Isaiah 63

1 Who is this coming from Edom, from the town of Bozrah with clothes stained crimson? Who is this wearing robes of splendor, leaning forward in his great strength as he marches? It is me, the one who always speaks goodness and truth, the one who has the power to save.

Hvem kommer der fra Edom, i Højrøde Klæder fra Bozra, han i det bølgende Klædebon, stolt i sin vældige Kraft?"Det er mig, som taler i Retfærd, vældig til at frelse!"

2 Why are your clothes red, like you've been treading grapes in a winepress?

Hvorfor er dit Klædebon rødt, dine Klæder som en Persetræders?

3 I've been treading the winepress by myself; from the nations around no one came to help me. So in my anger I trod them down as if they were grapes, in my fury I trampled them. It's their blood that has stained my clothes.

"Jeg trådte Vinpersen ene, af Folkeslagene var ingen med mig; jeg trådte dem i min Vrede, tramped dem i min Harme; da sprøjted deres Blod på mine Klæder, jeg tilsøled hele min Klædning.

4 For I decided this was the day of my vengeance; the year of my redemption has come.

Thi til Hævnens Dag stod min Hu, mit Genløsningsår var kommet.

5 I looked around, but no one came to help; I was shocked that there was no one to assist me. So I saved them through my own strength alone, and my own anger kept me going.

Jeg spejded, men ingen hjalp til, jeg studsed, men ingen stod mig bi. Da kom min Arm mig til Hjælp, og min Harme, den stod mig bi;

6 I trampled down the nations in my anger; in my fury I made them drunk, and spilled their blood upon the ground.

jeg søndertrådte Folkeslag i Vrede, i Harme knuste jeg dem, deres Blod lod jeg strømme til Jorden."

7 I want to tell everyone about the Lord's trustworthy love. I will praise the Lord for everything he's done for us—all the good things he has done for the descendants of Israel because of his kindness and his infinite trustworthy love.

Jeg vil synge om HERRENs Nåde, kvæde hans Pris, efter alt, hvad HERREN har gjort os, huld imod Israels Hus, gjort os efter sin Miskundhed, sin Nådes Fylde.

8 He said, “Aren't they my people, children who wouldn't lie to me?” So he became their Savior.

Han sagde: "De er jo mit Folk, de er Børn, som ej sviger." Og en Frelser blev han for dem

9 He suffered with them in all their suffering, and the angel of his presence saved them. In his love and kindness he redeemed them. He picked them up and carried them all throughout those years long ago.

i al deres Trængsel; intet Bud, ingen Engel, hans Åsyn frelste dem. I sin Kærlighed og Skånsel genløste han dem, han løfted og bar dem alle Fortidens Dage.

10 But they rebelled against him, and caused his Holy Spirit grief, so to them he became like an enemy and he fought against them.

Men de stred imod og bedrøved hans hellige Ånd; så blev han deres Fjende, han kæmped imod dem.

11 Then they thought back to the days of old when Moses led his people out of Egypt. They shouted out, “Where is the one who took Israel through the sea, along with the shepherds of his flock? Where is the one who placed his Holy Spirit among his people?

Da tænkte hans Folk på gamle Dage, på Moses: "Hvor er han, som drog sit Småkvægs Hyrde op af Vandet? Hvor er han, som lagde sin hellige Ånd i hans Hjerte,

12 Where is the one who lifted Moses' right hand, and who used his amazing power to divided the sea in front of them, giving him such a wonderful, enduring reputation?

lod vandre sin herlige Arm ved Moses's højre, kløvede Vandet for dem og vandt et evigt Navn,

13 Where is the one who led them through the depths of the sea?” They were like a horse running through the desert, they didn't stumble.

førte dem gennem Dybet som en Hest på Steppen?

14 Like cattle descending into a valley, the Lord's Spirit gave them rest. This is how you led your people, earning a glorious reputation for yourself.

Som Kvæg, der går ned i dalen, snubled de ikke. Dem ledte HERRENs Ånd. Således ledte du dit Folk for at vinde dig et herligt Navn."

15 Lord, look down on us from heaven! Watch from your high home, in your holiness and glory! Where is your enthusiasm and power? You're not showing me your feelings of sympathy and kindness!

Sku ned fra Himlen, se ud fra din hellige, herlige Bolig! Hvor er din Nidkærhed og Vælde, dit svulmende Hjerte, din Medynk? Hold dig ikke tilbage,

16 But you are still our Father, even though Abraham wouldn't know us and Israel wouldn't acknowledge us. You, Lord, are our Father; you have always been called our Redeemer from long ago.

du, som dog er vor Fader. Thi Abraham ved ej af os, Israel kendes ej ved os, men du er vor Fader, HERRE, "vor Genløser" hed du fra Evighed.

17 Lord, why do you make us wander from your ways, and make us stubborn so we don't respect you? Come back to us for the sake of your servants, the tribes that belong to you.

Hvi leder du os vild fra dine Veje, HERRE, forhærder vort Hjerte mod din Frygt? Vend tilbage for dine Tjeneres, din Arvelods Stammers Skyld!

18 Your Temple belonged to us for a little while, but then our enemies invaded and destroyed it.

Hvi har gudløse trådt i din Helligdom, vore Fjender nedtrampet dit Tempel?

19 We were yours from ancient times, but we've ended up like people you've never ruled, never identified as yours.

Vi er som dem, du aldrig har styret, over hvem dit Navn ej er nævnt.