Isaiah 5
1 Let me sing for my wellbeloved a song of my beloved touching his vineyard. My wellbeloved had a vineyard in a very fruitful hill:
Jeg vil synge en Sang om min Ven, en Kærlighedssang om hans Vingård: Min Ven, han havde en Vingård på en frugtbar Høj.
2 and he made a trench about it, and gathered out the stones thereof, and planted it with the choicest vine, and built a tower in the midst of it, and also hewed out a winepress therein: and he looked that it should bring forth grapes, and it brought forth wild grapes.
Han grov den, rensed den for Sten og plantede ædle Ranker; han bygged et Vagttårn deri og huggede også en Perse. Men den bar vilde Druer, skønt han ventede Høst af ædle.
3 And now, O inhabitants of Jerusalem and men of Judah, judge, I pray you, betwixt me and my vineyard.
Og nu, Jerusalems Borgere, Judas Mænd, skift Ret mellem mig og min Vingård!
4 What could have been done more to my vineyard, that I have not done in it? wherefore, when I looked that it should bring forth grapes, brought it forth wild grapes?
Hvad mer var at gøre ved Vingården, hvad lod jeg ugjort? Hvi bar den vilde Druer, skønt jeg ventede Høst af ædle?
5 And now go to; I will tell you what I will do to my vineyard: I will take away the hedge thereof, and it shall be eaten up; I will break down the fence thereof, and it shall be trodden down:
Så vil jeg da lade jer vide, hvad jeg vil gøre ved min Vingård: Nedrive dens Hegn, så den ædes op, nedbryde dens Mur, så den trampes ned!
6 and I will lay it waste; it shall not be pruned nor hoed; but there shall come up briers and thorns: I will also command the clouds that they rain no rain upon it.
Jeg lægger den øde; den skal ikke beskæres og ikke graves, men gro sammen i Torn og Tidsel; og Skyerne giver jeg Påbud om ikke at sende den Regn.
7 For the vineyard of the LORD of hosts is the house of Israel, and the men of Judah his pleasant plant: and he looked for judgment, but behold oppression; for righteousness, but behold a cry.
Thi Hærskarers HERREs Vingård er Israels Hus, og Judas Mænd er hans Yndlingsplantning. Han vented på Retfærd se, der kom Letfærd, han vented på Lov se, Skrig over Rov!
8 Woe unto them that join house to house, that lay field to field, till there be no room, and ye be made to dwell alone in the midst of the land!
Ve dem, der føjer Hus til Hus, dem, der lægger Mark til Mark, så der ikke er Plads tilbage, men kun I har Landet i Eje.
9 In mine ears [saith] the LORD of hosts, Of a truth many houses shall be desolate, even great and fair, without inhabitant.
Det lyder i mine Ører fra Hærskarers HERRE: "For vist skal de mange Huse blive øde, de store og smukke skal ingen bebo;
10 For ten acres of vineyard shall yield one bath, and a homer of seed shall yield [but] an ephah.
thi på ti Tønder Vinland skal høstes en Bat, af en Homers Udsæd skal høstes en Efa.
11 Woe unto them that rise up early in the morning, that they may follow strong drink; that tarry late into the night, till wine inflame them!
Ve dem, der årle jager efter Drik og ud på Natten blusser af Vin!
12 And the harp and the lute, the tabret and the pipe, and wine, are [in] their feasts: but they regard not the work of the LORD, neither have they considered the operation of his hands.
Med Citre og Harper holder de Gilde, med Håndpauker, Fløjter og Vin, men ser ikke HERRENs Gerning, har ej Syn for hans Hænders Værk.
13 Therefore my people are gone into captivity, for lack of knowledge: and their honourable men are famished, and their multitude are parched with thirst.
Derfor skal mit Folk føres bort, før det ved det, dets Adel blive Hungerens Bytte, dets Hob vansmægte af Tørst.
14 Therefore hell hath enlarged her desire, and opened her mouth without measure: and their glory, and their multitude, and their pomp, and he that rejoiceth among them, descend [into it]. (Sheol h7585)
Derfor vokser Dødsrigets Gridskhed, det spiler sit Gab uden Grænse; dets Stormænd styrter derned, dets larmende, lystige Slæng. (Sheol h7585)
15 And the mean man is bowed down, and the great man is humbled, and the eyes of the lofty are humbled:
Mennesket bøjes, og Manden ydmyges, de stolte slår Øjnene ned;
16 but the LORD of hosts is exalted in judgment, and God the Holy One is sanctified in righteousness.
men Hærskarers HERRE ophøjes ved Dommen, den hellige Gud bliver helliget ved Retfærd.
17 Then shall the lambs feed as in their pasture, and the waste places of the fat ones shall wanderers eat.
Og der går Får på Græs, Geder afgnaver omkomnes Tomter.
18 Woe unto them that draw iniquity with cords of vanity, and sin as it were with a cart rope:
Ve dem, der trækker Straffen hid med Brødens Skagler og Syndebod hid som med Vognreb,
19 that say, Let him make speed, let him hasten his work, that we may see it: and let the counsel of the Holy One of Israel draw nigh and come, that we may know it!
som siger: "Lad ham skynde sig, haste med sit Værk, så vi får det at se; lad Israels Helliges Råd dog komme snart, at vi kan kende det!"
20 Woe unto them that call evil good, and good evil; that put darkness for light, and light for darkness; that put bitter for sweet, and sweet for bitter!
Ve dem, der kalder ondt for godt og godt for ondt, gør Mørke til Lys og Lys til Mørke, gør beskt til sødt og sødt til beskt!
21 Woe unto them that are wise their own eyes, and prudent in their own sight!
Ve dem, der tykkes sig vise og er kloge i egne Tanker!
22 Woe unto them that are mighty to drink wine, and men of strength to mingle strong drink:
Ve dem, der er Helte til at drikke Vin og vældige til at blande stærke Drikke,
23 which justify the wicked for a reward, and take away the righteousness of the righteous from him!
som for Gave giver den skyldige Ret og røver den skyldfri Retten, han har.
24 Therefore as the tongue of fire devoureth the stubble, and as the dry grass sinketh down in the flame, so their root shall be as rottenness, and their blossom shall go up as dust: because they have rejected the law of the LORD of hosts, and despised the word of the Holy One of Israel.
Derfor, som Ildens Tunge æder Strå og Hø synker sammen i Luen, så skal deres Rod blive rådden, deres Blomst henvejres som Støv; thi om Hærskarers HERRERs Lov lod de hånt og ringeagted Israels Helliges Ord.
25 Therefore is the anger of the LORD kindled against his people, and he hath stretched forth his hand against them, and hath smitten them, and the hills did tremble, and their carcases were as refuse in the midst of the streets. For all this his anger is not turned away, but his hand is stretched out still.
Så blusser da HERRENs Vrede mod hans Folk, og han udrækker Hånden imod det og slår det, så Bjergene skælver og Ligene ligger som Skarn på Gaden. Men trods alt har hans Vrede ej lagt sig, hans Hånd er fremdeles rakt ud.
26 And he will lift up an ensign to the nations from far, and will hiss for them from the end of the earth: and, behold, they shall come with speed swiftly:
For et Folk i det fjerne løfter han Banner og fløjter det hid fra Jordens Ende; og se, det kommer hastigt og let.
27 None shall be weary nor stumble among them; none shall slumber nor sleep; neither shall the girdle of their loins be loosed, nor the latchet of their shoes be broken:
Ingen iblandt dem er træt eller snubler, ingen blunder, og ingen sover; Bæltet om Lænden løsnes ikke, Skoens Rem springer ikke op;
28 whose arrows are sharp, and all their bows bent; their horses’ hoofs shall be counted like flint, and their wheels like a whirlwind:
hvæssede er dets Pile, alle dets Buer spændte; som Flint er Hestenes Hove, dets Vognhjul som Hvirvelvind.
29 their roaring shall be like a lion, they shall roar like young lions: yea, they shall roar, and lay hold of the prey, and carry it away safe, and there shall be none to deliver.
Det har et Brøl som en Løve, brøler som unge Løver, brummende griber det Byttet, bjærger det, ingen kan fri det.
30 And they shall roar against them in that day like the roaring of the sea: and if one look unto the land, behold darkness [and] distress, and the light is darkened in the clouds thereof.
Men på hin Dag skal der bryde en Brummen løs imod det, som når Havet brummer; og skuer det ud over Jorden, se, da er der Trængselsmørke, Lyset slukkes af tykke Skyer.
