Isaiah 50
1 The LORD says, “Where is the bill of your mother’s divorce, with which I have put her away? Or to which of my creditors have I sold you? Behold, you were sold for your iniquities, and your mother was put away for your transgressions.
Så siger HERREN: Hvor er eders Moders Skilsmissebrev, med hvilket jeg sendte hende bort; eller hvem var jeg noget skyldig, så jeg solgte eder til ham? Nej, for eders Brøde solgtes I, for eders Synd blev eders Moder sendt bort.
2 Why, when I came, was there no one? When I called, why was there no one to answer? Is my hand shortened at all, that it can’t redeem? Or have I no power to deliver? Behold, at my rebuke I dry up the sea. I make the rivers a wilderness. Their fish stink because there is no water, and die of thirst.
Hvi var der da ingen, da jeg kom, hvi svarede ingen, da jeg kaldte? Er min Hånd for kort til af udfri, har jeg ingen Kraft til at redde? Ved min Trussel udtørrer jeg Havet, Strømme gør jeg til Ørk, så Fiskene rådner af Mangel på Vand og dør af Tørst;
3 I clothe the heavens with blackness. I make sackcloth their covering.”
jeg klæder Himlen i sort og hyller den ind i Sæk.
4 The Lord GOD has given me the tongue of those who are taught, that I may know how to sustain with words him who is weary. He awakens morning by morning, he awakens my ear to hear as those who are taught.
Den Herre HERREN gav mig Lærlinges Tunge, at jeg skulde vide at styrke de trætte med Ord; han vækker hver Morgen mit Øre, han vækker det til at høre, som Lærlinge hører.
5 The Lord GOD has opened my ear. I was not rebellious. I have not turned back.
Den Herre HERREN åbnede mit Øre, og jeg stred ikke imod, jeg unddrog mig ikke;
6 I gave my back to those who beat me, and my cheeks to those who plucked off the hair. I didn’t hide my face from shame and spitting.
min Ryg bød jeg frem til Hug, mit Skæg til at rives, mit Ansigt skjulte jeg ikke for Hån og Spyt.
7 For the Lord GOD will help me. Therefore I have not been confounded. Therefore I have set my face like a flint, and I know that I won’t be disappointed.
Mig hjælper den Herre HERREN, så jeg ikke beskæmmes; jeg gør derfor mit Ansigt som Sten og ved, jeg bliver ikke til Skamme.
8 He who justifies me is near. Who will bring charges against me? Let us stand up together. Who is my adversary? Let him come near to me.
Min Retfærdiggører er nær; lad os mødes, om nogen vil Strid; om nogen vil trætte med mig, så træde han hid!
9 Behold, the Lord GOD will help me! Who is he who will condemn me? Behold, they will all grow old like a garment. The moths will eat them up.
Se, den Herre HERREN hjælper mig, hvo vil fordømme mig? Se, alle slides op som en Klædning, Møl fortærer dem.
10 Who among you fears the LORD and obeys the voice of his servant? He who walks in darkness and has no light, let him trust in the LORD’s name, and rely on his God.
Frygter nogen af jer HERREN, han lytte til hans Tjener, enhver, som vandrer i Mørke og uden Lys; han stole på HERRENs Navn, søge Støtte hos sin Gud!
11 Behold, all you who kindle a fire, who adorn yourselves with torches around yourselves, walk in the flame of your fire, and among the torches that you have kindled. You will have this from my hand: you will lie down in sorrow.
Alle I, som optænder Ild og sætter Pile i Brand, gå ind i eders brændende Ild, i Pilene, I tændte! Fra min Hånd skal det ramme eder, i Kval skal I ligge.
