Isaiah 53
1 Who believed what we have heard? And, the arm of Yahweh, to whom was it revealed?
Kven trudde det bodet me høyrde? Og kven synte Herrens arm seg for?
2 When he came up as a sapling before him. And as a root-sprout out of dry ground, He had neither beauty nor majesty, —When we beheld him, there was nothing to behold, that we should desire him;
Han rann som ein renning for augo hans, som ein teinung or turre jordi. Uskapleg var han og lite sjåleg. Me såg han, men ei såg han hugnadleg ut.
3 Despised was he, and forsaken of men, Man of pains and familiar with sickness, —Yea, like one from whom the face is hidden, Despised, and we esteemed him not.
Vanvyrd var han, so folk heldt seg undan, ein mann i pinslor og velkjend med sjukdom, som ein som ingen vil sjå på, vanvyrd, og me honom rekna for inkje.
4 Yet surely, our sicknesses, he, carried, And, as for our pains, he bare the burden of them, —But, we, accounted him stricken. Smitten of God and humbled,
Men våre sjukdomar var det han bar, og våre pinslor som han tok på seg, medan me trudde Gud hadde råka og slege og plåga honom.
5 Yet, he, was pierced for transgressions that were ours, was crushed for iniquities that were ours, —the chastisement for our well-being, was upon him, And by his stripes, there is healing for us.
Ja, han vart såra for våre brot og sundbroten for våre synder. Refsing til fred for oss låg på honom, og ved hans sår fann me lækjedom.
6 We all, like sheep, had gone astray, Every man—to his way, had we burned, —And Yahweh! caused to light upon him The guilt of, us all!
Alle for me vilt som sauer, vende oss kvar sin veg; men Herren let råka honom det som me hadde skuld i alle.
7 Hard pressed—yet, he, humbled himself Nor opened his mouth—As, a lamb, to the slaughter, is led, And, as a sheep, before her shearers, is dumb—Nor opened his mouth.
Skamfaren vart han, men leid so viljug og let ikkje upp sin munn, som lambet dei fører til slagting, og sauen som tegjer når han vert klypt - han let ikkje upp sin munn.
8 By constraint and by sentence, was he taken away, And of his age, who considered That he was cut off out of the land of the living, For my people’s transgression, did the stroke fall on him?
Med vald og dom vart han teken burt, men kven i hans samtid tenkte då: «Burtriven vart han or livandelandet, for mitt folks brot fekk han ulivssår?»
9 And, appointed with lawless men, was his grave, And with the wicked, his tomb, —Though no violence, had he done, Nor was guile in his mouth.
Millom gudlause gav dei han grav, men hjå rikmann var han i dauden; for ingen urett hadde han gjort, og det fanst ikkje svik i hans munn.
10 Yet, Yahweh, purposed to bruise him, He laid on him sickness: —If his soul become an offering for guilt, He shall see a seed, He shall prolong his days, —And the purpose of Yahweh, in his hand, shall prosper:
Men Herren vilde med sott honom krasa. Når hans sjæl eit skuldoffer bar, skulde han avkjøme sjå og langt liv, og Herrens vilje ved honom lukkast.
11 Of the travail of his soul, shall he see He shall be satisfied with his knowledge, A setting right when set right himself, shall my Servant win for the Many, Since of their iniquities, he, taketh the burden.
For si sjæle-møda skal han sjå det og mettast, ved sin kunnskap gjev han rettferd, min rettvise tenar, til mange, med di han ber deira skuld.
12 Therefore, will I give him a portion in the great, And the strong, shall he apportion as spoil, Because he poured out, to death his own soul, And with transgressors, let himself be numbered, —Yea, he, the sin of Many, bare, And for transgressors, interposeth.
Difor gjev eg honom mange til lut, og sterke fær han til herfang, for han tømde si sjæl til dauden og vart millom brotsmenner rekna, medan han bar syndi åt mange, og han for brotsmenner bad.
