Isaiah 44
1 Yet listen now, Jacob my servant, and Israel, whom I have chosen.
Men hør nu, Jakob, min Tjener, Israel, hvem jeg har udvalgt:
2 This is what Jehovah who made you, and formed you from the womb, who will help you says: "Do not be afraid, Jacob my servant; and you, Jeshurun, whom I have chosen.
Så siger HERREN, som skabte dig og fra Moders Liv danned dig, din Hjælper: Frygt ikke, min Tjener Jakob, Jesjurun, hvem jeg har udvalgt!
3 For I will pour water upon the thirsty, and streams on the dry ground. I will pour my Spirit on your offspring, and my blessing on your descendants:
Thi jeg udgyder Vand på det tørstende, Strømme på det tørre Land, udgyder min Ånd på din Æt, min Velsignelse over dit Afkom;
4 and they will spring up among the grass, as willows by the watercourses.
de skal spire som Græs mellem Vande, som Pile ved Bækkenes Løb.
5 One will say, 'I am Jehovah's;' and another will be called by the name of Jacob; and another will write with his hand 'to Jehovah,' and honor the name of Israel."
En skal sige: "Jeg er HERRENs", en kalde sig med Jakobs Navn, en skrive i sin Hånd: "For HERREN!" og tage sig Israels Navn.
6 This is what Jehovah, the King of Israel, and his Redeemer, Jehovah of hosts, says: "I am the first, and I am the last; and besides me there is no God.
Så siger HERREN, Israels Konge, dets Genløser, Hærskarers HERRE: Jeg er den første og den sidste, uden mig er der ingen Gud.
7 Who is like me? Who will call, and will declare it, and set it in order for me, since I established the ancient people? Let them declare the things that are coming, and that will happen.
Hvo der er min Lige, træde frem, forkynde og godtgøre for mig: Hvo kundgjorde fra Urtid det kommende? De forkynde os, hvad der skal ske!
8 Do not fear, neither be afraid. Haven't I declared it to you long ago, and shown it? You are my witnesses. Is there a God besides me? Indeed, there is not. I do not know any other Rock."
Ræddes og ængstes ikke! Har ej længst jeg kundgjort og sagt det? I er mine Vidner: Er der Gud uden mig, er der vel anden Klippe? Jeg ved ikke nogen.
9 Everyone who makes an engraved image is vain. The things that they delight in will not profit. Their own witnesses do not see, nor know, that they may be disappointed.
De, der laver Gudebilleder, er alle intet, og deres kære Guder gavner intet; deres Vidner ser intet og kender intet, at de må blive til Skamme.
10 Who has fashioned a god, or molds an image that is profitable for nothing?
Når nogen laver en Gud og støber et Billede, er det ingen Gavn til;
11 Look, all his fellows will be disappointed; and the workmen are mere men. Let them all be gathered together. Let them stand up. They will fear. They will be put to shame together.
se, alle dets Tilbedere bliver til Skamme; Mestrene er jo kun Mennesker lad dem samles til Hobe og træde frem, de skal alle som een forfærdes og blive til Skamme.
12 The blacksmith takes an axe, works in the coals, fashions it with hammers, and works it with his strong arm. He is hungry, and his strength fails; he drinks no water, and is faint.
En smeder Jern til en Økse og arbejder ved Kulild, tildanner den med Hamre og gør den færdig med sin stærke Arm; får han ikke Mad, afkræftes han, og får han ikke Vand at drikke, bliver han træt.
13 The carpenter stretches out a line. He marks it out with a pencil. He shapes it with planes. He marks it out with compasses, and shapes it like the figure of a man, with the beauty of a man, to reside in a house.
Så fælder ban Træer, udspænder Målesnoren, tegner Billedet med Gravstikken, skærer det ud med Kniven og sætter det af med Cirkelen; han laver det efter en Mands Skikkelse, efter menneskelig Skønhed, til at stå i et Hus.
14 He cuts down cedars for himself, and takes the cypress and the oak, and strengthens for himself one among the trees of the forest. He plants a fir tree, and the rain nourishes it.
Han fældede sig Cedre, tog Elm og Eg og arbejdede af al sin Kraft på Skovens Træer, som Gud havde plantet og Regnen givet Vækst.
15 Then it will be for a man to burn; and he takes some of it, and warms himself. Yes, he burns it, and bakes bread. Yes, he makes a god, and worships it; he makes it an engraved image, and falls down to it.
Det tjener et Menneske til Brændsel, han tager det og varmer sig derved; han sætter Ild i det og bager Brød - og desuden laver han en Gud deraf og tilbeder den, han gør et Gudebillede deraf og knæler for det.
16 He burns part of it in the fire. With part of it, he eats meat. He roasts a roast, and is satisfied. Yes, he warms himself, and says, "Aha. I am warm. I have seen the fire."
Halvdelen brænder han i Ilden, og over Gløderne steger han Kød; han spiser Stegen og mættes; og han varmer sig derved og siger: "Ah, jeg bliver varm, jeg mærker Ilden" -
17 The rest of it he makes into a god, even his engraved image. He bows down to it and worships, and prays to it, and says, "Deliver me; for you are my god."
og af Resten laver han en Gud, et Billede; han knæler for det, kaster sig ned og beder til det og siger: "Frels mig, thi du er min Gud!"
18 They do not know, neither do they consider: for he has shut their eyes, that they can't see; and their hearts, that they can't understand.
De skønner ikke, de fatter ikke, thi deres Øjne er lukket, så de ikke ser, og deres Hjerter, så de ikke skønner.
19 No one thinks, neither is there knowledge nor understanding to say, "I have burned part of it in the fire. Yes, I have also baked bread on its coals. I have roasted meat and eaten it. Shall I make the rest of it into an abomination? Shall I bow down to a tree trunk?"
De tænker ikke over det, de har ikke Indsigt og Forstand til at sige sig selv: "Halvdelen brændte jeg i Bålet, over Gløderne bagte jeg Brød, stegte Kød og spiste; skulde jeg da af Resten gøre en Vederstyggelighed? Skulde jeg knæle for en Træklods?"
20 He feeds on ashes. A deceived heart has turned him aside; and he can't deliver his soul, nor say, "Isn't there a lie in my right hand?"
Den, som tillægger Aske Værd, ham har et vildfarende Hjerte dåret; han redder ikke sin Sjæl, så han siger: "Er det ikke en Løgn, jeg har i min højre Hånd?"
21 Remember these things, Jacob and Israel; for you are my servant. I have formed you. You are my servant. Israel, you will not be forgotten by me.
Jakob, kom dette i Hu, Israel, thi du er min Tjener! Jeg skabte dig, du er min Tjener, ej skal du glemmes, Israel;
22 I have blotted out, as a thick cloud, your transgressions, and, as a cloud, your sins. Return to me, for I have redeemed you.
jeg sletted som Tåge din Misgerning og som en Sky dine Synder. Vend om til mig, thi jeg genløser dig!
23 Sing, you heavens, for Jehovah has done it. Shout, you lower parts of the earth. Break out into singing, you mountains, O forest, all of your trees, for Jehovah has redeemed Jacob, and will glorify himself in Israel.
Jubler, I Himle, thi HERREN greb ind, fryd jer, I Jordens Dybder, bryd ud i Jubel, I Bjerge, Skoven og alle dens Træer, thi HERREN genløser Jakob og herliggør sig ved Israel.
24 Thus says Jehovah, your Redeemer, and he who formed you from the womb: "I am Jehovah, who makes all things; who alone stretches out the heavens; who spreads out the earth by myself;
Så siger HERREN, din Genløser, som danned dig fra Moders Liv: Jeg er HERREN, som skabte alt, som ene udspændte Himlen, udbredte Jorden, hvo hjalp mig?
25 who foils the omens of the empty talkers, and makes fools of diviners; who turns sages back, and makes their knowledge foolish;
som tilintetgør Løgnernes Tegn og gør Spåmænd til Dårer, som tvinger de vise tilbage, beskæmmer deres Lærdom,
26 who confirms the word of his servant, and performs the counsel of his messengers; who says of Jerusalem, 'She will be inhabited;' and of the cities of Judah, 'They will be built,' and 'I will raise up its waste places;'
stadfæster sine Tjeneres Ord, fuldbyrder sine Sendebuds Råd, Jeg siger om Jerusalem: "Det skal bebos!" om Judas Byer: "de skal bygges!" Ruinerne rejser jeg atter!
27 who says to the deep, 'Be dry,' and 'I will dry up your rivers;'
Jeg siger til Dybet: "Bliv tørt, dine Floder gør jeg tørre!"
28 Who says of Koresh, 'He is my shepherd, and shall perform all my pleasure,' even saying of Jerusalem, 'She will be built;' and of the temple, 'Your foundation will be laid.'"
Jeg siger om Kyros: "Min Hyrde, som fuldbyrder al min Vilje!" Jeg siger om Jerusalem: "Det skal bygges!" om Templet: "Det skal grundes "
