Isaiah 25
1 O Jehovah, my God [art] Thou, I exalt Thee, I confess Thy name, For Thou hast done a wonderful thing, Counsels of old, stedfastness, O stedfast One.
Herre! du er min Gud, jeg vil ophøje dig, jeg vil bekende dit Navn; thi du gjorde Under; de Raad, som ere fattede længe tilforn, ere Trofasthed og Sandhed.
2 For Thou didst make of a city a heap, Of a fenced city a ruin, A high place of strangers from [being] a city, To the age it is not built.
Thi du gjorde af Staden en Stenhob, af den faste Stad en Grushob, de fremmedes Paladser ere ikke længer en Stad; den skal ikke bygges evindelig.
3 Therefore honour Thee do a strong people, A city of the terrible nations feareth Thee.
Derfor skal et mægtigt Folk ære dig; grumme Hedningers Stæder skulle frygte dig.
4 For Thou hast been a stronghold for the poor, A stronghold for the needy in his distress, A refuge from storm, a shadow from heat, When the spirit of the terrible [is] as a storm — a wall.
Thi du var den ringes Styrke, den fattiges Styrke, da han var i Angest, en Tilflugt imod Regnskyl, en Skygge imod Heden; thi de grummes Fnysen er som Regnskyl imod en Væg.
5 As heat in a dry place, The noise of strangers Thou humblest, Heat with the shadow of a thick cloud, The singing of the terrible is humbled.
Som Heden i det tørre Land, saa nedtrykker du de fremmedes Bulder; som Heden ved Skyggen af en Sky, saa dæmpes de grummes Sang.
6 And made hath Jehovah of Hosts, For all the peoples in this mount, A banquet of fat things, a banquet of preserved things, Fat things full of marrow, preserved things refined.
Og den Herre Zebaoth skal gøre for alle Folkeslag et fedt Gæstebud paa dette Bjerg, et Gæstebud med gammel Vin, med fed Marv, med gammel, klaret Vin.
7 And swallowed up hath He in this mountain The face of the wrapping that is wrapped over all the peoples, And of the covering that is spread over all the nations.
Og paa dette Bjerg skal han borttage Sløret, med hvilket alle Folkeslag ere tilslørede, og Dækket, hvormed alle Hedninger ere bedækkede.
8 He hath swallowed up death in victory, And wiped hath the Lord Jehovah, The tear from off all faces, And the reproach of His people He turneth aside from off all the earth, For Jehovah hath spoken.
Han skal opsluge Døden for evig, og den Herre, Herre skal afviske Graaden af alle Ansigter og borttage sit Folks Forsmædelse af al Jorden; thi Herren har talt det.
9 And [one] hath said in that day, 'Lo, this [is] our God, We waited for Him, and He saveth us, This [is] Jehovah, we have waited for Him, We joy and rejoice in His salvation.'
Og man skal sige paa den Dag: Se, dette er vor Gud, vi have haabet paa ham, og han skal frelse os; dette er Herren, vi have haabet paa ham, vi ville fryde og glæde os ved hans Frelse.
10 For rest doth the hand of Jehovah on this mountain, And trodden down is Moab under Him, As trodden down is straw on a dunghill.
Thi Herrens Haand skal hvile over dette Bjerg; men Moab skal nedtrædes, som man nedtræder Halm i Møddingpølen.
11 And he spread out his hands in its midst, As spread out doth the swimmer to swim; And He hath humbled his excellency With the machinations of his hands.
Og det skal brede sine Hænder ud deri, ligesom den, der svømmer, udbreder dem for at svømme; og han skal nedtrykke dets Hovmod tillige med dets Hænders Ranker.
12 And the fortress of the high place of thy walls He hath bowed down — He hath made low, He hath caused [it] to come to the earth, — unto dust.
Og dine høje Mures Befæstning skal han styrte, nedkaste, slaa til Jorden indtil Støvet.
