Isaiah 47
1 Come down and sit in the dust, virgin daughter of Babylon; sit on the ground without a throne, daughter of the Chaldeans. You will no longer be called dainty and delicate.
Stig ned og set deg i moldi, du møy Babel-dotter! Set deg på jordi utan kongsstol, du kaldæar-dotter! For ei skal du lenger kallast den kløkke og kjælne.
2 Take the millstone and grind flour; remove your veil, strip off your flowing robe, uncover your legs, cross the streams.
Tak handkverni og mal mjøl, legg sløret burt! lyft slæpet upp, næk leggen, vad yver elvar!
3 Your nakedness will be uncovered, yes, your shame will be seen: I will take vengeance and will not spare a man.
Lat skammi di syna seg, lat deim sjå di skjemsla! Hemn tek eg og sparer ikkje eit menneskje.
4 Our Redeemer, Yahweh of hosts is his name, the Holy One of Israel.
Vår utløysar, Allhers-Herren han heiter, Israels Heilage.
5 Sit in silence and go into darkness, daughter of the Chaldeans; for you will no longer be called queen of kingdoms.
Set deg stilt og gøym deg i myrkret, du kaldæar-dotter! For ei skal du lenger kallast dronning yver riki.
6 I was angry with my people; I defiled my heritage and gave them over into your hand, but you showed them no mercy; you placed a very heavy yoke on the old people.
Eg var harm på mitt folk, vanhelga min arvlut og gav deim i dine hender. Men du viste ikkje medynk. Jamvel på gamlingar la du ditt tunge ok.
7 You said, “I will rule forever as sovereign queen.” You did not take these things to heart, nor did you consider how they would turn out.
Du sagde: «Eg skal alltid vera Æve-dronning, » du la ikkje det på hjarta, tenkte ikkje på endelykti.
8 So now hear this, you who love pleasure and sit securely; you who say in your heart, “I exist, and there is no one else like me; I will never sit as a widow, nor will I ever experience loss of children.”
So høyr no det, du kjælne, som trunar so trygt, du som segjer i ditt hjarta: «Eg og ingen annan! Eg skal ikkje sitja enkja, og aldri sjå meg barnlaus!»
9 But these two things will come to you in a moment in one day: the loss of children and widowhood; in full force they will come on you, despite your sorceries and your many incantations and amulets.
Båe desse ulukkor skal brått koma yver deg på ein einaste dag, barnløysa og enkjestand kjem på deg i fullaste mål, tråss i dine mange trollingar og dine sterke bannlysingar.
10 You have trusted in your wickedness; you have said, “No one sees me”; your wisdom and your knowledge lead you astray, but you say in your heart, “I exist, and there is no one else like me.”
Du var trygg i vondskapen din og sa: «Det er ingen som ser meg!» Visdomen din og vitskapen din hev dåra deg, so du sa i ditt hjarta: «Eg og ingen annan!»
11 Disaster will overcome you; you will not be able to drive it away with your incantations. Destruction will fall on you; you will not be able to ward it off. Calamity will strike you suddenly, before you know it.
So skal det då vondt koma yver deg, som du veit’kje å venda av, ei ulukka skal falla yver deg, som du ikkje kann sona burt, og brått skal det koma yver deg tjon når du ikkje varast.
12 Persist in casting your spells and your many sorceries which you have faithfully recited since your childhood; perhaps you will be successful, perhaps you will scare away disaster.
Kom no med dine bannlysingar, dine mange trollingar, som du hev stræva med ifrå ungdomen! Kanskje kunde du finna hjelp, kanskje skræma ulukka burt.
13 You are tired out with your many consultations; let those men stand up and save you—those who chart the heavens and look at the stars, those who declare the new moons—let them save you from what will happen to you.
Du hev trøytta deg med dine mange råder, lat deim so møta, lat dei himmelkunnige hjelpa deg, stjernekikaran’, dei som kvar månad forkynner kva som skal hendast deg!
14 See, they will become like stubble. The fire will burn them up. They will not save themselves from the hand of the flame. There are no coals to warm them and no fire for them to sit by!
Men dei hev vorte som halm, elden brenner deim upp, dei kann ikkje berga sitt eige livet or loge-vald. Det er ikkje glod til å verma seg med, ikkje bål til å sitja attved.
15 This is what they have become to you— those with whom you have worked, and you have bought and sold with them since your youth— they wandered about each one in his own direction; there is no one who can rescue you.”
So gjeng det deg med deim du hev stræva for, handelsvenerne dine frå ungdomen din. Dei vildrar kvar sin veg, ingen som hjelper deg.
