Esajas 27
1 På hin Dag hjemsøger HERREN med sit hårde, vældige, stærke Sværd Livjatan, Den flugtsnare Slange, og ihjelslår Dragen i Havet.
In that day YHWH lays a charge, With His sword—the sharp, and the great, and the strong, On leviathan—a fleeing serpent, And on leviathan—a crooked serpent, And He has slain the dragon that [is] in the sea.
2 På hin Dag skal man sige: Syng om en liflig Vingård!
In that day respond to her, “A desirable vineyard,
3 Jeg, HERREN, jeg er dens Vogter, jeg vander den atter og atter. For at ingen skal hjemsøge den, vogter jeg den Nat og Dag.
I, YHWH, am its keeper, I water it every moment, Lest any lay a charge against it, Night and day I keep it!
4 Vrede nærer jeg ikke. Fandt jeg kun Torn og Tidsel, gik jeg løs derpå i Kamp og satte det alt i Brand
Fury is not in Me; Who gives Me a brier—a thorn in battle? I step into it, I burn it at once.
5 med mindre man tyr til mit Værn, slutter Fred med mig, slutter Fred med mig.
Or—he takes hold on My strength, [That] he makes peace with Me, [And] he makes peace with Me.”
6 På hin Dag skal Jakob slå Rod, Israel skyde og blomstre og fylde Verden med Frugt.
He causes those coming in to take root, Jacob blossoms, and Israel has flourished, And they have filled the face of the world [with] increase.
7 Har han vel slået det, som de, der slog det, blev slagne, eller blev det myrdet, som deres Mordere myrdedes?
Has He struck him as the striking of his striker? Does He slay as the slaying of his slain?
8 Ved at støde det bort og sende det bort trættede han med det; han jog det bort med sin voldsomme Ånde på Østenstormens Dag.
In measure, in sending it forth, you strive with it, He has taken away by His sharp wind, In the day of an east wind,
9 Derfor sones Jakobs Brøde således, og dette er al Frugten af, at hans Synd tages bort: at han gør alle Altersten til sønderhuggede Kalksten, at Asjerastøtterne og Solstøtterne ikke mere rejser sig.
Therefore the iniquity of Jacob is covered by this, And this [is] all the fruit—To take away his sin, In his setting all the stones of an altar, As chalkstones beaten in pieces, They do not rise—Asherim and images.
10 Thi den faste Stad ligger ensom, et folketomt Sted, forladt som en Ørken. Der græsser Ungkvæget, der lejrer det sig og afgnaver Kvistene.
For the fortified city [is] alone, A habitation cast out and forsaken as a wilderness, There the calf delights, And there it lies down, And has consumed its branches.
11 Når Grenene er tørre, kommer Kvinderne og bryder dem af for at tænde Bål. Thi det er et Folk uden Indsigt; derfor kan dets Skaber ikke forbarme sig, dets Ophav ikke være det nådig.
In the withering of its branch it is broken off, Women are coming in [and] setting it on fire, For it [is] not a people of understanding, Therefore its Maker does not pity it, And its Former does not favor it.
12 På hin Dag slår HERREN Frugten ned fra Flodens Strøm til Ægyptens Bæk, og I skal opsankes een for een, Israels Børn.
And it has come to pass in that day, YHWH beats out from the branch of the river, To the stream of Egypt, And you are gathered one by one, O sons of Israel.
13 På hin Dag skal der stødes i det store Horn, og de tabte i Assyrien og de bortdrevne i Ægypten skal komme og tilbede HERREN på det hellige Bjerg i Jerusalem.
And it has come to pass in that day, It is blown with a great horn, And those perishing in the land of Asshur have come in, And those cast out in the land of Egypt, And have bowed themselves to YHWH, In the holy mountain—in Jerusalem!
