Isaiah 40
1 Comfort ye, comfort ye My people, saith your God.
Trøst, ja trøst mit Folk, så siger eders Gud,
2 Bid Jerusalem take heart, and proclaim unto her, that her time of service is accomplished, that her guilt is paid off; that she hath received of the LORD'S hand double for all her sins.
tal Jerusalem kærligt til og råb kun til det, at nu er dets Strid til Ende, dets Skyld betalt, tvefold Straf har det fået af HERRENs Hånd for alle sine Synder.
3 Hark! one calleth: 'Clear ye in the wilderness the way of the LORD, make plain in the desert a highway for our God.
I Ørkenen råber en Røst: "Ban HERRENs Vej, jævn i det øde Land en Højvej for vor Gud!
4 Every valley shall be lifted up, and every mountain and hill shall be made low; and the rugged shall be made level, and the rough places a plain;
Hver Dal skal højnes, hvert Bjerg, hver Høj, skal sænkes, bakket Land blive fladt og Fjeldvæg til Slette.
5 And the glory of the LORD shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together; for the mouth of the LORD hath spoken it.'
Åbenbares skal HERRENs Herlighed, alt Kød til Hobe skal se den. Thi HERRENs Mund har talet."
6 Hark! one saith: 'Proclaim!' And he saith: 'What shall I proclaim?' 'All flesh is grass, and all the goodliness thereof is as the flower of the field;
Der lyder en Røst, som siger: "Råb!" Jeg svarer: "Hvad skal jeg råbe?" "Alt Kød til Hobe er Græs, al dets Ynde som Markens Blomst;
7 The grass withereth, the flower fadeth; because the breath of the LORD bloweth upon it — surely the people is grass.
Græsset tørres, Blomsten visner, når HERRENs Ånde blæser derpå; visselig, Folket er Græs,
8 The grass withereth, the flower fadeth; but the word of our God shall stand for ever.'
Græsset tørres, Blomsten visner, men vor Guds Ord bliver evindelig."
9 O thou that tellest good tidings to Zion, get thee up into the high mountain; O thou that tellest good tidings to Jerusalem, lift up thy voice with strength; lift it up, be not afraid; say unto the cities of Judah: 'Behold your God!'
Stig op på højen Bjerg, du Zions Glædesbud, løft din Røst med Kraft, du Jerusalems Glædesbud, løft den uden Frygt og sig til Judas Byer: "Se eders Gud!"
10 Behold, the Lord GOD will come as a Mighty One, and His arm will rule for Him; behold, His reward is with Him, and His recompense before Him.
Se, den Herre HERREN kommer med Vælde, han hersker med sin Arm. Se, hans Løn er med ham, hans Vinding foran ham,
11 Even as a shepherd that feedeth his flock, that gathereth the lambs in his arm, and carrieth them in his bosom, and gently leadeth those that give suck.
han vogter sin Hjord som en Hyrde, samler den med Armen, bærer Lammene i Favn og leder de diende Får.
12 Who hath measured the waters in the hollow of his hand, and meted out heaven with the span, and comprehended the dust of the earth in a measure, and weighed the mountains in scales, and the hills in a balance?
Hvo måler Vandet i sin Hånd, afmærker med Fingerspand Himlen, måler Jordens Støv i Skæppe og vejer Bjerge med Bismer eller i Vægtskål Høje?
13 Who hath meted out the spirit of the LORD? Or who was His counsellor that he might instruct Him?
Hvo leder HERRENs Ånd, råder og lærer ham noget?
14 With whom took He counsel, and who instructed Him, and taught Him in the path of right, and taught Him knowledge, and made Him to know the way of discernment?
Hos hvem får han Råd og Indsigt, hvem lærer ham Rettens Vej, hvem kan give ham Kundskab, hvem kundgør ham indsigts Vej?
15 Behold, the nations are as a drop of a bucket, and are counted as the small dust of the balance; behold the isles are as a mote in weight.
Se, som Dråbe på Spand er Folkene, at regne som Fnug på Vægt, som et Gran vejer fjerne Strande.
16 And Lebanon is not sufficient fuel, nor the beasts thereof sufficient for burnt-offerings.
Libanon giver ej Brændsel, dets Dyr ej Brændoffer nok.
17 All the nations are as nothing before Him; they are accounted by Him as things of nought, and vanity.
Alle Folk er som intet for ham, for Luft og Tomhed at regne.
18 To whom then will ye liken God? Or what likeness will ye compare unto Him?
Med hvem vil I ligne Gud, hvad stiller I op som hans Lige?
19 The image perchance, which the craftsman hath melted, and the goldsmith spread over with gold, the silversmith casting silver chains?
Et Billede det støber en Mester, en Guldsmed lægger Guld derpå, og Sølvkæder støber en anden.
20 A holm-oak is set apart, he chooseth a tree that will not rot; he seeketh unto him a cunning craftsman to set up an image, that shall not be moved.
Den, som vil rejse en Afgud, vælger sig Træ, som ej rådner; han søger sig en kyndig Mester til at rejse et Billede, som står.
21 Know ye not? hear ye not? Hath it not been told you from the beginning? Have ye not understood the foundations of the earth?
Ved I, hører I det ikke, er det. ikke forkyndt jer for længst? Har I da ikke skønnet det, fra Jordens Grundvold blev lagt?
22 It is He that sitteth above the circle of the earth, and the inhabitants thereof are as grasshoppers; that stretcheth out the heavens as a curtain, and spreadeth them out as a tent to dwell in;
Han troner over Jordens Kreds, som Græshopper er dens Beboere; han udbreder Himlen som en Dug og spænder den ud som et Teltbo.
23 That bringeth princes to nothing; He maketh the judges of the earth as a thing of nought.
Fyrster gør han til intet, Jordens Dommere til Luft.
24 Scarce are they planted, scarce are they sown, scarce hath their stock taken root in the earth; when He bloweth upon them, they wither, and the whirlwind taketh them away as stubble.
Knap er de plantet, knap er de sået, knap har Stiklingen Rod i Jorden, så ånder han på dem, de visner; som Strå fejer Storm dem bort.
25 To whom then will ye liken Me, that I should be equal? saith the Holy One.
Hvem vil I ligne mig med som min Ligemand? siger den Hellige.
26 Lift up your eyes on high, and see: who hath created these? He that bringeth out their host by number, He calleth them all by name; by the greatness of His might, and for that He is strong in power, not one faileth.
Løft eders Blik til Himlen og se: Hvo skabte disse? Han mønstrer deres Hær efter Tal, kalder hver enkelt ved Navn; så stor er hans Kraft og Vælde, at ikke en eneste mangler.
27 Why sayest thou, O Jacob, and speakest, O Israel: 'My way is hid from the LORD, and my right is passed over from my God'?
Hvorfor siger du, Jakob, hvi taler du, Israel, så: "Min Vej er skjult for HERREN, min Ret gled min Gud af Hænde."
28 Hast thou not known? hast thou not heard that the everlasting God, the LORD, the Creator of the ends of the earth, fainteth not, neither is weary? His discernment is past searching out.
Ved du, hørte du ikke, at HERREN er en evig Gud, den vide Jord har han skabt? Han trættes og mattes ikke, hans Indsigt udgrundes ikke;
29 He giveth power to the faint; and to him that hath no might He increaseth strength.
han giver den trætte Kraft, den svage Fylde af Styrke.
30 Even the youths shall faint and be weary, and the young men shall utterly fall;
Ynglinge trættes og mattes, Ungersvende snubler brat,
31 But they that wait for the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; they shall walk, and not faint.
ny Kraft får de, der bier på HERREN, de får nye Svingfjer som Ørnen; de løber uden at mattes, vandrer uden at trættes.
