Esajas 47
1 Stig ned, sid i Støvet, du Jomfru, Babels Datter, sid uden Trone på Jorden, Kaldæernes Datter! Thi ikke mer skal du kaldes den fine, forvænte!
“Come down and sit in the dust, virgin daughter of Babylon. Sit on the ground without a throne, daughter of the Chaldeans. For you will no longer be called tender and delicate.
2 Tag fat på Kværnen, mal Mel, læg Sløret bort, løft Slæbet, blot dine Ben og vad over Strømmen!
Take the millstones and grind flour. Remove your veil, lift up your skirt, uncover your legs, and wade through the rivers.
3 Din Blusel skal blottes, din Skam skal ses. Hævn tager jeg uden Skånsel, siger vor Genløser,
Your nakedness will be uncovered. Yes, your shame will be seen. I will take vengeance, and will spare no one.”
4 hvis Navn er Hærskarers HERRE, Israels Hellige.
Our Redeemer, the LORD of Armies is his name, is the Holy One of Israel.
5 Sid tavs og gå ind i Mørke, Kaldæernes Datter, thi ikke mer skal du kaldes Rigernes Dronning!
“Sit in silence, and go into darkness, daughter of the Chaldeans. For you shall no longer be called the mistress of kingdoms.
6 Jeg vrededes på mit Folk, vanæred min Arv, gav dem hen i din Hånd; du viste dem ingen Medynk, du lagde dit tunge Åg på Oldingens Nakke.
I was angry with my people. I profaned my inheritance and gave them into your hand. You showed them no mercy. You laid a very heavy yoke on the aged.
7 Du sagde: "Jeg bliver evindelig Evigheds Dronning." Du tog dig det ikke til Hjerte, brød dig ikke om Enden.
You said, ‘I will be a princess forever,’ so that you did not lay these things to your heart, nor did you remember the results.
8 Så hør nu, du yppige, du, som sidder i Tryghed, som siger i Hjertet: "Kun jeg, og ellers ingen! Aldrig skal jeg sidde Enke, ej kende til Barnløshed."
“Now therefore hear this, you who are given to pleasures, who sit securely, who say in your heart, ‘I am, and there is no one else besides me. I will not sit as a widow, neither will I know the loss of children.’
9 Begge Dele skal ramme dig brat samme Dag, Barnløshed og Enkestand ramme dig i fuldeste Mål, dine mange Trylleord, din megen Trolddom til Trods,
But these two things will come to you in a moment in one day: the loss of children and widowhood. They will come on you in their full measure, in the multitude of your sorceries, and the great abundance of your enchantments.
10 skønt du tryg i din Ondskab sagde: "ingen ser mig." Din Visdom og Viden var det, der ledte dig vild, så du sagde i Hjertet: "Kun jeg, og ellers ingen!"
For you have trusted in your wickedness. You have said, ‘No one sees me.’ Your wisdom and your knowledge has perverted you. You have said in your heart, ‘I am, and there is no one else besides me.’
11 Dig rammer et Onde, du ikke kan købe bort, over dig falder et Vanheld, du ikke kan sone, Undergang rammer dig brat, når mindst du aner det.
Therefore disaster will come on you. You will not know when it dawns. Mischief will fall on you. You will not be able to put it away. Desolation will come on you suddenly, which you do not understand.
12 Kom med din Trolddom og med dine mange Trylleord, med hvilke du umaged dig fra din Ungdom, om du kan bøde derpå og skræmme det bort.
“Stand now with your enchantments and with the multitude of your sorceries, in which you have labored from your youth, as if you might profit, as if you might prevail.
13 Med Rådgiverhoben sled du dig træt, lad dem møde, lad Himmelgranskerne frelse dig, Stjernekigerne, som Måned for Måned kundgør, hvad dig skal ske!
You are wearied in the multitude of your counsels. Now let the astrologers, the stargazers, and the monthly prognosticators stand up and save you from the things that will happen to you.
14 Se, de er blevet som Strå, de, fortæres af Ild, de frelser ikke deres Liv fra Luens Magt. "Ingen Glød til Varme, ej Bål at sidde ved!"
Behold, they are like stubble. The fire will burn them. They will not deliver themselves from the power of the flame. It will not be a coal to warm at or a fire to sit by.
15 Sligt får du af dem, du umaged dig med, dine Troldmænd fra Ungdommen af; de raver hver til sin Side, dig frelser ingen.
The things that you labored in will be like this: those who have trafficked with you from your youth will each wander in his own way. There will be no one to save you.
