Esajas 38

1 Ved den Tid blev Ezekias dødssyg. Da kom Profeten Esajas, Amoz's Søn, til ham og sagde: "Så siger HERREN: Beskik dit Hus, thi du skal dø og ikke leve!"

And it came to pass at that time, [that] Ezekias was sick even to death. And Esaias the prophet the son of Amos came to him, and said to him, Thus saith the Lord, Give orders concerning thy house: for thou shalt die, and not live.

2 Da vendte han Ansigtet om mod Væggen og bad således til HERREN:

And Ezekias turned his face to the wall, and prayed to the Lord, saying,

3 "Ak, HERRE, kom dog i Hu, hvorledes jeg har vandret for dit Åsyn i Oprigtighed og med helt Hjerte og gjort, hvad der er godt i dine Øjne!" Og Ezekias græd højt.

Remember, O Lord, how I have walked before thee in truth, with a true heart, and have done that which was pleasing in thy sight. And Ezekias wept bitterly.

4 Da kom HERRENs Ord til Esajas således:

And the word of the Lord came to Esaias, saying, Go, and say to Ezekias,

5 "Gå hen og sig til Ezekias: Så siger HERREN, din Fader Davids Gud: Jeg har hørt din Bøn, jeg har set dine Tårer! Se, jeg vil lægge femten År til dit Liv

Thus saith the Lord, the God of David thy father, I have heard thy prayer, and seen thy tears: behold, I [will] add to thy time fifteen years.

6 og udfri dig og denne By af Assyrerkongens Hånd og værne om denne By!

And I will deliver thee and this city out of the hand of the king of the Assyrians: and I will defend this city.

7 Og Tegnet fra HERREN på, at HERREN vil udføre, hvad han har sagt, skal være dig dette:

And this [shall be] a sign to thee from the Lord, that God will do this thing;

8 Se, jeg vil lade Skyggen gå de Streger tilbage, som den har flyttet sig med Solen på Akaz's Solur, ti Streger!" Da gik Solen de ti Streger, som den havde flyttet sig, tilbage på Soluret.

behold, I will turn back the shadow of the degrees [of the dial] by which ten degrees on the house of thy father the sun has gone down—I will turn back the sun the ten degrees; so the sun went back the ten degrees by which the shadow had gone down.

9 En Bøn af Kong Ezekias af Juda, da han var syg og kom sig af sin Sygdom:

THE PRAYER OF EZEKIAS KING OF JUDEA, WHEN HE HAD BEEN SICK, AND WAS RECOVERED FROM HIS SICKNESS.

10 Jeg tænkte: Bort må jeg gå i min bedste Alder, hensættes i Dødsrigets Porte mine sidste År. (Sheol h7585)

I said in the end of my days, I shall go to the gates of the grave: I shall part with the remainder of my years. (Sheol h7585)

11 Jeg tænkte: Ej skuer jeg HERREN i de levendes Land, ser ingen Mennesker mer blandt Skyggerigets Folk;

I said, I shall no more at all see the salvation of God in the land of the living: I shall no more at all see the salvation of Israel on the earth: I shall no more at all see man.

12 min Bolig er nedbrudt, ført fra mig som Hyrdernes Telt, som en Væver sammenrulled du mit Liv og skar det fra Tråden. Du ofrer mig fra Dag til Nat,

[My life] has failed from among my kindred: I have parted with the remainder of my life: it has gone forth and departed from me, as one that having pitched a tent takes it down [again]: my breath was with me as a weaver's web, when she that weaves draws nigh to cut off [the] thread.

13 jeg skriger til daggry; som en Løve knuser han alle Benene i mig; du giver mig ben fra Dag til Nat.

In that day I was given up as to a lion until the morning: so has he broken all my bones: for I was so given up from day [even] to night.

14 Jeg klynker som klagende Svale, sukker som Duen, jeg skuer med Tårer mod Himlen: HERRE, jeg trænges, vær mig Borgen!

As a swallow, so will I cry, and as a dove, so do I mourn: for mine eyes have failed with looking to the height of heaven to the Lord, who has delivered me, and removed the sorrow of my soul.

15 Hvad skal jeg, sige? Han talede til mig og selv greb han ind. For Bitterhedens Skyld i min Sjæl vil jeg vandre sagtelig alle mine År.

16 Herre, man skal bære Bud derom til alle kommende Slægter. Opliv min Ånd, helbred mig og gør mig karsk!

[Yea], O Lord, for it was told thee concerning this; and thou hast revived my breath; and I am comforted, and live.

17 Se, Bitterhed, Bitterhed blev mig til Fred. Og du skåned min Sjæl for Undergangens Grav; thi alle mine Synder kasted du bag din Ryg.

For thou hast chosen my soul, that it should not perish: and thou hast cast all [my] sins behind me.

18 Thi Dødsriget takker dig ikke, dig lover ej Døden, på din Miskundbed håber ej de, der synker i Graven. (Sheol h7585)

For they that are in the grave shall not praise thee, neither shall the dead bless thee, neither shall they that are in Hades hope for thy mercy. (Sheol h7585)

19 Men den levende, den levende takker dig som jeg i Dag. Om din Trofasthed taler Fædre til deres Børn.

The living shall bless thee, as I also [do]: for from this day shall I beget children, who shall declare thy righteousness,

20 HERRE, frels os! Så vil vi røre Strengene alle vore Levedage ved HERRENs Hus.

O God of my salvation; and I will not cease blessing thee with the psaltery all the days of my life before the house of God.

21 Da bød Esajas, at man skulde tage en Figenkage og lægge den som Plaster på det syge Sted, for at han kunde blive rask.

Now Esaias had said to Ezekias; Take a cake of figs, and mash them, and apply them as a plaster, and thou shalt be well.

22 Og Ezekias sagde: "Hvad er Tegnet på, at jeg skal gå op til HERRENs Hus?"

And Ezekias said, This is a sign to Ezekias, that I shall go up to the house of God.