Isaiah 64
1 Oh that you would tear the heavens, that you would come down, that the mountains might quake at your presence,
gid du vilde sønderrive Himlene og fare ned, saa at Bjergene fløde bort for dit Ansigt!
2 as when fire kindles the brushwood, and the fire causes the waters to boil; to make your name known to your adversaries, that the nations may tremble at your presence.
Ligesom Ild antænder Kviste, ligesom Ild kommer Vand til at syde, saa lade du dine Fjender kende dit Navn, saa at Hedningerne bæve for dit Ansigt.
3 When you did awesome things which we did not look for, you came down, the mountains quaked at your presence.
Da du har gjort underlige Ting, skulde vi da ikke vente? du nedfor, Bjerge fløde bort for dit Ansigt.
4 Since ancient times no one has heard, and no ear has perceived, and no eye has seen a God besides you, who works for him who waits for him.
Og fra gammel Tid har man ikke hørt, har man ikke fornummet, intet Øje set, at nogen Gud uden du gjorde saadanne Ting for den, som bier efter ham.
5 You meet him who rejoices and works righteousness, those who remember you in your ways. Look, you were angry, and we sinned. We have been in sin for a long time; and shall we be saved?
Du møder den, som er glad ved at gøre Retfærdighed, de skulle komme dig i Hu paa dine Veje; se, du var vred, og vi bleve ved at synde; vare vi evindelig blevne paa dem, da vare vi nu frelste.
6 For we have all become as one who is unclean, and all our righteousness is as a polluted garment: and we all fade as a leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, take us away.
Men vi bleve alle som de urene og al vor Retfærdighed som et besmittet Klædebon; og vi faldt alle, af som et Blad, og vor Misgerning førte os bort som et Vejr.
7 There is none who calls on your name, who stirs up himself to take hold of you; for you have hidden your face from us, and have consumed us by means of our iniquities.
Og der er ingen, som paakalder dit Navn, ingen, som rejser sig for at holde fast ved dig; thi du har skjult dit Ansigt for os og smeltet os for vore Misgerningers Skyld.
8 But now, LORD, you are our Father, and we are clay, and you are our potter; and we all are the work of your hands.
Men nu, Herre! du er vor Fader; vi ere Leret, og du er den, som har dannet os, og vi ere alle din Haands Gerning.
9 Do not be furious, LORD, neither remember iniquity forever: see, look, we beg you, we are all your people.
Herre! vær ikke saa saare vred, og kom ikke Misgerninger evindelig i Hu; se, sku dog, vi ere alle dit Folk!
10 Your holy cities have become a wilderness, Zion has become like a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation.
Dine Helligdoms Stæder ere blevne til en Ørk; Zion er bleven til en Ørk, Jerusalem en Ødelæggelse.
11 Our holy and our beautiful house, where our fathers praised you, is burned with fire; and all our pleasant places are laid waste.
Vor Helligheds og vor Herligheds Hus, i hvilket vore Fædre lovede dig, er opbrændt med Ild, og alle vore lystelige Ting ere ødelagte.
12 Will you refrain yourself for these things, LORD? Will you hold your peace, and afflict us very severely?
Vil du over for disse Ting holde dig tilbage, Herre? vil du tie og nedtrykke os saa saare?
