Isaiah 58
1 Cry, cease not, lift up thy voice like a trumpet, and shew my people their wicked doings, and the house of Jacob their sins.
Raab højt, spar ikke din Strube, løft din Røst som Basunen, forkynd mit Folk dets Brøde og Jakobs Hus deres Synder!
2 For they seek me from day to day, sad desire to know my ways, as a nation that hath done justice, and hath not forsaken the judgment of their God: they ask of me the judgments of justice: they are willing to approach to God.
Mig søger de Dag efter Dag og ønsker at kende mine Veje, som var de et Folk, der øver Retfærd, ej svigter, hvad dets Gud fandt ret. De spørger mig om Lov og Ret, de ønsker, at Gud er dem nær:
3 Why have we fasted, and thou hast not regarded: have we humbled our souls, and thou hast not taken notice? Behold in the day of your fast your own will is found, and you exact of all your debtors.
»Hvi faster vi, uden du ser os, spæger os, uden du ænser det?« Se, I driver Handel, naar I faster, og pisker paa Arbejdsflokken.
4 Behold you fast for debates and strife. and strike with the fist wickedly. Do not fast as you have done until this day, to make your cry to be heard on high.
Se, I faster til Strid og Kiv, til Hug med gudløse Næver; som I faster i Dag, er det ikke, for at eders Røst skal høres i det høje.
5 Is this such a fast as I have chosen: for a man to afflict his soul for a day? is this it, to wind his head about like a circle, and to spread sackcloth and ashes? wilt thou call this a fast, and a day acceptable to the Lord?
Er det Faste efter mit Sind, en Dag, da et Menneske spæger sig? At hænge med sit Hoved som Siv, at ligge i Sæk og Aske, kalder du det for Faste, en Dag, der behager HERREN?
6 Is not this rather the fast that I have chosen? loose the bands of wickedness, undo the bundles that oppress, let them that are broken go free, and break asunder every burden.
Nej, Faste efter mit Sind er at løse Gudløsheds Lænker, at løsne Aagets Baand, at slippe de kuede fri og sønderbryde hvert Aag,
7 Deal thy bread to the hungry, and bring the needy and the harbourless into thy house: when thou shalt see one naked, cover him, and despise not thy own flesh.
at bryde dit Brød til de sultne, bringe hjemløse Stakler i Hus, at du klæder den nøgne, du ser, ej nægter at hjælpe dine Landsmænd.
8 Then shall thy light break forth as the morning, and thy health shall speedily arise, and thy justice shall go before thy face, and the glory of the Lord shall gather thee up.
Som Morgenrøden bryder dit Lys da frem, da læges hastigt dit Saar, foran dig vandrer din Retfærd, HERRENS Herlighed slutter Toget.
9 Then shalt thou call, and the Lord shall hear: thou shalt cry, and he shall say, Here I am. If thou wilt take away the chain out of the midst of thee, and cease to stretch out the finger, and to speak that which profiteth not.
Da svarer HERREN, naar du kalder; paa dit Raab er hans Svar: »Her er jeg!« Fjerner du Aaget fra din Midte, holder op at tale ondt og pege Fingre,
10 When thou shalt pour out thy soul to the hungry, and shalt satisfy the afflicted soul then shall thy light rise up in darkness, and thy darkness shall be as the noonday.
rækker du den sultne dit Brød og mætter en vansmægtende Sjæl, skal dit Lys straale frem i Mørke, dit Mulm skal blive som Middag;
11 And the Lord will give thee rest continually, and will fill thy soul with brightness, and deliver thy bones, and thou shalt be like a watered garden, and like a fountain of water whose waters shall not fail.
HERREN skal altid lede dig, mætte din Sjæl, hvor der er goldt, og give dig nye Kræfter; du bliver som en vandrig Have, som rindende Væld, hvor Vandet aldrig svigter.
12 And the places that have been desolate for ages shall be built in thee: thou shalt raise up the foundations of generation and generation: and thou shalt be called the repairer of the fences, turning the paths into rest.
Da bygges paa ældgamle Tomter, du rejser længst faldne Mure; da kaldes du »Murbrudsbøder«, »Genskaber af farbare Veje«.
13 If thou turn away thy foot from the sabbath, from doing thy own will in my holy day, and call the sabbath delightful, and the holy of the Lord glorious, and glorify him, while thou dost not thy own ways, and thy own will is not found: to speak a word:
Varer du din Fod paa Sabbatten, saa du ej driver Handel paa min Helligdag, kalder du Sabbatten en Fryd, HERRENS Helligdag ærværdig, ærer den ved ikke at arbejde, holder dig fra Handel og unyttig Snak,
14 Then shalt thou be delighted in the Lord, and I will lift thee up above the high places of the earth, and will feed thee with the inheritance of Jacob thy father. For the mouth of the Lord hath spoken it.
da skal du frydes over HERREN; jeg lader dig færdes over Landets Høje og nyde din Fader Jakobs Eje. Thi HERRENS Mund har talet.
