Esajas 23

 
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                                    1 Et Udsagn om Tyrus. Jamrer, I Tarsisskibe, eders Fæstning er i Grus! De får det at vide på Vejen fra Kyperns Land.                                

                                    1 The oracle concerning Tyre.Wail, O ships of Tarshish,For Tyre is destroyed, without house or harbor;It is reported to them from the land of Cyprus.                                
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                                    2 Det er ude med Kystlandets Folk, med Zidons Købmænd, hvis Sendebud for over Havet,                                

                                    2 Be silent, you inhabitants of the coastland,You merchants of Sidon;Your messengers crossed the sea                                
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                                    3 de mange Vande, hvis Indkomst var Sjihors Sæd, hvis Vinding Alverdens Varer.                                

                                    3 And were on many waters.The grain of the Nile, the harvest of the River was her revenue;And she was the market of nations.                                
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                                    4 Skam få du, Zidon, thi Havet siger: "Jeg har ikke haft Veer, jeg fødte ikke, ej har jeg fostret Ynglinge, opfødt Jomfruer!"                                

                                    4 Be ashamed, O Sidon;For the sea speaks, the stronghold of the sea, saying,“I have neither travailed nor given birth,I have neither brought up young men nor reared virgins.”                                
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                                    5 Når Rygtet når Ægypten, skælver de ved Rygtet om Tyrus.                                

                                    5 When the report reaches Egypt,They will be in anguish at the report of Tyre.                                
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                                    6 Drag over til Tarsis og jamrer, I Kystlandets Folk!                                

                                    6 Pass over to Tarshish;Wail, O inhabitants of the coastland.                                
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                                    7 Er det eders jublende By fra Urtids Dage, hvis Fødder førte den viden om som Gæst?                                

                                    7 Is this your jubilant city,Whose origin is from antiquity,Whose feet used to carry her to colonize distant places?                                
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                                    8 Hvo satte sig dette for mod det kronede Tyrus, hvis Købmænd var Fyrster, hvis Kræmmere Jordens Adel?                                

                                    8 Who has planned this against Tyre, the bestower of crowns,Whose merchants were princes, whose traders were the honored of the earth?                                
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                                    9 Det gjorde Hærskarers HERRE for at vanære Hovmod, skænde al Stolthed, al Jordens Adel.                                

                                    9 The Lord of hosts has planned it, to defile the pride of all beauty,To despise all the honored of the earth.                                
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                                    10 Græd, I Tarsisskibe, Havn er der ikke mer!                                

                                    10 Overflow your land like the Nile, O daughter of Tarshish,There is no more restraint.                                
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                                    11 Han udrakte Hånden mod Havet, rystede Riger, HERREN samled Folk for at jævne Kana'ans Fæstninger.                                

                                    11 He has stretched His hand out over the sea,He has made the kingdoms tremble;The Lord has given a command concerning Canaan to demolish its strongholds.                                
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                                    12 Han sagde: "Aldrig mer skal du juble, du voldtagne Jomfru, Zidons Datter! Stå op, drag over til Kypern, selv der skal du ej finde Hvile!"                                

                                    12 He has said, “You shall exult no more, O crushed virgin daughter of Sidon.Arise, pass over to Cyprus; even there you will find no rest.”                                
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                                    13 Se til Kyprioternes Land! Søfarere grunded det Folk; de rejste dets Vagttårne, Byer og Borge. Han gjorde det til en Ruinhob.                                

                                    13 Behold, the land of the Chaldeans—this is the people which was not; Assyria appointed it for desert creatures—they erected their siege towers, they stripped its palaces, they made it a ruin.                                
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                                    14 Jamrer, I Tarsisskibe, eders Fæstning er i Grus!                                

                                    14 Wail, O ships of Tarshish,For your stronghold is destroyed.                                
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                                    15 På hin Dag skal Tyrus gå ad Glemme i halvfjerdsindstyve År, som i een Konges Dage. Men efter halvfjerdsindstyve Års Forløb skal det gå med Tyrus som med Skøgen i Visen:                                

                                    15 Now in that day Tyre will be forgotten for seventy years like the days of one king. At the end of seventy years it will happen to Tyre as in the song of the harlot:                                
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                                    16 Tag din Citer, gå rundt i Byen, du glemte Skøge, leg smukt på Strenge, syng, hvad du kan, så du kommes i Hu!"                                

                                    16 Take your harp, walk about the city,O forgotten harlot;Pluck the strings skillfully, sing many songs,That you may be remembered.                                
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                                    17 Efter halvfjerdsindstyve Års Forløb vil HERREN se til Tyrus; det skal atter modtage Skøgeløn og bole med Alverdens Riger på den vide Jord.                                

                                    17 It will come about at the end of seventy years that the Lord will visit Tyre. Then she will go back to her harlot’s wages and will play the harlot with all the kingdoms on the face of the earth.                                
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                                    18 Men dets Vinding og Skøgeløn skal helliges HERREN; den skal ikke gemmes hen eller lægges op; dem, der bor for HERRENs Åsyn, skal dets Vinding tjene til Føde, Mættelse og prægtige Klæder. ﻿                                

                                    18 Her gain and her harlot’s wages will be set apart to the Lord; it will not be stored up or hoarded, but her gain will become sufficient food and choice attire for those who dwell in the presence of the Lord.