Isaiah 57
1 The righteous perishes, and no man lays it to heart; and merciful men are taken away, none considering that the righteous is taken away from the evil.
Den retfærdige omkommer, og der er ingen, som lægger det paa Hjerte; og fromme Folk kaldes bort, men der er ingen, som giver Agt derpaa; thi den retfærdige kaldes bort, før det onde kommer.
2 He enters into peace; they rest in their beds, each one who walks in his uprightness.
De gaa ind til Fred, de hvile i deres Sovekamre, hver den, som vandrer ret for sig.
3 "But draw near here, you sons of the sorceress, offspring of an adulterer and a prostitute.
Men I, kommer hid, I Troldkvindens Børn, du Horkarlens og Horkvindens Yngel!
4 Against whom are you mocking? Against whom do you make a wide mouth, and stick out your tongue? Aren't you children of rebellion, offspring of liars,
Over hvem gøre I eder lystige? ad hvem vrænge I Mund og række Tungen langt ud? ere I ikke Overtrædelsens Børn, Løgnens Sæd?
5 you who inflame yourselves among the oaks, under every green tree; who kill the children in the valleys, under the clefts of the rocks?
I, som ere optændte af Brynde for Afguderne, under hvert grønt Træ, I, som slagte Børnene i Dalene, i Kløfterne under Stenklipperne!
6 Among the smooth stones of the valley is your portion; they, they are your lot; you have even poured a drink offering to them. You have offered an offering. Shall I be appeased for these things?
Din Del er Dalens glatte Stene, de, de ere i din Lod, ja, for dem udgød du Drikofre, du ofrede dem Madoffer; skulde jeg berolige mig over disse Ting?
7 On a high and lofty mountain you have set your bed; there also you went up to offer sacrifice.
Du redte dit Leje paa et højt og ophøjet Bjerg; ogsaa der gik du op til at slagte Slagtoffer?
8 Behind the doors and the posts you have set up your memorial: for you have uncovered to someone besides me, and have gone up; you have enlarged your bed, and made you a covenant with them: you loved their bed where you saw it.
Og du satte dit Mindetegn bag Døren og Dørstolpen; thi bortvendt fra mig blottede du dig og gik op; du udvidede dit Leje og indlod dig i Pagt med dem; du elskede deres Leje paa hver Plads, du saa dem.
9 You went to the king with oil, and increased your perfumes, and sent your ambassadors far off, and debased yourself even to Sheol. (Sheol h7585)
Og salvet med Olie saa du hen til Kongen og formerede dine vellugtende Salver; og du sendte dine Bud langvejs hen og steg dybt ned indtil Dødsriget. (Sheol h7585)
10 You were wearied with the length of your way; yet you did not say, 'It is in vain.' You found a reviving of your strength; therefore you weren't faint.
Formedelst din lange Vej er du bleven træt; dog sagde du ikke: „Jeg giver tabt!‟ du fandt Liv i din Haand, derfor blev du ikke syg.
11 "Of whom have you been afraid and in fear, that you lie, and have not remembered me, nor laid it to your heart? Haven't I held my peace even of long time, and you do not fear me?
Og for hvem har du været bange og frygtet, saa at du vil lyve? men mig kommer du ikke i Hu og lægger det ikke paa dit Hjerte! mon ikke jeg har tiet og det fra fordums Tid af? men mig vil du ikke frygte!
12 I will declare your righteousness; and as for your works, they shall not profit you.
Jeg vil kundgøre din Retfærdighed og dine Gerninger, og de skulle ikke gavne dig.
13 When you cry, let those who you have gathered deliver you; but the wind shall take them, a breath shall carry them all away: but he who takes refuge in me shall possess the land, and shall inherit my holy mountain."
Naar du raaber, da lad dine Skarer redde dig! men Vejret skal løfte dem alle sammen op, et Vindpust skal tage dem bort; men den, som forlader sig paa mig, skal arve Landet og eje mit hellige Bjerg.
14 He will say, "Build up, build up, prepare the way, take up the stumbling-block out of the way of my people."
Og man skal sige: Baner, baner, rydder Vejen, tager Stød bort af mit Folks Vej!
15 For thus says the high and lofty One who inhabits eternity, whose name is Holy: "I dwell in the high and holy place, with him also who is of a contrite and humble spirit, to revive the spirit of the humble, and to revive the heart of the contrite.
Thi saa siger den Høje og Ophøjede, som bor i Evigheden, og hvis Navn er helligt: Jeg bor i det høje og hellige, og hos den sønderknuste og i Aanden nedbøjede for at gøre de nedbøjedes Aand levende og at gøre de sønderknustes Hjerter levende.
16 For I will not contend forever, neither will I be always angry; for the spirit would faint before me, and the souls who I have made.
Thi jeg vil ikke trætte evindelig og ikke være vred i Evighed; thi ellers maatte Aanden og de Sjæle, som jeg har skabt, forsmægte for mit Ansigt.
17 For the iniquity of his covetousness was I angry, and struck him; I hid myself and was angry; and he went on backsliding in the way of his heart.
For hans Gerrigheds Synd var jeg vred og slog ham, jeg skjulte mig i Vrede; men han vendte sig bort og gik sit Hjertes Vej.
18 I have seen his ways, and will heal him: I will lead him also, and restore comforts to him and to his mourners.
Hans Veje saa jeg, og jeg vil læge ham; og jeg vil lede ham og give ham og dem, som sørgede med ham, Trøst.
19 I create the fruit of the lips: Peace, peace, to him who is far off and to him who is near," says the LORD; "and I will heal him."
Jeg skaber Læbers Frugt: Fred, Fred for fjern og nær, siger Herren, og jeg læger ham.
20 But the wicked are like the troubled sea; for it can't rest, and its waters cast up mire and dirt.
Men de ugudelige ere som Havet, der er oprørt; thi det kan ikke være roligt, men dets Vande udkaste Skarn og Dynd.
21 "There is no peace," says my God, "for the wicked."
De ugudelige, siger min Gud, have ingen Fred.
