Esajas 50
1 Saa siger Herren: Hvor er eders Moders Skilsmissebrev, ved hvilket jeg skulde have forskudt hende? eller hvem var jeg en Skyldner, at jeg skulde have solgt eder til ham? se, I ere solgte for eders Misgerningers Skyld, og eders Moder er forskudt for eders Overtrædelsers Skyld.
This is what Yahweh says, “Where is the certificate of divorce with which I divorced your mother? To which of my creditors did I sell you? Look, you were sold because of your sins, and because of your rebellion, your mother was sent away.
2 Hvorfor er der ingen, naar jeg kommer? hvorfor svarer ingen, naar jeg kalder? er min Haand saa forkortet, at den ikke kan forløse? eller er der ingen Kraft hos mig til at redde? se, jeg udtørrer Havet ved min Trusel, jeg gør Floder til Ørk, at deres Fisk stinke, fordi der ikke er Vand, og dø af Tørst.
Why did I come but there was no one there? Why did I call but no one answered? Was my hand too short to ransom you? Was there no power in me to rescue you? Look, at my rebuke I dry up the sea; I make the rivers a desert; their fish die for lack of water and rot.
3 Jeg klæder Himmelen i sort og indhyller den i Sørgedragt.
I clothe the sky with darkness; I cover it with sackcloth.”
4 Den Herre, Herre har givet mig de udlærtes Tunge, at jeg ved at kvæge den mødige med et Ord; han vækker hver Morgen, ja, vækker mit Øre til at høre som de, der ere udlærte.
The Lord Yahweh has given me a tongue as one of those who are taught, so that I speak a sustaining word to the weary one; he wakes me morning by morning; he awakens my ear to hear like those who are taught.
5 Den Herre, Herre har aabnet mig Øret, og jeg var ikke genstridig; jeg veg ikke tilbage.
The Lord Yahweh has opened my ear, and I was not rebellious, nor did I turn away backward.
6 Jeg hengav min Ryg til dem, som sloge mig, og mine Kinder til dem, som rykkede mig i Skægget; jeg skjulte ikke mit Ansigt for Forsmædelser og Spyt.
I gave my back to those who beat me, and my cheeks to those who plucked out my beard; I did not hide my face from acts of shame and spitting.
7 Men den Herre, Herre skal hjælpe mig, derfor bliver jeg ikke beskæmmet, derfor gjorde jeg mit Ansigt som en haard Sten, og jeg ved, at jeg ikke bliver til Skamme.
For the Lord Yahweh will help me; therefore I am not disgraced; so I have made my face like flint, for I know that I will not be put to shame.
8 Han er nær, som mig retfærdiggør; hvo vil trætte med mig? lader os træde frem med hinanden; hvo er den, som har Sag imod mig? han komme hid til mig!
He who will justify me is close by. Who will oppose me? Let us stand and confront one another. Who is my accuser? Let him come near to me.
9 Se, den Herre, Herre skal hjælpe mig; hvo er den, som mig kan fordømme? se, de skulle alle ældes som et Klæde, Møl skal fortære dem.
See, the Lord Yahweh will help me. Who will declare me guilty? See, they will all wear out like a garment; the moth will eat them up.
10 Hvo er iblandt eder, som frygter Herren, og som adlyder hans Tjeners Røst? naar han vandrer i Mørke og har ikke Lysets Skin, skal han forlade sig paa Herrens Navn, ja stole fast paa sin Gud.
Who among you fears Yahweh? Who obeys the voice of his servant? Who walks in deep darkness without light? He should trust in the name of Yahweh and lean on his God.
11 Se, alle I, som optænde en Ild og omgive eder med Blus, vandrer I kun ved eders Ilds Lys og ved de Blus, som I have tændt! Fra min Haand skal dette ske eder, i Smerte skulde I ligge.
Look, all you who light fires, who equip yourselves with torches: walk in the light of your fire and in the flames that you have ignited. This is what you have received from me: You will lie down in a place of pain.
