Isaiah 25
1 Jehovah, you are my God. I will exalt you. I will praise your name, for you have done wonderful things, things planned long ago, in complete faithfulness and truth.
HERRE, min Gud er du; jeg priser dig, lover dit Navn. Thi du har gjort et Under, Raad fra fordum var tro og sande.
2 For you have made a city into a heap, a fortified city into a ruin, a palace of the insolent is a city no more; it will never be rebuilt.
Thi du lagde Byen i Grus, den faste Stad i Ruiner; de fremmedes Borg er nedbrudt, aldrig mer skal den bygges.
3 Therefore a strong people will glorify you. A city of awesome nations will fear you.
Derfor ærer dig et mægtigt Folk, frygter dig grumme Hedningers Stad.
4 For you have been a stronghold to the poor, a stronghold to the needy in his distress, a refuge from the storm, a shade from the heat, when the blast of the dreaded ones is like a storm against the wall.
Thi du blev de ringes Værn, den fattiges Værn i Nøden, et Ly mod Skylregn, en Skygge mod Hede; thi som isnende Regn er Voldsmænds Aande,
5 As the heat in a dry place will you bring down the noise of strangers; as the heat by the shade of a cloud, the song of the dreaded ones will be brought low.
som Hede i det tørre Land. Du kuer de fremmedes Larm; som Hede ved Skyens Skygge saa dæmpes Voldsmænds Sang.
6 In this mountain, Jehovah of hosts will make all peoples a feast of fat things, a feast of choice wines, of fat things full of marrow, of well refined choice wines.
Hærskarers HERRE gør paa dette Bjerg et Gæstebud for alle Folkeslag med fede Retter og stærk Vin, med fede, marvfulde Retter og stærk og klaret Vin.
7 He will destroy in this mountain the surface of the covering that covers all peoples, and the veil that is spread over all nations.
Og han borttager paa dette Bjerg Sløret, som tilslører alle Folkeslag, og Dækket, der dækker alle Folk.
8 He has swallowed up death in victory. Jehovah will wipe away tears from off all faces. He will take the reproach of his people away from off all the earth, for Jehovah has spoken it.
Han opsluger Døden for stedse. Og den Herre HERREN aftørrer Taaren af hver en Kind og gør Ende paa sit Folks Skam paa hele Jorden, saa sandt HERREN har talet.
9 It shall be said in that day, "Look, this is our God. We have waited for him, and he will save us. This is Jehovah. We have waited for him. We will be glad and rejoice in his salvation."
Paa hin Dag skal man sige: Se, her er vor Gud, som vi biede paa, og som frelste os; her er HERREN, som vi biede paa. Lad os juble og glæde os over hans Frelse;
10 For in this mountain the hand of Jehovah will rest. Moab will be trodden down in his place, even like straw is trodden down in a dunghill.
thi HERRENS Haand hviler over dette Bjerg. Men Moab trampes ned, hvor det staar, som Straa i Møddingpølen;
11 He will spread out his hands in its midst, like one who swims spreads out hands to swim, but his pride will be humbled together with the craft of his hands.
det breder sine Hænder ud deri, som Svømmeren gør for at svømme, og han ydmyger dets Hovmod trods Hændernes Kunstgreb.
12 He has brought the high fortress of your walls down, laid low, and brought to the ground, even to the dust.
Han nedbryder og nedstyrter de stejle Mures Værn; han jævner dem med Jorden, saa de ligger i Støvet.
