Isaiah 17

The burden of Damascus. Behold, Damascus is taken away from being a city, and it shall be a ruinous heap.

Et Udsagn om Damaskus. Se, Damaskus går ud af Byernes Tal og bliver til Sten og Grus;

The cities of Aroer are forsaken: they shall be for flocks, which shall lie down, and none shall make them afraid.

dets Stæder forlades for evigt og bliver Hjordes Eje; de lejrer sig uden at skræmmes.

The fortress also shall cease from Ephraim, and the kingdom from Damascus, and the remnant of Syria: they shall be as the glory of the children of Israel, saith the LORD of hosts.

Det er ude med Efraims Værn, Damaskus's Kongedømme, Arams Rest; det går dem som Israels Sønners Herlighed, lyder det fra Hærskarers HERRE.

And in that day it shall come to pass, that the glory of Jacob shall be made thin, and the fatness of his flesh shall wax lean.

Og det skal ske på hin Dag: Ringe bliver Jakobs Herlighed, Huldet på hans Krop svinder hen;

And it shall be as when the harvestman gathereth the corn, and reapeth the ears with his arm; and it shall be as he that gathereth ears in the valley of Rephaim.

det skal gå som når Høstkarlen griber om Korn og hans Arm skærer Aksene af, det skal gå, som når Aksene samles i Refaims Dal.

Yet gleaning grapes shall be left in it, as the shaking of an olive tree, two or three berries in the top of the uppermost bough, four or five in the outmost fruitful branches thereof, saith the LORD God of Israel.

En Efterslæt levnes deraf, som når Olietræets Frugt slås ned, to tre Bær øverst i Kronen, fire fem på Frugttræets Grene, så lyder det fra HERREN, Israels Gud.

At that day shall a man look to his Maker, and his eyes shall have respect to the Holy One of Israel.

På hin Dag skal Menneskene se hen til deres Skaber, og deres Øjne skal skue hen til Israels Hellige;

And he shall not look to the altars, the work of his hands, neither shall respect that which his fingers have made, either the groves, or the images.

og de skal ikke se hen til Altrene, deres Hænders Værk, eller skue hen til, hvad deres Fingre har lavet, hverken til Asjerastøtterne eller Solstøtterne.

In that day shall his strong cities be as a forsaken bough, and an uppermost branch, which they left because of the children of Israel: and there shall be desolation.

På hin Dag ligger dine Byer forladt som de Tomter, Hivviter og Amoriter forlod for Israels Børn; og Landet skal blive en Ørk.

Because thou hast forgotten the God of thy salvation, and hast not been mindful of the rock of thy strength, therefore shalt thou plant pleasant plants, and shalt set it with strange slips:

Thi du glemte din Frelses Gud, slog din Tilflugtsklippe af Tanke. Derfor planter du yndige Plantninger og sætter fremmede Skud;

In the day shalt thou make thy plant to grow, and in the morning shalt thou make thy seed to flourish: but the harvest shall be a heap in the day of grief and of desperate sorrow.

hver Dag får du din Plantning i Vækst, hver Morgen dit Skud i Blomst - indtil Høsten på Sotens, den ulægelige Smertes Dag.

Woe to the multitude of many people, which make a noise like the noise of the seas; and to the rushing of nations, that make a rushing like the rushing of mighty waters!

Hør Bulder af mange Folkeslag! De buldrer som Havets Bulder. Drøn af Folkefærd! De drøner som vældige Vandes Drøn.

The nations shall rush like the rushing of many waters: but God shall rebuke them, and they shall flee far off, and shall be chased as the chaff of the mountains before the wind, and like a rolling thing before the whirlwind.

Folkefærdene drøner som Drønet af mange Vande. Men truer han ad dem, flygter de bort, vejres hen som Avner på Bjerge for Vinden, som hvirvlende Løv for Stormen.

And behold at eveningtide trouble; and before the morning he is not. This is the portion of them that spoil us, and the lot of them that rob us.

Ved Aftenstid kommer Rædsel; før Morgen gryr, er de borte. Det er vore Plyndreres Del, det er vore Ransmænds Lov