Isaiah 28
1 Alas! for the proud crown of the drunkards of Ephraim, And for his fading wreath of majestic beauty, —Which is on the head of the fertile valley, of them who are overcome with wine.
Ve Efraims berusedes stolte Krans og dets herlige Smykkes visnende Blomster paa Tindingen af de druknes fede Dal!
2 Lo! My Lord hath one who is, strong and bold, Like a storm of hail, a destroying tempest, Like a storm of mighty waters overflowing, Hath he thrust it down to the earth with force:
Se, Herren har en vældig Kæmpe til Rede; som Skybrud af Hagl, som hærgende Storm, som Skybrud af mægtige skyllende Vande slaar han til Jorden med Vælde.
3 With the feet shall be trodden down, the proud crown of the drunkards of Ephraim,
Med Fødderne trampes de ned, Efraims berusedes stolte Krans
4 So shall his fading wreath of majestic beauty, Which is on the head of the fertile valley, become—Like the first-ripe fig before fruit-harvest, Which when he that looketh upon it seeth while it is yet in his hand, he swalloweth it up.
og dets herlige Smykkes visnende Blomster paa Tindingen af den fede Dal; det gaar den som en tidligmoden Figen før Frugthøst: Hvo der faar Øje paa den, plukker den, og knap er den i Haanden, før han har slugt den.
5 In that day, will Yahweh of hosts become A crown of beauty, and A diadem of majesty, —Unto the remnant of his people:
Paa hin Dag bliver Hærskarers HERRE en smuk Krans og en herlig Krone for sit Folks Rest
6 Even a spirit of justice—to him that presideth over justice, And strength to them who would turn back the battle at the gate.
og en Rettens Aand for dem, som sidder til Doms, og Styrke for dem, der driver Krigen tilbage til Portene.
7 But as for these, With wine, do they reel, and With strong drink, do they stagger, —Priest and prophet, reel with strong drink They are swallowed up through wine They stagger through strong drink, They reel in prophetic vision, They totter in pronouncing judgment.
Ogsaa disse raver af Vin, er svimle af Drik, Præst og Profet, de raver af Drik, fra Samling af Vin og svimle af Drik; de raver under Syner, vakler, naar de dømmer.
8 For, all tables, are full of filthy vomit, —There is no place!
Thi alle Borde er fulde af Spy, Uhumskhed flyder paa hver en Plet.
9 Whom, would he teach knowledge? And, whom, would he cause to understand the message? Them who are weaned from the milk? taken from the breasts?
»Hvem vil han belære, hvem tyder han Syner — mon afvante Børn, nys tagne fra Brystet?
10 For it is—Precept upon precept, precept upon precept, Line upon line, line upon line, —A little here a little there.
Kun hakke og rakke, rakke og hakke, lidt i Vejen her og lidt i Vejen der!«
11 For, with a jabbering lip, and with an alien tongue, must he speak unto this people!
Ja, med lallende Læber, med fremmed Maal vil han tale til dette Folk,
12 To whom he said—This, is the rest—give ye rest to the weary, and This, is the quietness, —But they were unwilling to hear.
han, som dog sagde til dem: »Her er der Hvile, lad den trætte hvile, her er der Ro!« — men de vilde ej høre.
13 So the word of Yahweh must be to them—Precept upon precept, precept upon precept, Line upon line, line upon line, A little here, a little there, —That they may go and fall backward and be torn and snared and captured.
Saa bliver for dem da HERRENS Ord: »Hakke og rakke, rakke og hakke, lidt i Vejen her og lidt i Vejen der!« saa de gaar hen og styrter bagover, sønderslaas, fanges og hildes.
14 Wherefore, hear ye the word of Yahweh, Ye men who scoff, —Ye rulers of this people that is in Jerusalem.
Hør derfor HERRENS Ord, I spotske Mænd, I Nidvisens Mestre blandt dette Jerusalems Folk!
15 Because ye have said—We have solemnised a covenant with death, And with hades, have we effected a vision, —The overflowing scourge when it sweepeth by, shall not reach unto us, For we have made lying our refuge. And in falsehood, have we hid ourselves, (Sheol h7585)
Fordi I siger: »Vi slutted en Pagt med Døden, Dødsriget gjorde vi Aftale med; naar den susende Svøbe gaar frem, da naar den ej os, thi Løgn har vi gjort til vort Ly, vi har gemt os i Svig; « (Sheol h7585)
16 Therefore, Thus, saith My Lord, Yahweh, Behold me! founding in Zion a stone, A stone of testing, The costly corner of a well-laid foundation, he that trusteth, shall not make haste!
derfor, saa siger den Herre HERREN: Se, jeg lægger i Zion en prøvet Sten, en urokkelig, kostelig Hjørnesten; tror man, haster man ikke.
17 But I will make—Justice the line, and Righteousness the plummet, —And the hail shall, sweep away, your refuge of lying, And your hiding-place, the waters shall overflow;
Og jeg gør Ret til Maalesnor, Retfærd til Blylod; Hagl skal slaa Løgnelyet ned, Vand skylle Gemmestedet bort.
18 So shall be wiped out your covenant with death, And your vision with hades, not stand, —When the overflowing scourge, sweepeth past, then shall ye be thereby beaten down: (Sheol h7585)
Eders Pagt med Døden skal brydes, Aftalen med Dødsriget glippe. Naar den susende Svøbe gaar frem, skal den slaa jer til Jorden, (Sheol h7585)
19 As often as it sweepeth past, it shall take you away, For morning by morning, shall it pass along. By day and by night, —And it shall be nothing less than a terror to make out the message;
jer skal den ramme, hver Gang den gaar frem; thi Morgen efter Morgen gaar den frem, ved Dag og ved Nat, idel Angst skal det blive at faa Syner tydet.
20 For too short is the couch to stretch oneself out, —And, the coverlet, too narrow, when one draweth up his feet.
Vil man strække sig, er Lejet for kort; vil man dække sig, er Tæppet for smalt.
21 For as in Mount Perazim, will Yahweh, arise, As in the vale of Gibeon, will he be stirred, —To do his work—foreign is his work, And to perform his task—strange is his task.
Thi som paa Perazims Bjerg vil HERREN staa op, som i Gibeons Dal vil han vise sin Vrede for at gøre sin Gerning — en underlig Gerning, og øve sit Værk — et sælsomt Værk.
22 Now, therefore do not show yourselves scoffers, Lest your fetters, be bound fast, —For, of a full end, and that a decreed one, have I heard from My Lord, Yahweh of hosts upon all the land
Derfor hold inde med Spot, at ej eders Baand skal snære; thi om hele Landets visse Undergang hørte jeg fra Herren, Hærskarers HERRE.
23 Give ear, and hear ye my voice, —Hearken, and hear ye my speech: —
Lyt til og hør min Røst, laan Øre og hør mit Ord!
24 All day long, doth the plowman plow for sowing? Doth he continue laying open and harrowing his soil?
Bliver Plovmanden ved med at pløje til Sæd, med at bryde og harve sin Jord?
25 Doth he not when he hath levelled the face thereof, Cast abroad the fennel? And, the cummin, doth he not scatter? And plant wheat in rows, And barley in a lot, And spelt in the border thereof?
Mon han ikke, naar den er jævnet, saar Dild og udstrør Kommen, lægger Hvede, Hirse og Byg paa det udsete Sted og Spelt i Kanten deraf?
26 Yea One hath trained him to good judgment, His God, directeth him.
Hans Gud vejleder ham, lærer ham det rette.
27 For not with a sledge, must, black coriander be threshed, Nor must, the wheel of a cart, on cummin, be turned, But with a staff, must fennel be beaten, And cummin with a rod:
Thi med Tærskeslæde knuser man ikke Dild, lader ikke Vognhjul gaa over Kommen; nej, Dilden tærskes med Stok og Kommen med Kæp.
28 Bread-corn, must be crushed, —Yet would he not be evermore, threshing, it, So he hasteneth over it the wheel of his cart, with his horsemen, He crusheth it not!
Mon Brødkorn knuses? Nej, det bliver ingen ved med at tærske; Vognhjul og Heste drives derover, man knuser det ikke.
29 Even this, from Yahweh of hosts, cometh forth, —Who hath bestowed distinction upon counsel, And magnified sound wisdom.
Ogsaa dette kommer fra Hærskarers HERRE, underfuld i Raad og stor i Visdom.
