Isaiah 58
1 “Cry loudly; do not hold back. Lift up your voice like a trumpet. Confront my people with their rebellion, and the house of Jacob with their sins.
Raab højt, spar ikke din Strube, løft din Røst som Basunen, forkynd mit Folk dets Brøde og Jakobs Hus deres Synder!
2 Yet they seek me daily and delight in the knowledge of my ways, like a nation that practiced righteousness and did not abandon the law of their God. They ask me for righteous judgments; they take pleasure in the thought of God coming near.
Mig søger de Dag efter Dag og ønsker at kende mine Veje, som var de et Folk, der øver Retfærd, ej svigter, hvad dets Gud fandt ret. De spørger mig om Lov og Ret, de ønsker, at Gud er dem nær:
3 'Why have we fasted,' they say, 'but you do not see it? Why have we humbled ourselves, but you do not notice?' Look, on the day of your fast you find your own pleasure and oppress all your laborers.
»Hvi faster vi, uden du ser os, spæger os, uden du ænser det?« Se, I driver Handel, naar I faster, og pisker paa Arbejdsflokken.
4 Look, you fast to quarrel and fight, and to hit with your fist of wickedness; you do not fast today to make your voice heard above.
Se, I faster til Strid og Kiv, til Hug med gudløse Næver; som I faster i Dag, er det ikke, for at eders Røst skal høres i det høje.
5 Is this really the kind of fast that I would want: A day for anybody to humble himself, for him to bow down his head like a reed, and to spread sackcloth and ashes under himself? Do you really call this a fast, a day that pleases Yahweh?
Er det Faste efter mit Sind, en Dag, da et Menneske spæger sig? At hænge med sit Hoved som Siv, at ligge i Sæk og Aske, kalder du det for Faste, en Dag, der behager HERREN?
6 Is not this the fast that I choose: To release wicked bonds, to undo the ropes of the yoke, to set the crushed ones free, and to break every yoke?
Nej, Faste efter mit Sind er at løse Gudløsheds Lænker, at løsne Aagets Baand, at slippe de kuede fri og sønderbryde hvert Aag,
7 Is it not to break your bread with the hungry and to bring the poor and homeless into your house?” When you see someone naked, you should clothe him; and you should not hide yourself from your own relatives.
at bryde dit Brød til de sultne, bringe hjemløse Stakler i Hus, at du klæder den nøgne, du ser, ej nægter at hjælpe dine Landsmænd.
8 Then your light would be broken open like the sunrise, and your healing would quickly sprout up; your righteousness would go before you, and the glory of Yahweh would be your rearguard.
Som Morgenrøden bryder dit Lys da frem, da læges hastigt dit Saar, foran dig vandrer din Retfærd, HERRENS Herlighed slutter Toget.
9 Then you would call, and Yahweh would answer; you would cry out for help, and he would say, “Here I am.” If you take away from among yourselves the yoke, the accusing finger, and the speech of wickedness,
Da svarer HERREN, naar du kalder; paa dit Raab er hans Svar: »Her er jeg!« Fjerner du Aaget fra din Midte, holder op at tale ondt og pege Fingre,
10 if you yourselves provide for the hungry and satisfy the need of the distressed; then your light will rise in the darkness, and your darkness will be like the noonday.
rækker du den sultne dit Brød og mætter en vansmægtende Sjæl, skal dit Lys straale frem i Mørke, dit Mulm skal blive som Middag;
11 Then Yahweh will lead you continually and satisfy you in regions where there is no water, and he will strengthen your bones. You will be like a watered garden, and like a spring of water, whose waters never fail.
HERREN skal altid lede dig, mætte din Sjæl, hvor der er goldt, og give dig nye Kræfter; du bliver som en vandrig Have, som rindende Væld, hvor Vandet aldrig svigter.
12 Some of you will rebuild the ancient ruins; you will raise up the ruins of many generations; you will be called “The repairer of the wall,” “The restorer of streets to live on.”
Da bygges paa ældgamle Tomter, du rejser længst faldne Mure; da kaldes du »Murbrudsbøder«, »Genskaber af farbare Veje«.
13 Suppose that you turn back your feet from traveling on the Sabbath day, and from doing your own pleasure on my holy day. Suppose that you call the Sabbath a delight, and that you call the matters of Yahweh holy and honored. Suppose that you honor the Sabbath by leaving your own business, and by not finding your own pleasure and by not speaking your own words.
Varer du din Fod paa Sabbatten, saa du ej driver Handel paa min Helligdag, kalder du Sabbatten en Fryd, HERRENS Helligdag ærværdig, ærer den ved ikke at arbejde, holder dig fra Handel og unyttig Snak,
14 “Then you will find delight in Yahweh; and I will make you ride on the heights of the earth; I will feed you from the inheritance of Jacob your father—for the mouth of Yahweh has spoken.”
da skal du frydes over HERREN; jeg lader dig færdes over Landets Høje og nyde din Fader Jakobs Eje. Thi HERRENS Mund har talet.
