< Isaiah 17 >

1 The burden of Damascus. Behold, Damascus is taken away from [being] a city, And it has been a heap—a ruin.
Et Udsagn om Damaskus. Se, Damaskus går ud af Byernes Tal og bliver til Sten og Grus;
2 The cities of Aroer are forsaken, They are for droves, and they have lain down, And there is none troubling.
dets Stæder forlades for evigt og bliver Hjordes Eje; de lejrer sig uden at skræmmes.
3 And the fortress has ceased from Ephraim, And the kingdom from Damascus, And the remnant of Aram are as the glory of the sons of Israel, A declaration of YHWH of Hosts!
Det er ude med Efraims Værn, Damaskus's Kongedømme, Arams Rest; det går dem som Israels Sønners Herlighed, lyder det fra Hærskarers HERRE.
4 And it has come to pass in that day, The glory of Jacob waxes poor, And the fatness of his flesh waxes lean.
Og det skal ske på hin Dag: Ringe bliver Jakobs Herlighed, Huldet på hans Krop svinder hen;
5 And it has come to pass, As the gathering of the standing grain by the reaper, And his arm reaps the ears, And it has come to pass, As the gathering of the ears in the Valley of Rephaim,
det skal gå som når Høstkarlen griber om Korn og hans Arm skærer Aksene af, det skal gå, som når Aksene samles i Refaims Dal.
6 And gleanings have been left in him, As the surrounding of an olive, Two—three berries on the top of a branch, Four—five on the fruitful boughs, A declaration of YHWH, God of Israel!
En Efterslæt levnes deraf, som når Olietræets Frugt slås ned, to tre Bær øverst i Kronen, fire fem på Frugttræets Grene, så lyder det fra HERREN, Israels Gud.
7 In that day man looks to His Maker, Indeed, his eyes look to the Holy One of Israel,
På hin Dag skal Menneskene se hen til deres Skaber, og deres Øjne skal skue hen til Israels Hellige;
8 And he does not look to the altars. The work of his own hands, And that which his own fingers made, He does not see—the Asherim and the 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 In that day the cities of his strength are As the forsaken thing of the forest, And the branch that they have left, Because of the sons of Israel, It has also been a desolation.
På hin Dag ligger dine Byer forladt som de Tomter, Hivviter og Amoriter forlod for Israels Børn; og Landet skal blive en Ørk.
10 Because you have forgotten the God of your salvation, And have not remembered the Rock of your strength, Therefore you plant plants of pleasantness, And sow it with a strange shoot,
Thi du glemte din Frelses Gud, slog din Tilflugtsklippe af Tanke. Derfor planter du yndige Plantninger og sætter fremmede Skud;
11 You cause your plant to become great in the day, And make your seed to flourish in the morning, The harvest [is] a heap in a day of overflowing, And of mortal pain.
hver Dag får du din Plantning i Vækst, hver Morgen dit Skud i Blomst - indtil Høsten på Sotens, den ulægelige Smertes Dag.
12 Woe [to] the multitude of many peoples, They sound as the sounding of seas; And the roaring of nations, As the roaring of mighty waters [that] make a crashing.
Hør Bulder af mange Folkeslag! De buldrer som Havets Bulder. Drøn af Folkefærd! De drøner som vældige Vandes Drøn.
13 Nations crash as the roaring of many waters, And He rebuked them, And they fled far off, And were pursued as chaff of hills before wind, And as a rolling thing before a windstorm.
Folkefærdene drøner som Drønet af mange Vande. Men truer han ad dem, flygter de bort, vejres hen som Avner på Bjerge for Vinden, som hvirvlende Løv for Stormen.
14 At evening, behold, terror, before morning it is not, This [is] the portion of our spoilers, And the lot of our plunderers!
Ved Aftenstid kommer Rædsel; før Morgen gryr, er de borte. Det er vore Plyndreres Del, det er vore Ransmænds Lov

< Isaiah 17 >