Isaiah 47

1 Come down, and sit in the dust, O virgin daughter of Babylon, sit on the ground: there is no throne, O daughter of the Chaldeans: for you shall no more be called tender and delicate.

Stig ned, sid i Støvet, du Jomfru, Babels Datter, sid uden Trone paa Jorden, Kaldæernes Datter! Thi ikke mer skal du kaldes den fine, forvænte!

2 Take the millstones, and grind meal: uncover your locks, make bare the leg, uncover the thigh, pass over the rivers.

Tag fat paa Kværnen, mal Mel, læg Sløret bort, løft Slæbet, blot dine Ben og vad over Strømmen!

3 Your nakedness shall be uncovered, yea, your shame shall be seen: I will take vengeance, and I will not meet you as a man.

Din Blusel skal blottes, din Skam skal ses. Hævn tager jeg uden Skaansel, siger vor Genløser,

4 As for our redeemer, the LORD of hosts is his name, the Holy One of Israel.

hvis Navn er Hærskarers HERRE, Israels Hellige.

5 Sit you silent, and get you into darkness, O daughter of the Chaldeans: for you shall no more be called, The lady of kingdoms.

Sid tavs og gaa ind i Mørke, Kaldæernes Datter, thi ikke mer skal du kaldes Rigernes Dronning!

6 I was angry with my people, I have polluted mine inheritance, and given them into your hand: you did show them no mercy; upon the ancient have you very heavily laid your yoke.

Jeg vrededes paa mit Folk, vanæred min Arv, gav dem hen i din Haand; du viste dem ingen Medynk, du lagde dit tunge Aag paa Oldingens Nakke.

7 And you said, I shall be a lady for ever: so that you did not lay these things to your heart, neither did remember the latter end of it.

Du sagde: »Jeg bliver evindelig Evigheds Dronning.« Du tog dig det ikke til Hjerte, brød dig ikke om Enden.

8 Therefore hear now this, you that are given to pleasures, that dwell carelessly, that say in your heart, I am, and none else beside me; I shall not sit as a widow, neither shall I know the loss of children:

Saa hør nu, du yppige, du, som sidder i Tryghed, som siger i Hjertet: »Kun jeg, og ellers ingen! Aldrig skal jeg sidde Enke, ej kende til Barnløshed.«

9 But these two things shall come to you in a moment in one day, the loss of children, and widowhood: they shall come upon you in their perfection for the multitude of your sorceries, and for the great abundance of your enchantments.

Begge Dele skal ramme dig brat samme Dag, Barnløshed og Enkestand ramme dig i fuldeste Maal, dine mange Trylleord, din megen Trolddom til Trods,

10 For you have trusted in your wickedness: you have said, None sees me. Your wisdom and your knowledge, it has perverted you; and you have said in your heart, I am, and none else beside me.

skønt du tryg i din Ondskab sagde: »ingen ser mig.« Din Visdom og Viden var det, der ledte dig vild, saa du sagde i Hjertet: »Kun jeg, og ellers ingen!«

11 Therefore shall evil come upon you; you shall not know from whence it rises: and mischief shall fall upon you; you shall not be able to put it off: and desolation shall come upon you suddenly, which you shall not know.

Dig rammer et Onde, du ikke kan købe bort, over dig falder et Vanheld, du ikke kan sone, Undergang rammer dig brat, naar mindst du aner det.

12 Stand now with your enchantments, and with the multitude of your sorceries, wherein you have laboured from your youth; if so be you shall be able to profit, if so be you may prevail.

Kom med din Trolddom og med dine mange Trylleord, med hvilke du umaged dig fra din Ungdom, om du kan bøde derpaa og skræmme det bort.

13 You are wearied in the multitude of your counsels. Let now the astrologers, the stargazers, the monthly sign tellers, stand up, and save you from these things that shall come upon you.

Med Raadgiverhoben sled du dig træt, lad dem møde, lad Himmelgranskerne frelse dig, Stjernekigerne, som Maaned for Maaned kundgør, hvad dig skal ske!

14 Behold, they shall be as stubble; the fire shall burn them; they shall not deliver themselves from the power of the flame: there shall not be a coal to warm at, nor fire to sit before it.

Se, de er blevet som Straa, de fortæres af Ild, de frelser ikke deres Liv fra Luens Magt. »Ingen Glød til Varme, ej Baal at sidde ved!«

15 Thus shall they be unto you with whom you have laboured, even your merchants, from your youth: they shall wander every one to his quarter; none shall save you.

Sligt faar du af dem, du umaged dig med, dine Troldmænd fra Ungdommen af; de raver hver til sin Side, dig frelser ingen.