Esajas 64
1 Gid du sønderrev Himlen og steg ned, så Bjergene vakled for dit Åsyn!
Oh that you would tear the heavens, that you would come down, that the mountains might quake at your presence—
2 Som Vokset smelter i Ild, så lad Ild fortære dine Fjender, at dit Navn må kendes iblandt dem, og Folkene bæve for dit Åsyn,
as when fire kindles the brushwood, and the fire causes the water to boil. Make your name known to your adversaries, that the nations may tremble at your presence!
3 når du gør Undere, vi ikke vented, du stiger ned, for dit Åsyn vakler Bjergene
When you did awesome things which we didn’t look for, you came down, and the mountains quaked at your presence.
4 og som ingen Sinde er hørt. Intet Øre har hørt, intet Øje har set en Gud uden dig, som hjælper den, der håber på ham.
For from of old men have not heard, nor perceived by the ear, nor has the eye seen a God besides you, who works for him who waits for him.
5 Du ser til dem, der øver Retfærd og kommer dine Veje i Hu. Men se, du blev vred, og vi synded, og skyldige blev vi derved.
You meet him who rejoices and does righteousness, those who remember you in your ways. Behold, you were angry, and we sinned. We have been in sin for a long time. Shall we be saved?
6 Som urene blev vi til Hobe, som en tilsølet Klædning al vor Retfærd. Vi visnede alle som løvet, vort Brøde bortvejred os som Vinden.
For we have all become like one who is unclean, and all our righteousness is like a polluted garment. We all fade like a leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, take us away.
7 Ingen påkaldte dit Navn, tog sig sammen og holdt sig til dig; thi du skjulte dit Åsyn for os og gav os vor Brøde i Vold.
There is no one who calls on your name, who stirs himself up to take hold of you; for you have hidden your face from us, and have consumed us by means of our iniquities.
8 Men du, o HERRE, er dog vor Fader, vi er Leret, og du har dannet os, Værk af din Hånd er vi alle.
But now, LORD, you are our Father. We are the clay and you our potter. We all are the work of your hand.
9 Vredes ej, HERRE, så såre, kom ej evigt Brøde i Hu, se dog til, vi er alle dit Folk!
Don’t be furious, LORD. Don’t remember iniquity forever. Look and see, we beg you, we are all your people.
10 Dine hellige Byer er Ørk, Zion er blevet en Ørk, Jerusalem ligger i Grus;
Your holy cities have become a wilderness. Zion has become a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation.
11 vort hellige, herlige Tempel, hvor Fædrene priste dig, er blevet Luernes Rov, en Grushob er alt, hvad vi elskede.
Our holy and our beautiful house where our fathers praised you is burnt with fire. All our pleasant places are laid waste.
12 Ser du roligt HERRE, på sligt, kan du tie og bøje os så dybt?
Will you hold yourself back for these things, LORD? Will you keep silent and punish us very severely?
