Isaiah 17
1 A message about Damascus. Look, Damascus will cease to exist as city. Instead it will become a pile of ruins.
Et Udsagn om Damaskus. Se, Damaskus går ud af Byernes Tal og bliver til Sten og Grus;
2 The towns of Aroer will be abandoned. Flocks will live in the streets and rest there, because there won't be anyone to chase them away.
dets Stæder forlades for evigt og bliver Hjordes Eje; de lejrer sig uden at skræmmes.
3 The fortified city will disappear from Ephraim, Damascus will no longer be a kingdom, and those that are left of the Arameans will be like the lost glory of Israel, declares the Lord Almighty.
Det er ude med Efraims Værn, Damaskus's Kongedømme, Arams Rest; det går dem som Israels Sønners Herlighed, lyder det fra Hærskarers HERRE.
4 At that time the glory of Jacob will fade away; he will lose his strength.
Og det skal ske på hin Dag: Ringe bliver Jakobs Herlighed, Huldet på hans Krop svinder hen;
5 It will look as empty as fields after reapers have harvested the grain, gathering up the grain in their arms. It will be like when people pick the heads of grain in the Valley of Rephaim.
det skal gå som når Høstkarlen griber om Korn og hans Arm skærer Aksene af, det skal gå, som når Aksene samles i Refaims Dal.
6 Yet there will be some left behind, like an olive tree that has been shaken—two or three ripe olives are left at the top of the tree, four or five on its lower branches, declares the Lord, the God of Israel.
En Efterslæt levnes deraf, som når Olietræets Frugt slås ned, to tre Bær øverst i Kronen, fire fem på Frugttræets Grene, så lyder det fra HERREN, Israels Gud.
7 At that time people will pay attention to their Creator and look to the Holy One of Israel.
På hin Dag skal Menneskene se hen til deres Skaber, og deres Øjne skal skue hen til Israels Hellige;
8 They won't believe in the altars they built and the idols they made; they will not look to the Asherah poles or the altars of incense.
og de skal ikke se hen til Altrene, deres Hænders Værk, eller skue hen til, hvad deres Fingre har lavet, hverken til Asjerastøtterne eller Solstøtterne.
9 At that time their fortified cities will be like places left to be taken over by bushes and trees, just as they were previously abandoned when the Israelites invaded. The country will become completely desolate.
På hin Dag ligger dine Byer forladt som de Tomter, Hivviter og Amoriter forlod for Israels Børn; og Landet skal blive en Ørk.
10 You have forgotten the God who saves you; you have not remembered the Rock who protects you. So, even though you plant beautiful plants and grow exotic vines,
Thi du glemte din Frelses Gud, slog din Tilflugtsklippe af Tanke. Derfor planter du yndige Plantninger og sætter fremmede Skud;
11 even though you make them grow on the day that you plant them, and have them blossom in the morning that you sow them, your harvest will heap of trouble on a day of grief and pain that cannot be cured.
hver Dag får du din Plantning i Vækst, hver Morgen dit Skud i Blomst - indtil Høsten på Sotens, den ulægelige Smertes Dag.
12 Disaster is coming to the many nations that growl, growling like the raging sea! Disaster is coming to the peoples who roar, roaring like thundering waters!
Hør Bulder af mange Folkeslag! De buldrer som Havets Bulder. Drøn af Folkefærd! De drøner som vældige Vandes Drøn.
13 The nations roar like the roaring of crashing waves. But he confronts them, and they run far away, blown by the wind like chaff on the mountains, like tumbleweeds driven by a storm.
Folkefærdene drøner som Drønet af mange Vande. Men truer han ad dem, flygter de bort, vejres hen som Avner på Bjerge for Vinden, som hvirvlende Løv for Stormen.
14 Sudden terror comes in the evening! By morning, they're gone! This is what happens to those who loot us, the fate of those who plunder us.
Ved Aftenstid kommer Rædsel; før Morgen gryr, er de borte. Det er vore Plyndreres Del, det er vore Ransmænds Lov
