Esaias 63
1 Kven er dette som kjem frå Edom, frå Bosra i raude klæde, so brikjen i bunaden sin, so staut i si store kraft? «Det er eg, eg som talar rettferd, som er megtig til å frelsa.»
Who is this who comes from Edom, with dyed garments from Bozrah, this who is glorious in his apparel, marching in the greatness of his strength? I who speak in righteousness, mighty to save.
2 Kvifor er bunaden din so raud, og klædi som trødde du vinpersa?
Why are thou red in thine apparel, and thy garments like him who treads in the wine vat?
3 «Eg trødde persa åleine, og ingen av folki var med meg. So trødde eg på deim i vreide og trakka deim sund i min harm. Då skvatt deira blod på klædi mine, og eg sulka heile min klædnad.
I have trodden the winepress alone, and of the peoples there was no man with me. Yea, I trod them in my anger, and trampled them in my wrath, and their lifeblood is sprinkled upon my garments, and I have stained all my raiment.
4 For ein hemnedag var i min hug, og mitt utløysingsår var kome.
For the day of vengeance was in my heart, and the year of my redeemed has come.
5 Eg såg meg um, det var ingen som hjelpte, og eg undrast på at ingen meg studde, då hjelpte meg min arm, og min harm var meg til studnad,
And I looked, and there was none to help. And I wondered that there was none to uphold. Therefore my own arm brought salvation to me. And my wrath, it upheld me.
6 og eg trakka ned folkeslag i min vreide og gjorde deim drukne i min harm, deira blod let eg renna på jordi.»
And I trod down the peoples in my anger, and made them drunk in my wrath, and I poured out their lifeblood on the earth.
7 Herrens miskunn vil eg prisa, Herrens storverk, etter alt det Herren hev gjort oss og hans store godleik mot Israels hus, som han viste deim i si miskunn og sin store nåde.
I will make mention of the loving kindnesses of Jehovah, and the praises of Jehovah, according to all that Jehovah has bestowed on us, and the great goodness toward the house of Israel, which he has bestowed on them according to his mercies, and according to the multitude of his loving kindnesses.
8 Han sagde: «Dei er mitt folk, trufaste borni.» Og han vart deira frelsar.
For he said, Surely, they are my people, sons that will not deal falsely. So he was their Savior.
9 I all deira trengsla var ingi trengsla, hans åsyns engel frelste deim; i sin kjærleik og si milda han løyste deim ut, han tok deim upp, og han bar deim alle fordoms dagar.
In all their affliction he was afflicted, and the agent of his presence saved them. In his love and in his pity he redeemed them. And he bore them, and carried them all the days of old.
10 Men dei var stride og harma hans heilage ande, då gjordest han um til fiend’, sjølv stridde han mot deim.
But they rebelled, and grieved his holy Spirit. Therefore he was turned to be their enemy, and himself fought against them.
11 Då fordoms dagar då tenkte hans folk på Moses: Kvar er han som deim førde or havet med sin buskaps hyrding? Kvar er han som gav deim i barmen sin heilage ande,
Then he remembered the days of old, Moses and his people, saying, Where is he who brought them up out of the sea with the shepherds of his flock? Where is he who put his holy Spirit in the midst of them,
12 som let fara ved Mose sida sin herlege arm, som kløyvde vatnet framfor deim, so han skapte seg eit æveleg namn,
who caused his glorious arm to go at the right hand of Moses, who divided the waters before them, to make himself an everlasting name,
13 han som førde deim gjenom djupet som ein hest yver heidi, so ikkje dei snåva?
who led them through the depths, as a horse in the wilderness, so that they stumbled not?
14 Liksom buskapen gjeng ned i dalen, førde Herrens ande deim til ro; ja, so hev du ført ditt folk og skapt deg eit herleg namn.
As the cattle that go down into the valley, the Spirit of Jehovah caused them to rest. So thou led thy people to make thyself a glorious name.
15 Skoda ned frå himmelen, sjå, frå din heilage, herlege bustad! Kvar er din brennhug, di kraft? Di rørsla i barmen, di miskunn held seg att imot meg.
Look down from heaven, and behold from the habitation of thy holiness and of thy glory. Where are thy zeal and thy mighty acts? The yearning of thy heart and thy compassions are restrained toward me.
16 For du er vår fader, for Abraham veit ikkje um oss, og Israel kjenner oss ikkje. Men du, Herre, er vår fader, «Vår utløysar» du heiter frå gamalt.
For thou are our Father, though Abraham knows us not, and Israel does not acknowledge us, thou, O Jehovah, are our Father, our Redeemer, from everlasting is thy name.
17 Kvi let du oss vildra, Herre, frå dine vegar? Kvi gjer du vårt hjarta hardt, so me ikkje ottast deg? Vend att for dine tenarar skuld, for ætterne i din arvlut!
O Jehovah, why do thou make us to err from thy ways, and harden our heart from thy fear? Return for thy servants' sake, the tribes of thine inheritance.
18 Eit lite bil hev ditt heilage folk havt si eiga, so trakka våre uvener ned din heilagdom.
Thy holy people possessed it but a little while. Our adversaries have trodden down thy sanctuary.
19 Det hev vorte med oss som du aldri hadde rådt yver oss, som ditt namn hadde ei vore nemnt yver oss.
We have become as those over whom thou never bore rule, as those who were not called by thy name.
