derpå og skræmme det bort.

13 You are wearied by your many counselors; let them come forward now and save you— your astrologers who observe the stars, who monthly predict your fate.

Med Rådgiverhoben sled du dig træt, lad dem møde, lad Himmelgranskerne frelse dig, Stjernekigerne, som Måned for Måned kundgør, hvad dig skal ske!

14 Surely they are like stubble; the fire will burn them up. They cannot deliver themselves from the power of the flame. There will be no coals to warm them or fire to sit beside.

Se, de er blevet som Strå, de, fortæres af Ild, de frelser ikke deres Liv fra Luens Magt. "Ingen Glød til Varme, ej Bål at sidde ved!"

15 This is what they are to you— those with whom you have labored and traded from youth— each one strays in his own direction; not one of them can save you.

Sligt får du af dem, du umaged dig med, dine Troldmænd fra Ungdommen af; de raver hver til sin Side, dig frelser ingen.