Isaiah 60

1 Arise, give light, for thy light is come; and the glory of the Lord is shining forth over thee.

Gør dig rede, bliv Lys, thi dit Lys er kommet, HERRENs Herlighed er oprundet over dig.

2 For behold, the darkness shall cover the earth, and a gross darkness the people; but over thee will shine forth the Lord, and his glory will be seen over thee.

Thi se, Mørke skjuler Jorden og Dunkelhed Folkene, men over dig skal HERREN oprinde, over dig skal hans Herlighed ses.

3 And nations shall walk by thy light, and kings by the brightness of thy shining.

Til dit Lys skal Folkene vandre, og Konger til dit strålende Skær.

4 Lift up thy eyes round about and see, they all are assembled, they come to thee, thy sons are coming from afar, and thy daughters are brought along in arms.

Løft Øjnene, se dig om, de samles, kommer alle til dig. Dine Sønner kommer fra det fjerne, dine Døtre bæres på Hofte;

5 Then wilt thou see and be filled with light, and thy heart will dread and be enlarged; because unto thee shall be turned the abundance of the sea, the riches of nations shall come unto thee.

da stråler dit Øje af Glæde, dit Hjerte banker og svulmer; thi Havets Skatte bliver dine, til dig kommer Folkenes Rigdom:

6 The multitude of camels shall cover thee, the dromedaries of Midian and 'Ephah; they all from Sheba shall come: gold and frankincense shall they carry, and the praises of the Lord shall they announce.

Kamelernes Vrimmel skjuler dig, Midjans og Efas Foler, de kommer alle fra Saba; Guld og Røgelse bærer de og kundgør HERRENs Pris;

7 All the flocks of Kedar shall be assembled unto thee, the rams of Nebayoth shall minister unto thee: they shall come for a favorable acceptance [unto me] upon my altar, and the house of my glory will I glorify.

alt Kedars Småkvæg samles til dig, dig tjener Nebajots Vædre, til mit Velbehag ofres de til mig, mit Bedehus herliggøres.

8 Who are these that fly like a cloud, and like the doves, to their windows?

Hvem flyver mon der som Skyer, som Duer til Dueslag?

9 Yea, unto me [the inhabitants of] the isles shall hasten, and the ships of Tharshish at first, to bring thy sons from afar, their silver and their gold with them, unto the name of the Lord thy God, and to the Holy One of Israel; because he hath glorified thee.

Det er Skibe, der kommer med Hast, i Spidsen er Tarsisskibe, for at bringe dine Sønner fra det fjerne; deres Sølv og Guld har de med til HERREN din Guds Navn, Israels Hellige, han gør dig herlig.

10 And the sons of the stranger shall build up thy walls, and their kings shall minister unto thee; for in my wrath did I smite thee, but in my favor have I had mercy on thee.

Udlændinge skal bygge dine Mure, og tjene dig skal deres Konger; thi i Vrede slog jeg dig vel, men i Nåde forbarmer Jeg mig over dig.

11 And thy gates shall stand open continually, day and night shall they not be closed, to bring unto thee the wealth of nations, and their kings led [captive].

Dine Porte holdes altid åbne, de lukkes hverken Dag eller Nat, at Folkenes Rigdom kan bringes dig med deres Konger som Førere.

12 For the nation and the kingdom that will not serve thee shall perish; and the nations shall be utterly destroyed.

Thi det Folk og, Rige, som ikke tjener dig, skal gå til Grunde, og Folkene skal lægges øde i Bund og Grund.

13 The glory of Lebanon shall come unto thee, the fir, the cypress, and the box together, to adorn the place of my sanctuary, and the [resting] place of my feet will I glorify.

Til dig skal Libanons Herlighed komme, både Cypresser og Elm og Gran, for at smykke min Helligdoms Sted, så jeg ærer mine Fødders Skammel.

14 And then shall come unto thee bent down the sons of those who afflicted thee, and there shall bow themselves down at the soles of thy feet all thy revilers; and they shall call thee, The city of the Lord, Zion of the Holy One of Israel.

Dine Undertrykkeres Sønner kommer bøjet til dig, og alle, som håned dig, kaster sig ned for din Fod og kalder dig HERRENs By, Israels Helliges Zion.

15 Instead that thou wast forsaken and hated, without one to pass through [thee], will I render thee an excellency of everlasting, a joy of all generations.

Medens du før var forladt og hadet, så ingen drog gennem dig, gør jeg dig til evig Højhed, til Glæde fra Slægt til Slægt.

16 And thou shalt suck the milk of nations, and the breast of kings shalt thou suck; and thou shalt know that I the Lord am thy Saviour, and thy Redeemer, the Mighty One of Jacob.

Du skal indsuge Folkenes Mælk og die Kongernes Bryst. Du skal kende, at jeg, HERREN, er din Frelser, din Genløser Jakobs Vældige.

17 Instead of the copper will I bring gold, and instead of the iron will I bring silver, and instead of wood copper, and instead of the stones iron; and I will set peace as thy authorities, and righteousness as thy taskmasters.

Guld sætter jeg i Stedet for Kobber og Sølv i Stedet for Jern, Kobber i Stedet for Træ og Jern i Stedet for Sten. Til din Øvrighed sætter jeg Fred, til Hersker over dig Retfærd.

18 There shall not be heard any wore violence in thy land, wasting and destruction within thy boundaries; but thou shalt call, Salvation, thy walls, and thy gates, Praise.

Der høres ej mer i dit Land om Uret, om Vold og Ufærd inden dine Grænser; du kalder Frelse dine Mure og Lovsang dine Porte.

19 The sun shall not be unto thee any more for a light by day, and for brightness shall the moon not give light unto thee; but the Lord will be unto thee for a light of everlasting, and thy God as thy glory.

Ej mer skal Solen være dit Lys eller Månen Skinne for dig: HERREN skal være dit Lys for evigt, din Gud skal være din Herlighed.

20 Thy sun shall not go down any more, and thy moon shall not be withdrawn; for the Lord will be unto thee for a light of everlasting, and ended shall be the days of thy mourning,

Din Sol skal ej mer gå ned, din Måne skal ej tage af; thi HERREN skal være dit Lys for evigt, dine Sørgedage har Ende.

21 And thy people—they all will be righteous, for ever shall they possess the land, the sprout of my planting, the work of my hands, that I may glorify myself.

Enhver i dit Folk er retfærdig, evigt ejer de Landet, et Skud, som HERREN har plantet, hans Hænders Værk, til hans Ære.

22 The little one shall become a thousand, and the small, a mighty nation: I the Lord will hasten it in its time.

Den mindste bliver en Stamme, den ringeste et talrigt Folk. Jeg er HERREN; når Tid er inde, vil jeg fremme det i Hast.