Esaias 40
1 Trøysta, trøysta mitt folk! Segjer dykkar Gud.
“Be consoled, be consoled, O my people!” says your God.
2 Tala mildt til Jerusalem, og ropa til henne, at striden hennar er enda, at skuldi hennar er kvitta, at ho hev fenge av Herren tvifelt for alle sine synder.
Speak to the heart of Jerusalem, and call out to her! For her malice has reached its end. Her iniquity has been forgiven. She has received double for all her sins from the hand of the Lord.
3 Høyr, det ropar: «Brøyt i heidi veg for Herren! Jamna til i øydemarki gata for vår Gud!
The voice of one crying out in the desert: “Prepare the way of the Lord! Make straight the paths of our God, in a solitary place.
4 Kvar ein dal skal hevjast, kvart eit berg og bakke jamnast, haugarne verta ei sletta, og hamrarne verta til flatland.
Every valley will be exalted, and every mountain and hill will be brought low. And the crooked will be straightened, and the uneven will become level ways.
5 Herrens herlegdom skal te seg, alt kjøt skal det få sjå. For Herrens munn hev tala.»
And the glory of the Lord will be revealed. And all flesh together will see that the mouth of the Lord has spoken.”
6 Høyr, det segjer: «Preika!» Svarar ein: «Kva skal eg preika?» «Alt kjøt er gras, og alt dess ynde som blom på marki.
The voice of one saying, “Cry out!” And I said, “What should I cry out?” “All flesh is grass, and all its glory is like the flower of the field.
7 Graset visnar, blomen folnar, når Herrens ande blæs på deim. Ja, i sanning, folk er gras.
The grass has dried up, and the flower has fallen. For the Spirit of the Lord has blown over it. Truly, the people are like grass.
8 Graset visnar, blomen folnar, men ordet frå vår Gud stend æveleg.»
The grass has dried up, and the flower has fallen. But the Word of our Lord remains for eternity.”
9 Stig upp på høge fjellet, du Sion, fagnadbod! Lat røysti ljoma sterkt, Jerusalem, du gledebod! Lat ljoma, ræddast ei! Seg det til Judas byar: «Sjå der er dykkar Gud!»
You who evangelize Zion, climb a high mountain! You who evangelize Jerusalem, lift up your voice with strength! Lift it up! Do not be afraid! Say to the cities of Judah: “Behold, your God!”
10 Sjå, Herren, Herren kjem, den sterke, og med sin arm han ter si magt. Si løn han fører med seg, og fyre gjeng dei han hev vunne.
Behold, the Lord God will arrive in strength, and his arm will rule. Behold, his reward is with him, and his work is before him.
11 Som hyrding gjæter buskap sin, han sankar deim i armen, smålambi ber ved barmen, og leider møderne vart og lint.
He will pasture his flock like a shepherd. He will gather together the lambs with his arm, and he will lift them up to his bosom, and he himself will carry the very young.
12 Kven hev vatnet mælt i sin love, og yver himmelen spanna, og jordmoldi mælt i kanna, og vege fjell på bismar, og haugarne lagt på skålvegt?
Who has measured the waters in the hollow of his hand, and who has weighed the heavens with his palm? Who has suspended the mass of the earth with three fingers, and who has weighed the mountains on a balance and the hills on a scale?
13 Kven hev rettleidt Herrens ande? Kven gjev honom råd og lærdom?
Who has assisted the Spirit of the Lord? Or who has been his counselor and has revealed things to him?
14 Kven tok han på råd til å gjeve seg skyn, til å lære seg rette vegen, og læra seg kunnskap og visa seg vegen til vit?
With whom has he consulted? And who has instructed him, and taught him the path of justice, and guided him to knowledge, and revealed the way of understanding to him?
15 Nei, folki er som ein drope på vatsspann, som dust i skålvegt dei reknast, og øylandi føykjer han som fjom.
Behold, the nations are like a drop of water in a bucket, and they are considered as the smallest grain on a balance. Behold, the islands are like a little dust.
16 Libanon hev ikkje nok av ved, og ikkje offerdyr nok.
And Lebanon will not be sufficient to start a fire, and its animals will not be sufficient for a burnt offering.
17 Som inkje er alle folki for honom, han reknar deim for tome inkjevetta.
All the nations in his sight are as if they did not exist, and they are considered by him as if they were nothingness and emptiness.
18 Kven vil de då likna Gud med? Kva bilæte setja ved sida?
Therefore, to whom would you liken God? Or with what image would you replace him?
19 Bilætet, det støyper meisteren, og gullsmeden gyller det, og støyper sylvkjedor til det.
Should the workman cast a statue? Or has the goldsmith formed it with gold, or the silversmith with plates of silver?
20 Er ein for arm til slik ei gåva, vel han seg tre som ikkje morknar, og leitar upp ein dugleg meister, som set eit stødigt bilæt’ upp.
He has chosen strong wood that will not decay. The skillful artisan seeks a way to set up an idol that cannot be moved.
21 Skynar de ikkje? Høyrer de ikkje? Er det’kje meldt dykk frå fyrste stund? Greider de ikkje jorderiks grunnar?
Do you not know? Have you not heard? Has it not been announced to you from the beginning? Have you not understood the foundations of the earth?
22 Han sit høgt yver jordheims-kringen, dei som der bur, er som grashoppesverm. Himmelen breidde han ut som ein florduk, spana han ut som eit tjeld til å bu i.
He is the One who sits upon the globe of the earth, and its inhabitants are like locusts. He extends the heavens as if they were nothing, and he spreads them out like a tent, in which to dwell.
23 Hovdingar gjer han til ingen ting, domarar på jordi til inkjevetta.
He has brought those who examine what is secret to nothingness. He has brought the judges of the earth to emptiness.
24 Knapt er dei planta, knapt er dei sådde, knapt hev dei rotfest i jordi sin stomn, fyrr han andar på deim, og dei visnar, stormen føykjer deim burt som strå.
And certainly, their stalk was neither planted, nor sown, nor rooted in the ground. He has suddenly blown across them, and they have withered, and a whirlwind will carry them away like chaff.
25 Kven vil de likna meg med, so eg honom liktest? den Heilage segjer.
“And to whom would you compare me or equate me?” says the Holy One.
26 Lyft dykkar augo mot høgdi, og sjå kven hev som desse hev skapt! Han som mynstrer heren deira, nemner deim alle på namn. Stor i velde og sterk i kraft ikkje han saknar ein.
Lift up your eyes on high, and see who has created these things. He leads forth their army by number, and he calls them all by name. Because of the fullness of his strength and robustness and virtue, not one of them was left behind.
27 Kvi vil du segja, Jakob, og tala so, Israel: «Min veg er løynd for Herren, og min rett kjem burt for min Gud?»
Why do you say this, O Jacob, and why do you speak this way, O Israel? “My way has been hidden from the Lord, and my judgment escaped notice by my God.”
28 Hev du’kje skyna det? Hev du’kje høyrt det? Herren han er ein æveleg Gud, han hev skapt den vide verdi. Han vert ikkje trøytt, han vert ikkje mod, hans vit kann ingen grunda ut.
Do you not know, or have you not heard? The Lord is the eternal God, who has created the limits of the earth. He does not diminish, and he does not struggle. Neither is his wisdom searchable.
29 Han gjev den trøytte kraft og aukar styrken for magtlaus mann.
It is he who gives strength to the weary, and it is he who increases fortitude and strength in those who are failing.
30 Gutar vert trøytte og mode, og unge karar lyt snåva.
Servants will struggle and fail, and young men will fall into infirmity.
31 Men dei som vonar på Herren, fær atter kraft, dei fær nye vengjefjører som ørnar. Dei spring og trøytnar ikkje, dei gjeng og mødest ei.
But those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will take up wings like eagles. They will run and not struggle. They will walk and not tire.
