Isaiah 42
1 See my servant, whom I am supporting, my loved one, in whom I take delight: I have put my spirit on him; he will give the knowledge of the true God to the nations.
Se min Tjener, ved hvem jeg holder fast, min udvalgte, hvem jeg har kær! Paa ham har jeg lagt min Aand, han skal udbrede Ret til Folkene.
2 He will make no cry, his voice will not be loud: his words will not come to men's ears in the streets.
Han raaber og skriger ikke, løfter ej Røsten paa Gaden,
3 He will not let a crushed stem be quite broken, and he will not let a feebly burning light be put out: he will go on sending out the true word to the peoples.
bryder ej knækket Rør og slukker ej rygende Tande. Han udbreder Ret med Troskab,
4 His light will not be put out, and he will not be crushed, till he has given the knowledge of the true God to the earth, and the sea-lands will be waiting for his teaching.
vansmægter, udmattes ikke, før han faar sat Ret paa Jorden; og fjerne Strande bier paa hans Lov.
5 God the Lord, even he who made the heavens, measuring them out on high; stretching out the earth, and giving its produce; he who gives breath to the people on it, and life to those who go about on it, says:
Saa siger Gud HERREN, som skabte og udspændte Himlen, udbredte Jorden med dens Grøde, gav Folkene paa den Aandedræt og dem, som vandrer der, Aande.
6 I the Lord have made you the vessel of my purpose, I have taken you by the hand, and kept you safe, and I have given you to be an agreement to the people, and a light to the nations:
Jeg, HERREN, har kaldet dig i Retfærd og grebet dig fast om Haand; jeg vogter dig, og jeg gør dig til Folkepagt, til Hedningelys
7 To give eyes to the blind, to make free the prisoners from the prison, to let out those who are shut up in the dark.
for at aabne de blinde Øjne og føre de fangne fra Fængslet, fra Fangehullet Mørkets Gæster.
8 I am the Lord; that is my name: I will not give my glory to another, or my praise to pictured images.
Jeg er HERREN, saa lyder mit Navn. Jeg giver ej andre min Ære, ej Gudebilleder min Pris.
9 See, the things said before have come about, and now I give word of new things: before they come I give you news of them.
Hvad jeg forudsagde, se, det er sket, jeg forkynder nu nye Ting, kundgør dem, før de spirer frem.
10 Make a new song to the Lord, and let his praise be sounded from the end of the earth; you who go down to the sea, and everything in it, the sea-lands and their people.
Syng HERREN en ny Sang, hans Pris over Jorden vide; Havet og dets Fylde skal juble, fjerne Strande og de, som bebor dem;
11 Let the waste land and its flocks be glad, the tent-circles of Kedar; let the people of the rock give a glad cry, from the top of the mountains let them make a sound of joy.
Ørkenen og dens Byer stemmer i, de Lejre, hvor Kedar bor; Klippeboerne jubler, raaber fra Bjergenes Tinder;
12 Let them give glory to the Lord, sounding his praise in the sea-lands.
HERREN giver de Ære, forkynder hans Pris paa fjerne Strande.
13 The Lord will go out as a man of war, he will be moved to wrath like a fighting-man: his voice will be strong, he will give a loud cry; he will go against his attackers like a man of war.
HERREN drager ud som en Helt, han vækker som en Stridsmand sin Kamplyst, han udstøder Krigsskrig, han brøler, æsker sine Fjender til Strid.
14 I have long been quiet, I have kept myself in and done nothing: now I will make sounds of pain like a woman in childbirth, breathing hard and quickly.
En Evighed lang har jeg tiet, været tavs og lagt Baand paa mig selv; nu skriger jeg som Kvinde i Barnsnød, stønner og snapper efter Luft.
15 I will make waste mountains and hills, drying up all their plants; and I will make rivers dry, and pools dry land.
Jeg gør Bjerge og Høje tørre, afsvider alt deres Grønt, gør Strømme til udtørret Land, og Sumpe lægger jeg tørre.
16 And I will take the blind by a way of which they had no knowledge, guiding them by roads strange to them: I will make the dark places light before them, and the rough places level. These things will I do and will not give them up.
Jeg fører blinde ad ukendt Vej, leder dem ad ukendte Stier, gør Mørket foran dem til Lys og Bakkelandet til Slette. Det er de Ting, jeg gør, og dem gaar jeg ikke fra.
17 They will be turned back and be greatly shamed who put their hope in pictured images, who say to metal images, You are our gods.
Vige og dybt beskæmmes skal de, som stoler paa Billeder, som siger til støbte Billeder: »I er vore Guder!«
18 Give ear, you whose ears are shut; and let your eyes be open, you blind, so that you may see.
I, som er døve, hør, løft Blikket, I blinde, og se!
19 Who is blind, but my servant? who has his ears stopped, but he whom I send? who is blind as my true one, or who has his ears shut like the Lord's servant?
Hvo er blind, om ikke min Tjener, og døv som Budet, jeg sendte? Hvo er blind som min haandgangne Mand, blind som HERRENS Tjener?
20 Seeing much, but keeping nothing in mind; his ears are open, but there is no hearing.
Meget saa han, men ænsed det ikke, trods aabne Ører hørte han ej.
21 It was the Lord's pleasure, because of his righteousness, to make the teaching great and give it honour.
For sin Retfærds Skyld vilde HERREN løfte Loven til Højhed og Ære.
22 But this is a people whose property has been taken away from them by force; they are all taken in holes, and shut up in prisons: they are made prisoners, and no one makes them free; they are taken by force and no one says, Give them back.
Men Folket er plyndret og hærget; de er alle bundet i Huler, skjult i Fangers Huse, til Ran blev de, ingen redder, til Plyndring, ingen siger: »Slip dem!«
23 Who is there among you who will give ear to this? who will give attention to it for the time to come?
Hvem af jer vil lytte til dette, mærke sig og fremtidig høre det:
24 Who gave up Jacob to those who took away his goods, and Israel to his attackers? Did not the Lord? he against whom they did wrong, and in whose ways they would not go, turning away from his teaching.
Hvo hengav Jakob til Plyndring, gav Israel hen til Ransmænd? Mon ikke HERREN, mod hvem vi synded, hvis Veje de ej vilde vandre, hvis Lov de ikke hørte?
25 For this reason he let loose on him the heat of his wrath, and his strength was like a flame; and it put fire round about him, but he did not see it; he was burned, but did not take it to heart.
Han udgød over det Harme, sin Vrede og Krigens Vælde; den luede om det, det ænsed det ej, den sved det, det tog sig det ikke til Hjerte.
