Isaiah 1
1 The Visions of Isaiah son of Amoz, that he hath seen concerning Judah and Jerusalem, in the days of Uzziah, Jotham, Ahaz, Hezekiah, kings of Judah.
Det Syn, Esajas, Amoz's Søn, skuede om Juda og Jerusalem, i de Dage da Uzzija, Jotam, Akaz og Ezekias var Konger i Juda.
2 Hear, O heavens, and give ear, O earth, For Jehovah hath spoken: Sons I have nourished and brought up, And they — they transgressed against Me.
Hør, I Himle, lyt, du Jord, thi HERREN taler: Børn har jeg opfødt og fostret, men de forbrød sig imod mig.
3 An ox hath known its owner, And an ass the crib of its master, Israel hath not known, My people hath not understood.
En Okse kender sin Ejer, et Æsel sin Herres Krybbe; men Israel kender intet, mit Folk kan intet fatte.
4 Ah, sinning nation, a people heavy [with] iniquity, A seed of evil doers, sons — corrupters! They have forsaken Jehovah, They have despised the Holy One of Israel, They have gone away backward.
Ve det syndefulde Folk, en brødetynget Slægt, Ugerningsmænds Æt, vanartede Børn! De svigtede HERREN, lod haant om Israels Hellige, vendte ham Ryg.
5 Wherefore are ye stricken any more? Ye do add apostasy! Every head is become diseased, and every heart [is] sick.
Kan I taale flere Hug, siden I stadig falder fra? Kun Saar er Hovedet, sygt hele Hjertet;
6 From the sole of the foot — unto the head, There is no soundness in it, Wound, and bruise, and fresh smiting! They have not been closed nor bound, Nor have they softened with ointment.
fra Fodsaal til Isse er intet helt, kun Flænger, Strimer og friske Saar; de er ej trykket ud, ej heller forbundet og ikke lindret med Olie.
7 Your land [is] a desolation, your cities burnt with fire, Your ground, before you strangers are consuming it, And a desolation as overthrown by strangers!
Eders Land er øde, eders Byer brændt, fremmede æder eders Jord for eders Øjne — saa øde som ved Sodomas Undergang.
8 And left hath been the daughter of Zion, As a booth in a vineyard, As a lodge in a place of cucumbers — as a city besieged.
Zions Datter er levnet som en Hytte i en Vingaard, et Vagtskur i en Græskarmark, en omringet By.
9 Unless Jehovah of Hosts had left to us a remnant, Shortly — as Sodom we had been, To Gomorrah we had been like!
Havde ikke Hærskarers HERRE levnet os en Rest, da var vi som Sodoma, ligned Gomorra.
10 Hear the word of Jehovah, ye rulers of Sodom, Give ear to the law of our God, ye people of Gomorrah,
Laan Øre til HERRENS Ord, I Sodomadommere, lyt til vor Guds Aabenbaring, du Gomorrafolk!
11 'Why to Me the abundance of your sacrifices? saith Jehovah, I have been satiated [with] burnt-offerings of rams, And fat of fatlings; And blood of bullocks, and lambs, And he-goats I have not desired.
Hvad skal jeg med alle eders Slagtofre? siger HERREN; jeg er mæt af Væderbrændofre, af Fedekalves Fedt, har ej Lyst til Blod af Okser og Lam og Bukke.
12 When ye come in to appear before Me, Who hath required this of your hand, To trample My courts?
Naar I kommer at stedes for mit Aasyn, hvo kræver da af jer, at min Forgaard trampes ned?
13 Add not to bring in a vain present, Incense — an abomination it [is] to Me, New moon, and sabbath, calling of convocation! Rendure not iniquity — and a restraint!
Bring ej flere tomme Afgrødeofre, vederstyggelig Offerrøg er de mig! Nymaanefest, Sabbat og festligt Stævne — jeg afskyr Uret og festlig Samling.
14 Your new moons and your set seasons hath My soul hated, They have been upon me for a burden, I have been weary of bearing.
Eders Nymaanefester og Højtider hader min Sjæl, de er mig en Byrde, jeg er træt af at bære.
15 And in your spreading forth your hands, I hide mine eyes from you, Also when ye increase prayer, I do not hear, Your hands of blood have been full.
Breder I Hænderne ud, skjuler jeg Øjnene for jer. Hvor meget I saa end beder, jeg hører det ikke. Eders Hænder er fulde af Blod;
16 Wash ye, make ye pure, Turn aside the evil of your doings, from before Mine eyes, Cease to do evil, learn to do good.
tvæt jer, rens jer, bort med de onde Gerninger fra mine Øjne! Hør op med det onde,
17 Seek judgment, make happy the oppressed, Judge the fatherless, strive [for] the widow.
lær det gode, læg Vind paa, hvad Ret er; hjælp fortrykte, skaf faderløse Ret, før Enkens Sag!
18 Come, I pray you, and we reason, saith Jehovah, If your sins are as scarlet, as snow they shall be white, If they are red as crimson, as wool they shall be!
Kom, lad os gaa i Rette med hinanden, siger HERREN. Er eders Synder som Skarlagen, de skal blive hvide som Sne; er de end røde som Purpur, de skal dog blive som Uld.
19 If ye are willing, and have hearkened, The good of the land ye consume,
Lyder I villigt, skal I æde Landets Goder;
20 And if ye refuse, and have rebelled, [By] the sword ye are consumed, For the mouth of Jehovah hath spoken.
staar I genstridigt imod, skal I ædes af Sværd. Thi HERRENS Mund har talet.
21 How hath a faithful city become a harlot? I have filled it [with] judgment, Righteousness lodgeth in it — now murderers.
At den skulde ende som Skøge, den trofaste By, Zion, saa fuld af Ret, Retfærdigheds Hjem — men nu er der Mordere.
22 Thy silver hath become dross, Thy drink polluted with water.
Dit Sølv er blevet til Slagger, din Vin er spædet med Vand.
23 Thy princes [are] apostates, and companions of thieves, Every one loving a bribe, and pursuing rewards, The fatherless they judge not, And the plea of the widow cometh not to them.
Tøjlesløse er dine Førere, Venner med Tyve; Gaver elsker de alle, jager efter Stikpenge, skaffer ej faderløse Ret og tager sig ikke af Enkens Sag.
24 Therefore — the affirmation of the Lord — Jehovah of Hosts, the Mighty One of Israel: Ah, I am eased of Mine adversaries, And I am avenged of Mine enemies,
Derfor lyder det fra Herren, Hærskarers HERRE, Israels Vældige: »Min Gengælds Ve over Avindsmænd, min Hævn over Fjender!
25 And I turn back My hand upon thee, And I refine as purity thy dross, And I turn aside all thy tin,
Jeg vender min Haand imod dig, renser ud dine Slagger i Ovnen og udskiller alt dit Bly.
26 And I give back thy judges as at the first, And thy counsellors as in the beginning, After this thou art called, 'A city of righteousness — a faithful city.'
Jeg giver dig Dommere som fordum, Raadsherrer som før; saa kaldes du Retfærdigheds By, den trofaste Stad.«
27 Zion in judgment is redeemed, And her captivity in righteousness.
Zion genløses ved Ret, de omvendte der ved Retfærd.
28 And the destruction of transgressors and sinners [is] together, And those forsaking Jehovah are consumed.
Men Overtrædere og Syndere knuses til Hobe; hvo HERREN svigter, forgaar.
29 For [men] are ashamed because of the oaks That ye have desired, And ye are confounded because of the gardens That ye have chosen.
Thi Skam vil I faa af de Ege, I elsker, Skuffelse af Lundene, I sætter saa højt;
30 For ye are as an oak whose leaf is fading, And as a garden that hath no water.
thi I bliver som en Eg med visnende Løv, som en Lund, hvor der ikke er Vand.
31 And the strong hath been for tow, And his work for a spark, And burned have both of them together, And there is none quenching!
Den stærke bliver til Blaar, hans Værk til en Gnist; begge brænder med hinanden, og ingen slukker.
