< Isaiah 33 >
1 Woe to thee that spoilest, and thou wast not spoiled; and that dealest treacherously, and they dealt not treacherously with thee! When thou shalt cease to spoil, thou shalt be spoiled; when thou shalt make an end of dealing treacherously, they shall deal treacherously with thee.
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 Jehovah, be gracious unto us; we have waited for thee: be their arm every morning, yea, our salvation in the 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 noise of the tumult the peoples fled; at the lifting up of thyself the nations were scattered.
For Bulderet maa Folkeslag fly; naar du rejser dig, splittes Folkene.
4 And your spoil shall be gathered [like] the gathering of the caterpillar: as the running of locusts shall they run upon it.
Som Græshopper bortriver, bortrives Bytte, man styrter derover som Græshoppesværme.
5 Jehovah is exalted; for he dwelleth on high: he hath filled Zion with justice and righteousness;
Ophøjet er HERREN, thi han bor i det høje, han fylder Zion med Ret og Retfærd.
6 and he shall be the stability of thy times, the riches of salvation, wisdom and knowledge: the fear of Jehovah shall be your treasure.
Trygge Tider skal du have, en Frelsesrigdom er Visdom og Indsigt, HERRENS Frygt er din Skat.
7 Behold, their valiant ones cry without; the messengers of peace weep bitterly.
Se, deres Helte skriger derude, Fredens Sendebud græder bittert;
8 The highways are desolate, the wayfaring man ceaseth. He hath broken the covenant, he hath despised the cities, he regardeth no man.
Vejene er øde, vejfarende borte. Han brød sin Pagt, agted Byer ringe, Mennesker regned han ikke.
9 The land mourneth, it languisheth; Lebanon is ashamed, is withered; the Sharon is become as a desert, and Bashan and Carmel are stripped.
Landet blegner og sygner, Libanon skæmmes og visner; Saron er som en Ørken, Basan og Karmel uden Løv.
10 Now will I arise, saith Jehovah; now will I be exalted, now will I lift up myself.
Nu staar jeg op, siger HERREN, nu vil jeg rejse mig, nu træde frem!
11 Ye shall conceive dry grass, ye shall bring forth stubble: your breath shall devour you [as] fire.
I undfanger Straa og føder Halm, eders Aande er Ild, der fortærer jer selv;
12 And the peoples shall be [as] burnings of lime, [as] thorns cut up shall they be burned in the fire.
til Kalk skal Folkene brændes som afhugget Torn, der brænder i Ild.
13 Hear, ye that are far off, what I have done; and ye that are near, acknowledge my might.
Hvad jeg gør, skal rygtes til fjerne Folk, nære skal kende min Vælde.
14 The sinners in Zion are afraid; trembling hath surprised the hypocrites: Who among us shall dwell with the consuming fire? who among us shall dwell with everlasting flames?
Paa Zion skal Syndere bæve, Niddinger gribes af Skælven: »Hvem kan bo ved fortærende Ild, hvem kan bo ved evige Baal?«
15 — He that walketh righteously, and speaketh uprightly; he that despiseth the gain of oppressions, that shaketh his hands from taking hold of bribes, that stoppeth his ears from hearing of blood, and shutteth his eyes from seeing 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 shall dwell on high, the fortresses of the rocks shall be his high retreat; bread shall be given him, his water shall be sure.
højt skal en saadan bo, hans Værn skal Klippeborge være; han faar sit Brød, og Vand er ham sikret.
17 Thine eyes shall see the King in his beauty; they shall behold the land that is far off.
Dine Øjne faar Kongen at se i hans Skønhed, de skuer et vidtstrakt Land.
18 Thy heart shall meditate on terror: Where is the scribe? where is the receiver? where is he that counted the towers?
Dit Hjerte skal tænke paa Rædselen: »Hvor er nu han, der talte og vejede, han, der talte Taarnene?«
19 Thou shalt no more see the fierce people, a people of a deeper speech than thou canst comprehend, of a stammering tongue that cannot be understood.
Du ser ej det vilde Folk med dybt, uforstaaeligt Maal, med stammende, ufattelig Tunge.
20 Look upon Zion, the city of our solemnities: thine eyes shall see Jerusalem a quiet habitation, a tent that shall not be removed, the stakes whereof shall never be pulled up, neither shall any of its cords 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 Jehovah is unto us glorious, — a place of rivers, of broad streams: no galley with oars shall go there, neither shall gallant ship pass thereby.
Nej, der træder HERRENS Bæk for os i Floders og brede Strømmes Sted; der kan ej Aareskib gaa, ej vældigt Langskib sejle.
22 For Jehovah is our judge, Jehovah, our lawgiver, Jehovah, our king: he will save us.
Thi HERREN er vor Dommer, HERREN er vor Hersker, HERREN er vor Konge, han bringer os Frelse.
23 Thy tacklings are loosed; they strengthen not the socket of their mast, they cannot spread the sail: then is the prey of a great spoil divided; the lame take the prey.
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 inhabitant shall not say, I am sick: the people that dwell therein shall be forgiven [their] iniquity.
Ingen Indbygger siger: »Jeg er syg!« Folket der har sin Synd forladt.