Isaiah 60
1 Arise, be bright, for come hath thy light, And the honour of Jehovah hath risen on thee.
Gør dig rede, bliv Lys, thi dit Lys er kommet, HERRENs Herlighed er oprundet over dig.
2 For, lo, the darkness doth cover the earth, And thick darkness the peoples, And on thee rise doth Jehovah, And His honour on thee is seen.
Thi se, Mørke skjuler Jorden og Dunkelhed Folkene, men over dig skal HERREN oprinde, over dig skal hans Herlighed ses.
3 And come have nations to thy light, And kings to the brightness of thy rising.
Til dit Lys skal Folkene vandre, og Konger til dit strålende Skær.
4 Lift up round about thine eyes and see, All of them have been gathered, they have come to thee, Thy sons from afar do come, And thy daughters on the side are supported.
Løft Øjnene, se dig om, de samles, kommer alle til dig. Dine Sønner kommer fra det fjerne, dine Døtre bæres på Hofte;
5 Then thou seest, and hast become bright, And thine heart hath been afraid and enlarged, For turn unto thee doth the multitude of the sea, The forces of nations do come to thee.
da stråler dit Øje af Glæde, dit Hjerte banker og svulmer; thi Havets Skatte bliver dine, til dig kommer Folkenes Rigdom:
6 A company of camels covereth thee, Dromedaries of Midian and Ephah, All of them from Sheba do come, Gold and frankincense they bear, And of the praises of Jehovah they proclaim the tidings.
Kamelernes Vrimmel skjuler dig, Midjans og Efas Foler, de kommer alle fra Saba; Guld og Røgelse bærer de og kundgør HERRENs Pris;
7 All the flock of Kedar are gathered to thee, The rams of Nebaioth do serve thee, They ascend for acceptance Mine altar, And the house of My beauty I beautify.
alt Kedars Småkvæg samles til dig, dig tjener Nebajots Vædre, til mit Velbehag ofres de til mig, mit Bedehus herliggøres.
8 Who [are] these — as a thick cloud they fly, And as doves unto their windows?
Hvem flyver mon der som Skyer, som Duer til Dueslag?
9 Surely for Me isles do wait, And ships of Tarshish first, To bring thy sons from afar, Their silver and their gold with them, To the name of Jehovah thy God, And to the Holy One of Israel, Because He hath beautified thee.
Det er Skibe, der kommer med Hast, i Spidsen er Tarsisskibe, for at bringe dine Sønner fra det fjerne; deres Sølv og Guld har de med til HERREN din Guds Navn, Israels Hellige, han gør dig herlig.
10 And sons of a stranger have built thy walls, And their kings do serve thee, For in My wrath I have smitten thee, And in My good pleasure I have pitied thee.
Udlændinge skal bygge dine Mure, og tjene dig skal deres Konger; thi i Vrede slog jeg dig vel, men i Nåde forbarmer Jeg mig over dig.
11 And opened have thy gates continually, By day and by night they are not shut, To bring unto thee the force of nations, Even their kings are led.
Dine Porte holdes altid åbne, de lukkes hverken Dag eller Nat, at Folkenes Rigdom kan bringes dig med deres Konger som Førere.
12 For the nation and the kingdom that do not serve thee perish, Yea, the nations are utterly wasted.
Thi det Folk og, Rige, som ikke tjener dig, skal gå til Grunde, og Folkene skal lægges øde i Bund og Grund.
13 The honour of Lebanon unto thee doth come, Fir, pine, and box together, To beautify the place of My sanctuary, And the place of My feet I make honourable.
Til dig skal Libanons Herlighed komme, både Cypresser og Elm og Gran, for at smykke min Helligdoms Sted, så jeg ærer mine Fødders Skammel.
14 And come unto thee, bowing down, Have sons of those afflicting thee, And bowed themselves to the soles of thy feet Have all despising thee, And they have cried to thee: 'City of Jehovah, Zion of the Holy One of Israel.'
Dine Undertrykkeres Sønner kommer bøjet til dig, og alle, som håned dig, kaster sig ned for din Fod og kalder dig HERRENs By, Israels Helliges Zion.
15 Instead of thy being forsaken and hated, And none passing through, I have made thee for an excellency age-during, A joy of generation and generation.
Medens du før var forladt og hadet, så ingen drog gennem dig, gør jeg dig til evig Højhed, til Glæde fra Slægt til Slægt.
16 And thou hast sucked the milk of nations, Yea, the breast of kings thou suckest, And thou hast known that I, Jehovah, Thy Saviour, and Thy Redeemer, [Am] the Mighty One of Jacob.
Du skal indsuge Folkenes Mælk og die Kongernes Bryst. Du skal kende, at jeg, HERREN, er din Frelser, din Genløser Jakobs Vældige.
17 Instead of the brass I bring in gold, And instead of the iron I bring in silver, And instead of the wood brass, And instead of the stone iron, And I have made thy inspection peace, And thy exactors righteousness.
Guld sætter jeg i Stedet for Kobber og Sølv i Stedet for Jern, Kobber i Stedet for Træ og Jern i Stedet for Sten. Til din Øvrighed sætter jeg Fred, til Hersker over dig Retfærd.
18 Violence is not heard any more in thy land, Spoiling and destruction in thy borders, And thou hast called 'Salvation' thy walls, And thy gates, 'Praise.'
Der høres ej mer i dit Land om Uret, om Vold og Ufærd inden dine Grænser; du kalder Frelse dine Mure og Lovsang dine Porte.
19 To thee no more is the sun for a light by day, And for brightness the moon giveth not light to thee, And Jehovah hath become to thee A light age-during, and thy God thy beauty.
Ej mer skal Solen være dit Lys eller Månen Skinne for dig: HERREN skal være dit Lys for evigt, din Gud skal være din Herlighed.
20 Thy sun goeth no more in, And thy moon is not removed, For Jehovah becometh to thee a light age-during. And the days of thy mourning have been completed.
Din Sol skal ej mer gå ned, din Måne skal ej tage af; thi HERREN skal være dit Lys for evigt, dine Sørgedage har Ende.
21 And thy people [are] all of them righteous, To the age they possess the earth, A branch of My planting, A work of My hands, to be beautified.
Enhver i dit Folk er retfærdig, evigt ejer de Landet, et Skud, som HERREN har plantet, hans Hænders Værk, til hans Ære.
22 The little one doth become a chief, And the small one a mighty nation, I, Jehovah, in its own time do hasten it!
Den mindste bliver en Stamme, den ringeste et talrigt Folk. Jeg er HERREN; når Tid er inde, vil jeg fremme det i Hast.
