Esajas 50
1 Så siger HERREN: Hvor er eders Moders Skilsmissebrev, med hvilket jeg sendte hende bort; eller hvem var jeg noget skyldig, så jeg solgte eder til ham? Nej, for eders Brøde solgtes I, for eders Synd blev eders Moder sendt bort.
Thus says the Lord: What is this bill of divorce for your mother, by which I have dismissed her? Or who is my creditor, to whom I have sold you? Behold, you were sold by your iniquities, and I have dismissed your mother for your wickedness.
2 Hvi var der da ingen, da jeg kom, hvi svarede ingen, da jeg kaldte? Er min Hånd for kort til af udfri, har jeg ingen Kraft til at redde? Ved min Trussel udtørrer jeg Havet, Strømme gør jeg til Ørk, så Fiskene rådner af Mangel på Vand og dør af Tørst;
For I arrived, and there was no man. I called out, and there was no one who would hear. Has my hand been shortened and become small, so that I am unable to redeem? Or is there no power in me to deliver? Behold, at my rebuke, I will make the sea into a desert. I will turn rivers into dry land. The fish will rot for lack of water and will die of thirst.
3 jeg klæder Himlen i sort og hyller den ind i Sæk.
I will clothe the heavens in darkness, and I will make sackcloth their covering.
4 Den Herre HERREN gav mig Lærlinges Tunge, at jeg skulde vide at styrke de trætte med Ord; han vækker hver Morgen mit Øre, han vækker det til at høre, som Lærlinge hører.
The Lord has given me a learned tongue, so that I would know how to uphold with a word, one who has weakened. He rises in the morning, he rises to my ear in the morning, so that I may heed him like a teacher.
5 Den Herre HERREN åbnede mit Øre, og jeg stred ikke imod, jeg unddrog mig ikke;
The Lord God has opened my ear. And I do not contradict him. I have not turned back.
6 min Ryg bød jeg frem til Hug, mit Skæg til at rives, mit Ansigt skjulte jeg ikke for Hån og Spyt.
I have given my body to those who strike me, and my cheeks to those who plucked them. I have not averted my face from those who rebuked me and who spit on me.
7 Mig hjælper den Herre HERREN, så jeg ikke beskæmmes; jeg gør derfor mit Ansigt som Sten og ved, jeg bliver ikke til Skamme.
The Lord God is my helper. Therefore, I have not been confounded. Therefore, I have set my face like a very hard rock, and I know that I will not be confounded.
8 Min Retfærdiggører er nær; lad os mødes, om nogen vil Strid; om nogen vil trætte med mig, så træde han hid!
He who justifies me is near. Who will speak against me? Let us stand together. Who is my adversary? Let him approach me.
9 Se, den Herre HERREN hjælper mig, hvo vil fordømme mig? Se, alle slides op som en Klædning, Møl fortærer dem.
Behold, the Lord God is my helper. Who is the one who would condemn me? Behold, they will all be worn away like a garment; the moth will devour them.
10 Frygter nogen af jer HERREN, han lytte til hans Tjener, enhver, som vandrer i Mørke og uden Lys; han stole på HERRENs Navn, søge Støtte hos sin Gud!
Who is there among you who fears the Lord? Who hears the voice of his servant? Who has walked in darkness, and there is no light in him? Let him hope in the name of the Lord, and let him lean upon his God.
11 Alle I, som optænder Ild og sætter Pile i Brand, gå ind i eders brændende Ild, i Pilene, I tændte! Fra min Hånd skal det ramme eder, i Kval skal I ligge.
Behold, all you who kindle a fire, wrapped in flames: walk in the light of your fire and in the flames that you have kindled. This has been done to you by my hand. You will sleep in anguish.
