Isaiah 54
1 “Shout for joy, O barren woman, who bears no children; break forth in song and cry aloud, you who have never travailed; because more are the children of the desolate woman than of her who has a husband,”
Jubl, du golde, der ej fødte, jubl og fryd dig, du uden Veer! Thi den forladtes Børn er flere end Hustruens Børn, siger HERREN.
2 “Enlarge the site of your tent, stretch out the curtains of your dwellings, do not hold back. Lengthen your ropes and drive your stakes in deep.
Vid Rummet ud i dit Telt, spar ikke, men udspænd din Boligs Tæpper. Du maa gøre dine Teltreb lange og slaa dine Teltpæle fast.
3 For you will spread out to the right and left; your descendants will dispossess the nations and inhabit the desolate cities.
Thi du skal brede dig til højre og venstre, dit Afkom tage Folk i Eje og bo i de øde Byer.
4 Do not be afraid, for you will not be put to shame; do not be intimidated, for you will not be humiliated. For you will forget the shame of your youth and will remember no more the reproach of your widowhood.
Frygt ej, du skal ikke beskæmmes, vær ej ræd, du skal ikke skuffes! Thi din Ungdoms Skam skal du glemme, ej mindes din Enkestands Skændsel.
5 For your husband is your Maker— the LORD of Hosts is His name— the Holy One of Israel is your Redeemer; He is called the God of all the earth.
Thi din Ægtemand er din Skaber, hans Navn er Hærskarers HERRE, din Genløser er Israels Hellige, han kaldes al Jordens Gud.
6 For the LORD has called you back, like a wife deserted and wounded in spirit, like the rejected wife of one’s youth,” says your God.
Som en Hustru, der sidder forladt med Sorg i Sinde, har HERREN kaldt dig. En Ungdomsviv, kan hun forstødes? siger din Gud.
7 “For a brief moment I forsook you, but with great compassion I will bring you back.
Jeg forlod dig et lidet Øjeblik, men favner dig i stor Barmhjertighed;
8 In a surge of anger I hid My face from you for a moment, but with everlasting kindness I will have compassion on you,” says the LORD your Redeemer.
jeg skjulte i skummende Vrede et Øjeblik mit Aasyn for dig, men forbarmer mig med evig Kærlighed, siger din Genløser, HERREN.
9 “For to Me this is like the days of Noah, when I swore that the waters of Noah would never again cover the earth. So I have sworn that I will not be angry with you or rebuke you.
Mig er det som Noas Dage: Som jeg svor, at Noas Vande ej mer skulde oversvømme Jorden, saa sværger jeg nu, at jeg aldrig vil vredes og skænde paa dig.
10 Though the mountains may be removed and the hills may be shaken, My loving devotion will not depart from you, and My covenant of peace will not be broken,” says the LORD, who has compassion on you.
Om ogsaa Bjergene viger, om ogsaa Højene rokkes, min Kærlighed viger ej fra dig, min Fredspagt rokkes ikke, saa siger HERREN, din Forbarmer.
11 “O afflicted city, lashed by storms, without solace, surely I will set your stones in antimony and lay your foundations with sapphires.
Du arme, forblæste, utrøstede! Se, jeg bygger dig op med Smaragder, lægger din Grund med Safirer,
12 I will make your pinnacles of rubies, your gates of sparkling jewels, and all your walls of precious stones.
af Rubiner sætter jeg Tinderne, og Portene gør jeg af Karfunkler, af Ædelsten hele din Ringmur.
13 Then all your sons will be taught by the LORD, and great will be their prosperity.
Alle dine Børn bliver oplært af HERREN, og stor bliver Børnenes Fred;
14 In righteousness you will be established, far from oppression, for you will have no fear. Terror will be far removed, for it will not come near you.
i Retfærd skal du grundfæstes. Vær tryg for Vold, du har intet at frygte, for Rædsler, de kommer dig ikke nær!
15 If anyone attacks you, it is not from Me; whoever assails you will fall before you.
Angribes du, er det uden min Vilje, falde skal hver, som angriber dig;
16 Behold, I have created the craftsman who fans the coals into flame and forges a weapon fit for its task; and I have created the destroyer to wreak havoc.
det er mig, der skaber Smeden, som blæser en Kulild op og tilvirker Vaaben ved sin Kunst, men Ødelæggeren skaber jeg ogsaa.
17 No weapon formed against you shall prosper, and you will refute every tongue that accuses you. This is the heritage of the servants of the LORD, and their vindication is from Me,”
Intet Vaaben, der smedes mod dig, skal du, hver Tunge, der trætter med dig, faar du dømt. Dette er HERRENS Tjeneres Lod, den Retfærd, jeg giver dem, lyder det fra HERREN.
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