Isaiah 57
1 The righteous perish, but no one considers it, and the people of covenant faithfulness are gathered away, but no one understands that the righteous is gathered 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, those who walk in their uprightness.
De gaa ind til Fred, de hvile i deres Sovekamre, hver den, som vandrer ret for sig.
3 But come here, you sons of the sorceress, children of the adulterer and the woman who has prostituted herself.
Men I, kommer hid, I Troldkvindens Børn, du Horkarlens og Horkvindens Yngel!
4 Whom are you merrily mocking? Against whom are you opening the mouth and sticking out the tongue? Are you not children of rebellion, children of deceit?
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 heat yourselves up sleeping together under the oaks, under every green tree, you who kill your children in the dry riverbeds, under the rocky overhangs.
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 things of the river valley are the things that have been assigned to you. They are the object of your devotion. You pour out your drink offering to them and raise up a grain offering. In these things should I take pleasure?
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 You prepared your bed on a high mountain; you also went up there to offer sacrifices.
Du redte dit Leje paa et højt og ophøjet Bjerg; ogsaa der gik du op til at slagte Slagtoffer?
8 Behind the door and the doorposts you set up your symbols; you deserted me, made yourselves naked, and went up; you made your bed wide. You made a covenant with them; you loved their beds; you saw their private parts.
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 Molech with oil; you multiplied perfumes. You send your ambassadors far away; you went down 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 tired from your long journey, but you never said, “It is hopeless.” You found life in your hand; therefore you did not weaken.
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 “Whom are you worried about? Whom do you fear so much that has caused you to act so deceitfully, so much that you would not remember me or think about me? Because I was silent for so long, you are no longer afraid of 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 proclaim all your righteous acts and tell all that you have done, but they will not help you.
Jeg vil kundgøre din Retfærdighed og dine Gerninger, og de skulle ikke gavne dig.
13 When you cry out, let your collection of idols rescue you. Instead the wind will carry them all away, a breath will carry them all away. Yet he who takes refuge in me will inherit the land and will take possession of 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, build! Clear a way! Remove all the stumbling blocks from the path of my people!'”
Og man skal sige: Baner, baner, rydder Vejen, tager Stød bort af mit Folks Vej!
15 For this is what the high and elevated One says, who lives eternally, whose name is holy, “I live in the exalted and holy place, with him also that is of a crushed and humble spirit, to revive the spirit of the humble ones, and to revive the heart of the contrite ones.
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 accuse forever, nor will I be angry forever, for then man's spirit would faint before me, the lives that 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 Because of the sin of his violent gain, I was angry, and I punished him; I hid my face and was angry, but he went backward 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, but I will heal him. I will lead him and comfort and console those who mourn for him,
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 and I create the fruit of the lips. Peace, peace, to those who are far off and to those who are near—says Yahweh—I will heal them.
Jeg skaber Læbers Frugt: Fred, Fred for fjern og nær, siger Herren, og jeg læger ham.
20 But the wicked are like the tossing sea, which cannot rest, and its waters churn up mire and mud.
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 for the wicked one—says God.”
De ugudelige, siger min Gud, have ingen Fred.
