Isaiah 33
1 Ho! you who make waste those who did not make you waste; acting falsely to those who were not false to you. When you have come to an end of wasting, you will be made waste, and after your false acts, they will do the same to you.
Ve dig, du Hærværksmand, selv ikke hærget, du Ransmand, skaanet for Ran! Naar dit Hærværk er endt, skal du hærges, naar din Ranen har Ende, skal der ranes fra dig!
2 O Lord, have mercy on us; for we have been waiting for your help: be our strength every morning, our salvation in time of trouble.
HERRE, vær os naadig, vi bier paa dig, vær du vor Arm hver Morgen, vor Frelse i Nødens Stund!
3 At the loud noise the peoples have gone in flight; at your coming up the nations have gone in all directions.
For Bulderet maa Folkeslag fly; naar du rejser dig, splittes Folkene.
4 And the goods taken in war will be got together like the massing of young locusts; men will be rushing on them like the rushing of locusts.
Som Græshopper bortriver, bortrives Bytte, man styrter derover som Græshoppesværme.
5 The Lord is lifted up; his place is on high: he has made Zion full of righteousness and true religion.
Ophøjet er HERREN, thi han bor i det høje, han fylder Zion med Ret og Retfærd.
6 And she will have no more fear of change, being full of salvation, wisdom, and knowledge: the fear of the Lord is her wealth.
Trygge Tider skal du have, en Frelsesrigdom er Visdom og Indsigt, HERRENS Frygt er din Skat.
7 See, the men of war are sorrowing outside the town: those who came looking for peace are weeping bitterly.
Se, deres Helte skriger derude, Fredens Sendebud græder bittert;
8 The highways are waste, no man is journeying there: the agreement is broken, he has made sport of the towns, he has no thought for man.
Vejene er øde, vejfarende borte. Han brød sin Pagt, agted Byer ringe, Mennesker regned han ikke.
9 The earth is sorrowing and wasting away; Lebanon is put to shame and has become waste; Sharon is like the Arabah; and in Bashan and Carmel the leaves are falling.
Landet blegner og sygner, Libanon skæmmes og visner; Saron er som en Ørken, Basan og Karmel uden Løv.
10 Now will I come forward, says the Lord; now will I be lifted up; now will my power be seen.
Nu staar jeg op, siger HERREN, nu vil jeg rejse mig, nu træde frem!
11 Your designs will be without profit, and their effect will be nothing: you will be burned up by the fire of my breath.
I undfanger Straa og føder Halm, eders Aande er Ild, der fortærer jer selv;
12 And the peoples will be like the burning of chalk: as thorns cut down, which are burned in the fire.
til Kalk skal Folkene brændes som afhugget Torn, der brænder i Ild.
13 Give ear, you who are far off, to what I have done: see my power, you who are near.
Hvad jeg gør, skal rygtes til fjerne Folk, nære skal kende min Vælde.
14 The sinners in Zion are full of fear; the haters of God are shaking with wonder. Who among us may keep his place before the burning fire? who among us may see the eternal burnings?
Paa Zion skal Syndere bæve, Niddinger gribes af Skælven: »Hvem kan bo ved fortærende Ild, hvem kan bo ved evige Baal?«
15 He whose ways are true, and whose words are upright; he who gives no thought to the profits of false acts, whose hands have not taken rewards, who will have no part in putting men to death, and whose eyes are shut against evil;
Den, der vandrer i Retfærd og taler oprigtigt, ringeagter Vinding, vundet ved Uret, vægrer sig ved at tage mod Gave, tilstopper Øret over for Blodraad og lukker Øjnene over for det onde —
16 He will have a place on high: he will be safely shut in by the high rocks: his bread will be given to him; his waters will be certain.
højt skal en saadan bo, hans Værn skal Klippeborge være; han faar sit Brød, og Vand er ham sikret.
17 Your eyes will see the king in his glory: they will be looking on a far-stretching land.
Dine Øjne faar Kongen at se i hans Skønhed, de skuer et vidtstrakt Land.
18 Your heart will give thought to the cause of your fear: where is the scribe, where is he who made a record of the payments, where is he by whom the towers were numbered?
Dit Hjerte skal tænke paa Rædselen: »Hvor er nu han, der talte og vejede, han, der talte Taarnene?«
19 Never again will you see the cruel people, a people whose tongue has no sense for you; whose language is strange to you.
Du ser ej det vilde Folk med dybt, uforstaaeligt Maal, med stammende, ufattelig Tunge.
20 Let your eyes be resting on Zion, the town of our holy feasts: you will see Jerusalem, a quiet resting-place, a tent which will not be moved, whose tent-pins will never be pulled up, and whose cords will never be broken.
Se paa Zion, vore Højtiders By! Dine Øjne skal skue Jerusalem, et sikkert Lejrsted, et Telt, der ej flytter, hvis Pæle aldrig rykkes op, hvis Snore ej rives over.
21 But there the Lord will be with us in his glory, ... wide rivers and streams; where no boat will go with blades, and no fair ship will be sailing.
Nej, der træder HERRENS Bæk for os i Floders og brede Strømmes Sted; der kan ej Aareskib gaa, ej vældigt Langskib sejle.
22 For the Lord is our judge, the Lord is our law-giver, the Lord is our king; he will be our saviour.
Thi HERREN er vor Dommer, HERREN er vor Hersker, HERREN er vor Konge, han bringer os Frelse.
23 Your cords have become loose; they were not able to make strong the support of their sails, the sail was not stretched out: then the blind will take much property, the feeble-footed will make division of the goods of war.
Slapt hænger dit Tovværk, det holder ej Raaen og spænder ej Sejlet. Da uddeles røvet Bytte i Overflod, halte tager Del i Rovet.
24 And the men of Zion will not say, I am ill: for its people will have forgiveness for their sin.
Ingen Indbygger siger: »Jeg er syg!« Folket der har sin Synd forladt.
