Esaias 53
1 Kven trudde det bodet me høyrde? Og kven synte Herrens arm seg for?
Who would have had faith in the word which has come to our ears, and to whom had the arm of the Lord been unveiled?
2 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.
For his growth was like that of a delicate plant before him, and like a root out of a dry place: he had no grace of form, to give us pleasure;
3 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.
Men made sport of him, turning away from him; he was a man of sorrows, marked by disease; and like one from whom men's faces are turned away, he was looked down on, and we put no value on him.
4 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.
But it was our pain he took, and our diseases were put on him: while to us he seemed as one diseased, on whom God's punishment had come.
5 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.
But it was for our sins he was wounded, and for our evil doings he was crushed: he took the punishment by which we have peace, and by his wounds we are made well.
6 Alle for me vilt som sauer, vende oss kvar sin veg; men Herren let råka honom det som me hadde skuld i alle.
We all went wandering like sheep; going every one of us after his desire; and the Lord put on him the punishment of us all.
7 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.
Men were cruel to him, but he was gentle and quiet; as a lamb taken to its death, and as a sheep before those who take her wool makes no sound, so he said not a word.
8 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?»
They took away from him help and right, and who gave a thought to his fate? for he was cut off from the land of the living: he came to his death for the sin of my people.
9 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.
And they put his body into the earth with sinners, and his last resting-place was with the evil-doers, though he had done no wrong, and no deceit was in his mouth.
10 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.
And the Lord was pleased ... see a seed, long life, ... will do well in his hand. ...
11 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.
... made clear his righteousness before men ... had taken their sins on himself.
12 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.
For this cause he will have a heritage with the great, and he will have a part in the goods of war with the strong, because he gave up his life, and was numbered with the evil-doers; taking on himself the sins of the people, and making prayer for the wrongdoers.
