Isaiah 17
1 The doom of Damascus. Behold, Damascus is deprived of being a city, and it shall become decaying ruins.
Et Udsagn om Damaskus. Se, Damaskus gaar ud af Byernes Tal og bliver til Sten og Grus;
2 Forsaken are the cities of 'Aro'er: they shall be [given up] to flocks, which shall lie down, and none shall make them afraid.
dets Stæder forlades for evigt og bliver Hjordes Eje; de lejrer sig uden at skræmmes.
3 And there shall cease the fortress from Ephraim, and the kingdom from Damascus, and the remnant of Syria: like the glory of the children of Israel shall they be, saith the Lord of hosts.
Det er ude med Efraims Værn, Damaskus's Kongedømme, Arams Rest; det gaar dem som Israels Sønners Herlighed, lyder det fra Hærskarers HERRE.
4 And it shall come to pass on that day, that the glory of Jacob shall vanish, and the fatness of his flesh shall become lean.
Og det skal ske paa hin Dag: Ringe bliver Jakobs Herlighed, Huldet paa hans Krop svinder hen;
5 And it shall be as when the harvestman gathereth the standing-corn, and reapeth the ears with his arm; and it shall be as when one gleaneth ears in the valley of Rephaim.
det skal gaa, som naar Høstkarlen griber om Korn og hans Arm skærer Aksene af, det skal gaa, som naar Aksene samles i Refaims Dal.
6 And there shall be left on it gleaning-fruit, as one shaketh an olive-tree, two or three berries on the top of the uppermost bough, four or five on the outmost branches of a fruitful tree, saith the Lord the God of Israel.
En Efterslæt levnes deraf, som naar Olietræets Frugt slaas ned, to tre Bær øverst i Kronen, fire fem paa Frugttræets Grene, saa lyder det fra HERREN, Israels Gud.
7 On that day shall a man turn his regard up to his Maker, and his eyes shall look toward the Holy One of Israel.
Paa hin Dag skal Menneskene se hen til deres Skaber, og deres Øjne skal skue hen til Israels Hellige;
8 And he shall not turn his regard to the altars, the work of his hands; and he shall not look at what his fingers have made, both the groves and the sun-images.
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 On that day shall his strong cities be as a forsaken ruin in a forest, and on a mountain-peak, which they left because of the children of Israel: and the land shall be desolate.
Paa hin Dag ligger dine Byer forladt som de Tomter, Hivviter og Amoriter forlod for Israels Børn; og Landet skal blive en Ørk.
10 Because thou hast forgotten the God of thy salvation, and the rock of thy strength thou hast not remembered; therefore wouldst thou plant luxuriant plantings, and wouldst set out the shoots of the stranger therein.
Thi du glemte din Frelses Gud, slog din Tilflugtsklippe af Tanke. Derfor planter du yndige Plantninger og sætter fremmede Skud;
11 [Already] on the day that thou plantedst thou causedst to grow, and in the morning thou madest thy seed to blossom; but now fleeth the harvest on the day of disease and of incurable pain.
hver Dag faar du din Plantning i Vækst, hver Morgen dit Skud i Blomst — indtil Høsten paa Sotens, den ulægelige Smertes Dag.
12 Woe to the raging of many people, who rage like the raging of the seas; and to the noise of nations, that make a noise like the roar of mighty waters!
Hør Bulder af mange Folkeslag! De buldrer som Havets Bulder. Drøn af Folkefærd! De drøner som vældige Vandes Drøn.
13 The nations will make a noise like the roaring of many waters; but He will rebuke it, and it shall flee afar off, and shall be chased as the chaff of the mountains before the wind, and as thistle-down before the tempest.
Folkefærdene drøner som Drønet af mange Vande. Men truer han ad dem, flygter de bort, vejres hen som Avner paa Bjerge for Vinden, som hvirvlende Løv for Stormen.
14 At eveningtide, behold, there is trouble; before yet it is morning it is no more. This is the portion of our spoilers, and the lot of those that plunder us.
Ved Aftenstid kommer Rædsel; før Morgen gryr, er de borte. Det er vore Plyndreres Del, det er vore Ransmænds Lod.
