Isaiah 1
1 The vision of Isaiah, the son of Amoz, which he saw about Judah and Jerusalem, in the days of Uzziah, Jotham, Ahaz, and Hezekiah, kings of Judah.
Esajas's, Amoz's Søns, Syn, hvilket han saa om Juda og Jerusalem i de Dage, da Usias, Jotham, Akas, Ezekias, vare Konger i Juda.
2 Give ear, O heavens, and you, O earth, to the word which the Lord has said: I have taken care of my children till they became men, but their hearts have been turned away from me.
Hører, I Himle! og du Jord! mærk, thi Herren har talt; jeg har opdraget Børn og opfostret dem, men de have gjort Overtrædelse imod mig.
3 Even the ox has knowledge of its owner, and the ass of the place where its master puts its food: but Israel has no knowledge, my people give no thought to me.
En Okse kender sin Ejermand og et Asen sin Herres Krybbe; Israel kender intet, mit Folk forstaar intet.
4 O nation full of sin, a people weighted down with crime, a generation of evil-doers, false-hearted children: they have gone away from the Lord, they have no respect for the Holy One of Israel, their hearts are turned back from him.
Ve et syndigt Folk, et Folk med svar Misgerning, en Slægt af onde, vanartede Børn! De forlode Herren, de opirrede den Hellige i Israel, de ere vegne tilbage.
5 Why will you have more and more punishment? why keep on in your evil ways? Every head is tired and every heart is feeble.
Hvorfor ville I lade eder slaa ydermere? hvorfor ville I forøge eders Afvigelse? hvert Hoved er sygt, og hvert Hjerte er mat.
6 The body, from head to foot, is all diseased; it is a mass of open wounds, marks of blows, and broken flesh: the flow of blood has not been stopped, and no oil has been put on the wounds.
Fra Fodsaale og indtil Hovedet er intet helt paa det: Saar og Skrammer og friske Hug! de ere ikke trykkede ud og ikke forbundne og ikke lindrede med Olie.
7 Your country has become waste; your towns are burned with fire; as for your land, it is overturned before your eyes, made waste and overcome by men from strange lands.
Eders Land er en Ørk, eders Stæder ere opbrændte med Ild; fremmede fortære eders Land for eders Øjne, og der er en Ørk, som naar fremmede have væltet op og ned.
8 And the daughter of Zion has become like a tent in a vine-garden, like a watchman's house in a field of fruit, like a town shut in by armies.
Og Zions Datter er bleven tilovers som en Hytte i en Vingaard, som et Natteskjul i en Græskarhave, som en frelst Stad.
9 If the Lord of armies had not kept some at least of us safe, we would have been like Sodom, and the fate of Gomorrah would have been ours.
Dersom ikke den Herre Zebaoth havde ladet os en liden Levning tilbage, havde vi været som Sodoma, været lige med Gomorra.
10 Give ear to the word of the Lord, you rulers of Sodom; let your hearts be turned to the law of our God, you people of Gomorrah.
I Sodomas Fyrster! hører Herrens Ord; I Gomorras Folk! mærker paa vor Guds Lov!
11 What use to me is the number of the offerings which you give me? says the Lord; your burned offerings of sheep, and the best parts of fat cattle, are a weariness to me; I take no pleasure in the blood of oxen, or of lambs, or of he-goats.
Hvad skal jeg med eders mangfoldige Ofre? siger Herren; jeg er mæt af Brændofre af Vædre og af det fedede Kvægs Fedme, og jeg har ingen Lyst til Blod af Okser og Lam og Bukke.
12 At whose request do you come before me, making my house unclean with your feet?
Naar I komme for at ses for mit Ansigt, hvo har krævet dette af eder, at I skulle nedtræde mine Forgaarde?
13 Give me no more false offerings; the smoke of burning flesh is disgusting to me, so are your new moons and Sabbaths and your holy meetings.
Bærer ikke mere forfængeligt Madoffer frem, det er mig en vederstyggelig Røgelse; Nymaaneder og Sabbater og Højtids Forsamlinger —! jeg fordrager ikke Uret og Højtid.
14 Your new moons and your regular feasts are a grief to my soul: they are a weight in my spirit; I am crushed under them.
Min Sjæl hader eders Nymaaneder og eders Højtider; de ere blevne mig til Byrde; jeg er træt af at taale dem.
15 And when your hands are stretched out to me, my eyes will be turned away from you: even though you go on making prayers, I will not give ear: your hands are full of blood.
Og naar I udbrede eders Hænder, skjuler jeg mine Øjne for eder; hvor meget I end bede, hører jeg dog ikke; eders Hænder ere fulde af Blod.
16 Be washed, make yourselves clean; put away the evil of your doings from before my eyes; let there be an end of sinning;
Toer eder, renser eder, borttager eders Idrætters Ondskab fra mine Øjne, lader af at gøre ilde!
17 Take pleasure in well-doing; let your ways be upright, keep down the cruel, give a right decision for the child who has no father, see to the cause of the widow.
Lærer at gøre godt, søger Ret, leder den vanartede paa rette Vej, skaffer den faderløse Ret, udfører Enkens Sag!
18 Come now, and let us have an argument together, says the Lord: how may your sins which are red like blood be white as snow? how may their dark purple seem like wool?
Kommer dog, og lader os gaa i Rette med hinanden, siger Herren. Dersom eders Synder end vare som Karmesin, da skulle de blive hvide som Sne; om de end vare røde som Skarlagen, skulle de blive som Uld.
19 If you will give ear to my word and do it, the good things of the land will be yours;
Dersom I ere villige og lydige, skulle I æde Landets Gode.
20 But if your hearts are turned against me, I will send destruction on you by the sword; so the Lord has said.
Men dersom I vægre eder og ere genstridige, skulle I fortæres af Sværd; thi Herrens Mund har talt det.
21 The upright town has become untrue; there was a time when her judges gave right decisions, when righteousness had a resting-place in her, but now she is full of those who take men's lives.
Hvorledes er den trofaste Stad bleven til en Hore? den var fuld af Ret; Retfærdighed havde hjemme i den, men nu er der Mordere.
22 Your silver is no longer true metal, your wine is mixed with water.
Dit Sølv er blevet til Slagger, din Drik er spædet med Vand.
23 Your chiefs have gone against the Lord, they have become friends of thieves; every one of them is looking for profit and going after rewards; they do not give right decisions for the child who has no father, and they do not let the cause of the widow come before them.
Dine Fyrster ere Oprørere og Tyvenes Stalbrødre, de elske alle Skænk og jage efter Gaver; de ville ikke skaffe den faderløse Ret, og Enkens Sag maa ikke komme for dem.
24 For this reason the Lord, the Lord of armies, the Strong One of Israel, has said, I will put an end to my haters, and send punishment on those who are against me;
Derfor siger Herren, den Herre Zebaoth, den Mægtige i Israel: Ve! jeg vil mætte min Vrede paa mine Modstandere og hævne mig paa mine Fjender.
25 And my hand will again be on you, washing away what is unclean as with soap, and taking away all your false metal;
Og jeg vil atter vende min Haand imod dig og udsmelte dine Slagger som med Ludsalt og borttage alt dit Tin.
26 And I will give you judges again as at the first, and wise guides as in the past; then you will be named, The Town of Righteousness, the true town.
Og jeg vil give dig Dommere igen som i Førstningen og Raadsherrer som i Begyndelsen; derefter skal du kaldes Retfærdigheds Stad, en trofast By.
27 Upright acts will be the price of Zion's forgiveness, and by righteousness will men be living there.
Zion skal forløses ved Ret og de omvendte i den ved Retfærdighed.
28 But a common destruction will overtake sinners and evil-doers together, and those who have gone away from the Lord will be cut off.
Hen Overtrædere og Syndere skulle knuses til Hobe, og de, som forlade Herren, skulle omkomme.
29 For you will be put to shame because of the trees of your desire, and because of the gardens of your pleasure.
Thi de skulle blive til Skamme for de Terebinters Skyld, som I havde Lyst tilog I skulle beskæmmes for de Havers Skyld, som vare eders Glæde.
30 For you will be like a tree whose leaves have become dry, and like a garden without water.
Thi I skulle blive som en Terebinte, der fælder sit Blad, og som en Have, hvori der ikke er Vand.
31 And the strong will be as food for the fire, and his work as a flame; and they will be burned together, with no one to put out the fire.
Og den stærke skal blive til Blaar og hans Gerning til en Gnist; og de skulle begge brænde med hinanden, og der skal ingen være, som slukker.
