Isaiah 50
1 Thus says the Lord: What is this bill of divorce for your mother, by which I have dismissed her? Or who is my creditor, to whom I have sold you? Behold, you were sold by your iniquities, and I have dismissed your mother for your wickedness.
Saa siger Herren: Hvor er eders Moders Skilsmissebrev, ved hvilket jeg skulde have forskudt hende? eller hvem var jeg en Skyldner, at jeg skulde have solgt eder til ham? se, I ere solgte for eders Misgerningers Skyld, og eders Moder er forskudt for eders Overtrædelsers Skyld.
2 For I arrived, and there was no man. I called out, and there was no one who would hear. Has my hand been shortened and become small, so that I am unable to redeem? Or is there no power in me to deliver? Behold, at my rebuke, I will make the sea into a desert. I will turn rivers into dry land. The fish will rot for lack of water and will die of thirst.
Hvorfor er der ingen, naar jeg kommer? hvorfor svarer ingen, naar jeg kalder? er min Haand saa forkortet, at den ikke kan forløse? eller er der ingen Kraft hos mig til at redde? se, jeg udtørrer Havet ved min Trusel, jeg gør Floder til Ørk, at deres Fisk stinke, fordi der ikke er Vand, og dø af Tørst.
3 I will clothe the heavens in darkness, and I will make sackcloth their covering.
Jeg klæder Himmelen i sort og indhyller den i Sørgedragt.
4 The Lord has given me a learned tongue, so that I would know how to uphold with a word, one who has weakened. He rises in the morning, he rises to my ear in the morning, so that I may heed him like a teacher.
Den Herre, Herre har givet mig de udlærtes Tunge, at jeg ved at kvæge den mødige med et Ord; han vækker hver Morgen, ja, vækker mit Øre til at høre som de, der ere udlærte.
5 The Lord God has opened my ear. And I do not contradict him. I have not turned back.
Den Herre, Herre har aabnet mig Øret, og jeg var ikke genstridig; jeg veg ikke tilbage.
6 I have given my body to those who strike me, and my cheeks to those who plucked them. I have not averted my face from those who rebuked me and who spit on me.
Jeg hengav min Ryg til dem, som sloge mig, og mine Kinder til dem, som rykkede mig i Skægget; jeg skjulte ikke mit Ansigt for Forsmædelser og Spyt.
7 The Lord God is my helper. Therefore, I have not been confounded. Therefore, I have set my face like a very hard rock, and I know that I will not be confounded.
Men den Herre, Herre skal hjælpe mig, derfor bliver jeg ikke beskæmmet, derfor gjorde jeg mit Ansigt som en haard Sten, og jeg ved, at jeg ikke bliver til Skamme.
8 He who justifies me is near. Who will speak against me? Let us stand together. Who is my adversary? Let him approach me.
Han er nær, som mig retfærdiggør; hvo vil trætte med mig? lader os træde frem med hinanden; hvo er den, som har Sag imod mig? han komme hid til mig!
9 Behold, the Lord God is my helper. Who is the one who would condemn me? Behold, they will all be worn away like a garment; the moth will devour them.
Se, den Herre, Herre skal hjælpe mig; hvo er den, som mig kan fordømme? se, de skulle alle ældes som et Klæde, Møl skal fortære dem.
10 Who is there among you who fears the Lord? Who hears the voice of his servant? Who has walked in darkness, and there is no light in him? Let him hope in the name of the Lord, and let him lean upon his God.
Hvo er iblandt eder, som frygter Herren, og som adlyder hans Tjeners Røst? naar han vandrer i Mørke og har ikke Lysets Skin, skal han forlade sig paa Herrens Navn, ja stole fast paa sin Gud.
11 Behold, all you who kindle a fire, wrapped in flames: walk in the light of your fire and in the flames that you have kindled. This has been done to you by my hand. You will sleep in anguish.
Se, alle I, som optænde en Ild og omgive eder med Blus, vandrer I kun ved eders Ilds Lys og ved de Blus, som I have tændt! Fra min Haand skal dette ske eder, i Smerte skulde I ligge.
