Esaias 53
1 Kven trudde det bodet me høyrde? Og kven synte Herrens arm seg for?
Who would have believed our report? and the arm of the Lord—over whom hath it been revealed?
2 Han rann som ein renning for augo hans, som ein teinung or turre jordi. Uskapleg var han og lite sjåleg. Me såg han, men ei såg han hugnadleg ut.
Yea, he grew up like a small shoot before him, and as a root out of a dry land: he had no form nor comeliness, so that we should look at him; and no countenance, so that we should desire him.
3 Vanvyrd var han, so folk heldt seg undan, ein mann i pinslor og velkjend med sjukdom, som ein som ingen vil sjå på, vanvyrd, og me honom rekna for inkje.
He was despised and shunned by men; a man of pains, and acquainted with disease; and as one who hid his face from us was he despised, and we esteemed him not.
4 Men våre sjukdomar var det han bar, og våre pinslor som han tok på seg, medan me trudde Gud hadde råka og slege og plåga honom.
But only our diseases did he bear himself, and our pains he carried: while we indeed esteemed him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted.
5 Ja, han vart såra for våre brot og sundbroten for våre synder. Refsing til fred for oss låg på honom, og ved hans sår fann me lækjedom.
Yet he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement for our peace was upon him; and through his bruises was healing granted to us.
6 Alle for me vilt som sauer, vende oss kvar sin veg; men Herren let råka honom det som me hadde skuld i alle.
We all like sheep went astray; every one to his own way did we turn; and the Lord let befall him the guilt of us all.
7 Skamfaren vart han, men leid so viljug og let ikkje upp sin munn, som lambet dei fører til slagting, og sauen som tegjer når han vert klypt - han let ikkje upp sin munn.
He was oppressed, and he was also taunted, yet he opened not his mouth; like the lamb which is led to the slaughter, and like an ewe before her shearers is dumb; and he opened not his mouth.
8 Med vald og dom vart han teken burt, men kven i hans samtid tenkte då: «Burtriven vart han or livandelandet, for mitt folks brot fekk han ulivssår?»
Through oppression and through judicial punishment was he taken away; but his generation—who could tell, that he was cut away out of the land of life, [that] for the transgressions of my people the plague was laid on him?
9 Millom gudlause gav dei han grav, men hjå rikmann var han i dauden; for ingen urett hadde han gjort, og det fanst ikkje svik i hans munn.
And he let his grave be made with the wicked, and with the [godless] rich at his death; although he had done no violence, and there was no deceit in his mouth.
10 Men Herren vilde med sott honom krasa. Når hans sjæl eit skuldoffer bar, skulde han avkjøme sjå og langt liv, og Herrens vilje ved honom lukkast.
But the Lord was pleased to crush him through disease: when [now] his soul hath brought the trespass-offering, then shall he see [his] seed, live many days, and the pleasure of the Lord shall prosper in his hand.
11 For si sjæle-møda skal han sjå det og mettast, ved sin kunnskap gjev han rettferd, min rettvise tenar, til mange, med di han ber deira skuld.
[Freed] from the trouble of his soul shall he see [the good] and be satisfied: through his knowledge shall my righteous servant bring the many to righteousness, while he will bear their iniquities.
12 Difor gjev eg honom mange til lut, og sterke fær han til herfang, for han tømde si sjæl til dauden og vart millom brotsmenner rekna, medan han bar syndi åt mange, og han for brotsmenner bad.
Therefore will I divide him [a portion] with the many, and with the strong shall he divide the spoil; because he poured out his soul unto death, and with transgressors was he numbered: while he bore the sin of many, and for the transgressors he let [evil] befall him.
