Isaiah 26
1 In that day shall this canticle be sung the land of Juda. Sion the city of our strength a saviour, a wall and a bulwark shall be set therein.
Paa hin Dag skal denne Sang synges i Judas Land: En stærk Stad har vi, til Frelse satte han Mur og Bolværk.
2 Open ye the gates, and let the just nation, that keepeth the truth, enter in.
Luk Portene op for et retfærdigt Folk, som gemmer paa Troskab,
3 The old error is passed away: thou wilt keep peace: peace, because we have hoped in thee.
hvis Sind er fast, som vogter paa Fred, thi det stoler paa dig.
4 You have hoped in the Lord for evermore, in the Lord God mighty for ever.
Stol for evigt paa HERREN, thi HERREN er en evig Klippe.
5 For he shall bring down them that dwell on high, the high city he shall lay low. He shall bring it down even to the ground, he shall pull it down even to the dust.
Thi han ydmyger dem, der bor i det høje, den knejsende By, styrter den til Jorden, lægger den i Støvet.
6 The foot shall tread it down, the feet of the poor, the steps of the needy.
De armes Fod, de ringes Trin skal træde den ned.
7 The way of the just is right, the path of the just is right to walk in.
Den retfærdiges Sti er jævn, du jævner den retfærdiges Vej.
8 And in the way of thy judgments, O Lord, we have patiently waited for thee: thy name, and thy remembrance are the desire of the soul.
Ja, vi venter dig, HERRE, paa dine Dommes Sti; til dit Navn og dit Ry staar vor Sjæls Attraa.
9 My soul hath desired thee in the night: yea, and with my spirit within me in the morning early I will watch to thee. When thou shalt do thy judgments on the earth, the inhabitants of the world shall learn justice.
Min Sjæl attraar dig om Natten, min Aand i mit indre søger dig. Thi naar dine Domme rammer Jorden, lærer de, som bor paa Jorderig, Retfærd.
10 Let us have pity on the wicked, but he will not learn justice: in the land of the saints he hath done wicked things, and he shall not see the glory of the Lord.
Vises der Naade mod den gudløse, lærer han aldrig Retfærd; i Rettens Land gør han Uret og ser ikke HERRENS Højhed.
11 Lord, let thy hand be exalted, and let them not see: let the envious people see, and be confounded: and let fire devour thy enemies.
HERRE, din Haand er løftet, men de ser det ikke; lad dem med Skam se din Nidkærhed for Folket, lad dine Fjenders Ild fortære dem!
12 Lord, thou wilt give us peace: for thou hast wrought all our works for us.
HERRE, du skaffe os Fred, thi alt, hvad vi har udrettet, gjorde du for os.
13 O Lord our God, other lords besides thee have had dominion over us, only in thee let us remember thy name.
HERRE vor Gud, andre Herrer end du har hersket over os; men dit Navn alene priser vi.
14 Let not the dead live, let not the giants rise again: therefore hast thou visited and destroyed them, and best destroyed all their memory.
Døde bliver ikke levende, Dødninger staar ikke op; derfor hjemsøgte og tilintetgjorde du dem og udslettede hvert et Minde om dem.
15 Thou hast been favourable to the nation, O Lord, thou hast been favourable to the nation: art thou glorified? thou hast removed all the ends of the earth far off.
Du har mangfoldiggjort Folket, HERRE, du har mangfoldiggjort Folket, du herliggjorde dig, du udvidede alle Landets Grænser.
16 Lord, they have sought after thee in distress, in the tribulation of murmuring thy instruction was with them.
HERRE, i Nøden søgte de dig; de udgød stille Bønner, medens din Tugtelse var over dem.
17 As a woman with child, when she draweth near the time of her delivery, is in pain, and crieth out in her pangs: so are we become in thy presence, O Lord.
Som den frugtsommelige, der er ved at føde, vrider og vaander sig i Veer, saaledes fik vi det, HERRE, fra dig.
18 We have conceived, and been as it were in labour, and have brought forth wind: we have not wrought salvation on the earth, therefore the inhabitants of the earth have not fallen.
Vi er svangre og vrider os, som om vi fødte Vind; Landet frelser vi ikke, og Jordboere fødes ikke til Verden.
19 Thy dead men shall live, my slain shall rise again: awake, and give praise, ye that dwell in the dust: for thy dew is the dew of the light: and the land of the giants thou shalt pull down into ruin.
Dine døde skal blive levende, mine dødes Legemer opstaa; de, som hviler i Støvet, skal vaagne og juble. Thi en Lysets Dug er din Dug, og Jorden giver Dødninger igen.
20 Go, my people, enter into thy chambers, shut thy doors upon thee, hide thyself a little for a moment, until the indignation pass away.
Mit Folk, gaa ind i dit Kammer og luk dine Døre bag dig; hold dig skjult en liden Stund, til Vreden er draget over.
21 For behold the Lord will come out of his place, to visit the iniquity of the inhabitant of the earth against him: and the earth shall disclose her blood, and shall cover her slain no more.
Thi HERREN gaar ud fra sin Bolig for at straffe Jordboernes Brøde; sit Blod bringer Jorden for Lyset og dølger ej mer sine dræbte.
