Isaiah 13
1 The word of the Lord about Babylon which Isaiah, the son of Amoz, saw.
Et Udsagn om Babel, som Esajas, Amoz's Søn skuede:
2 Put up a flag on a clear mountain-top, make a loud outcry to them, give directions with the hand, so that they may go into the doors of the great ones.
Rejs Banner paa et nøgent Bjerg, raab ogsaa til dem, vink, saa de drager igennem Fyrsternes Porte!
3 I have given orders to my holy ones, I have sent out my men of war, those of mine who take pride in their power, to give effect to my wrath.
Jeg har opbudt min viede Hær til at tjene min Vrede og kaldt mine Helte hid, de jublende, stolte.
4 The noise of great numbers in the mountains, like the noise of a strong people! The noise of the kingdoms of the nations meeting together! The Lord of armies is numbering his forces for war.
Hør i Bjergene Larm som af talrigt Krigsfolk, hør, hvor det buldrer af Riger, af samlede Folk! Hærskarers HERRE er ved at mønstre sin Krigshær.
5 They come from a far country, from the farthest part of heaven, even the Lord and the instruments of his wrath, with destruction for all the land.
De kommer fra fjerne Egne, fra Himlens Grænse, HERREN og hans Vredes Værktøj for at hærge al Jorden.
6 Send out a cry of grief; for the day of the Lord is near; it comes as destruction from the Most High.
Jamrer, thi HERRENS Dag er nær, den kommer som Vold fra den Vældige.
7 For this cause all hands will be feeble, and every heart of man be turned to water;
Derfor slappes hver Haand, hvert Menneskehjerte smelter,
8 Their hearts will be full of fear; pains and sorrows will overcome them; they will be in pain like a woman in childbirth; they will be shocked at one another; their faces will be like flames.
de ræddes, gribes af Veer og Smerter, vaander sig som fødende Kvinde; de stirrer i Angst paa hverandre med blussende røde Kinder.
9 See, the day of the Lord is coming, cruel, with wrath and burning passion: to make the land a waste, driving the sinners in it to destruction.
Se, HERRENS Dag kommer, grum, med Harme og brændende Vrede; Jorden gør den til Ørk og rydder dens Synder bort.
10 For the stars of heaven and its bright armies will not give their light: the sun will be made dark in his journey through the heaven, and the moon will keep back her light.
Thi Himlens Stjerner og Billeder udstraaler ej deres Lys, mørk rinder Solen op, og Maanen skinner ikke.
11 And I will send punishment on the world for its evil, and on the sinners for their wrongdoing; and I will put an end to all pride, and will make low the power of the cruel.
Jeg hjemsøger Jorden for dens Ondskab, de gudløse for deres Brøde, gør Ende paa frækkes Overmod, bøjer Voldsmænds Hovmod.
12 I will make men so small in number, that a man will be harder to get than gold, even the best gold of Ophir.
En Mand gør jeg sjældnere end Guld og et Menneske end Ofirs Guld.
13 For this cause the heavens will be shaking, and the earth will be moved out of its place, in the wrath of the Lord of armies, and in the day of his burning passion.
Derfor bæver Himlen, og Jorden flytter sig skælvende ved Hærskarers HERRES Harme paa hans brændende Vredes Dag.
14 And it will be that, like a roe in flight, and like wandering sheep, they will go every man to his people and to his land.
Og som en skræmt Gazel, som Faar, der ej holdes i Flok, skal hver søge hjem til sit Folk, og hver skal fly til sit Land.
15 Everyone who is overtaken will have a spear put through him, and everyone who goes in flight will be put to the sword.
Enhver, der indhentes, spiddes, enhver, der gribes, falder for Sværdet;
16 Their young children will be broken up before their eyes; their goods will be taken away, and their wives made the property of others.
deres spæde knuses for deres Øjne, Husene plyndres, Kvinderne skændes.
17 See, I am driving the Medes against them, who put no value on silver and have no pleasure in gold.
Se, imod dem rejser jeg Mederne, som agter Sølv for intet og ej regner Guld for noget.
18 In their hands are bows and spears; they are cruel, violently putting the young men to death, and crushing the young women; they have no pity for children, and no mercy for the fruit of the body.
Deres Buer fælder de unge, Livsfrugt skaaner de ej, med Børn har deres Øjne ej Medynk.
19 And Babylon, the glory of kingdoms, the beautiful town which is the pride of the Chaldaeans, will be like God's destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah.
Det gaar med Babel, Rigernes Krone, Kaldæernes stolte Pryd, som dengang Gud omstyrtede Sodoma og Gomorra.
20 People will never be living in it again, and it will have no more men from generation to generation: the Arab will not put up his tent there; and those who keep sheep will not make it a resting-place for their flocks.
Det skal aldrig i Evighed bebos, ej bebygges fra Slægt til Slægt; der telter Araberen ikke, der lejrer Hyrder sig ej;
21 But the beasts of the waste land will have their holes there; and the houses will be full of crying jackals, and ostriches will have their place there, and evil spirits will be dancing there.
men Vildkatte lejrer sig der, og Husene fyldes med Ugler; der holder Strudsene til, og Bukketroldene springer;
22 And wolves will be answering one another in their towers, and jackals in their houses of pleasure: her time is near, and her days of power will quickly be ended.
Sjakaler tuder i Borgene, Hyæner i de yppige Slotte. Dets Time stunder nu til, dets Dage bliver ej mange.
