Esajas 14

¹ Thi HERREN forbarmer sig over Jakob og udvælger atter Israel.

¹ When the Lord will have compassion on Jacob and again choose Israel, and settle them in their own land, then strangers will join them and attach themselves to the house of Jacob.

³ På den Dag HERREN giver dig Hvile for din Møje og Uro og for den hårde Trældom, der lagdes på dig,

³ And it will be in the day when the Lord gives you rest from your pain and turmoil and harsh service in which you have been enslaved,

⁵ HERREN har brudt de gudløses Stok, Herskernes Kæp,

⁵ “The Lord has broken the staff of the wicked,The scepter of rulers

⁷ Al Jorden har Fred og Ro, bryder ud i Jubel;

⁷ “The whole earth is at rest and is quiet;They break forth into shouts of joy.

⁹ Dødsriget nedentil stormer dig heftigt i Møde, vækker for din Skyld Dødninger, al Jordens store, jager alle Folkenes Konger op fra Tronen;

⁹ “Sheol from beneath is excited over you to meet you when you come;It arouses for you the spirits of the dead, all the leaders of the earth;It raises all the kings of the nations from their thrones.

¹¹ Til Dødsriget sendtes din Højhed, dine Harpers Brus, dit Leje er redt med Råddenskab, dit Tæppe er Orme.

¹¹ ‘Your pomp and the music of your harpsHave been brought down to Sheol;Maggots are spread out as your bed beneath youAnd worms are your covering.’

¹³ Du, som sagde. i Hjertet: "Jeg stormer Himlen, rejser min, Trone deroppe over Guds Stjerner, tager Sæde på Stævnets Bjerg i yderste Nord,

¹³ “But you said in your heart,‘I will ascend to heaven;I will raise my throne above the stars of God,And I will sit on the mount of assemblyIn the recesses of the north.

¹⁵ ja, ned i Dødsriget styrtes du, nederst i Hulen!

¹⁵ “Nevertheless you will be thrust down to Sheol,To the recesses of the pit.

¹⁷ ham, som gjorde Verden til Ørk og jævnede Byer, ikke gav Fangerne fri til at drage mod Hjemmet?"

¹⁷ Who made the world like a wildernessAnd overthrew its cities,Who did not allow his prisoners to go home?’

¹⁹ men du er slængt hen uden Grav som et usseligt Foster, dækket af faldne, slagne med Sværd og kastet i Stenbruddets Hul som et nedtrådt Ådsel.

¹⁹ “But you have been cast out of your tombLike a rejected branch,Clothed with the slain who are pierced with a sword,Who go down to the stones of the pitLike a trampled corpse.

²¹ Bered hans Sønner et Blodbad for Faderens Brøde! De skal ikke stå op og indtage Jorden og fylde Verden med Sfæder.

²¹ “Prepare for his sons a place of slaughterBecause of the iniquity of their fathers.They must not arise and take possession of the earthAnd fill the face of the world with cities.”

²³ jeg gør det til Rørdrummers Eje og til side Sumpe; jeg fejer det bort med Undergangens Kost, lyder det fra Hærskarers HERRE.

²³ “I will also make it a possession for the hedgehog and swamps of water, and I will sweep it with the broom of destruction,” declares the Lord of hosts.

²⁵ Jeg knuser Assur i mit Land, ned tramper ham på mine Bjerge, hans Åg skal vige fra dem, hans Byrde skal vige fra dets Skuldre.

²⁵ to break Assyria in My land, and I will trample him on My mountains. Then his yoke will be removed from them and his burden removed from their shoulder.

²⁷ Thi Hærskarers HERREs Råd, hvo kuldkaster det? Hans udrakte Hånd, hvo tvinger vel den tilbage?

²⁷ For the Lord of hosts has planned, and who can frustrate it? And as for His stretched-out hand, who can turn it back?”

²⁹ Glæd dig ej, hele Filisterland, at kæppen, der slog dig, er brudt! Thi af Slangerod kommer en Øgle, dens frugt er en flyvende Drage.

²⁹ “Do not rejoice, O Philistia, all of you,Because the rod that struck you is broken;For from the serpent’s root a viper will come out,And its fruit will be a flying serpent.

³¹ Hyl, Port, skrig, By, Angst gribe dig, hele Filisterland! Thi nordenfra kommer Røg, i Fjendeskaren nøler ingen.

³¹ “Wail, O gate; cry, O city;Melt away, O Philistia, all of you;For smoke comes from the north,And there is no straggler in his ranks.