1 Hvem kommer der fra Edom, i Højrøde Klæder fra Bozra, han i det bølgende Klædebon, stolt i sin vældige Kraft?"Det er mig, som taler i Retfærd, vældig til at frelse!"
1 Who is this who comes from Edom,With garments of glowing colors from Bozrah,This One who is majestic in His apparel,Marching in the greatness of His strength?“It is I who speak in righteousness, mighty to save.”
3 "Jeg trådte Vinpersen ene, af Folkeslagene var ingen med mig; jeg trådte dem i min Vrede, tramped dem i min Harme; da sprøjted deres Blod på mine Klæder, jeg tilsøled hele min Klædning.
3 “I have trodden the wine trough alone,And from the peoples there was no man with Me.I also trod them in My angerAnd trampled them in My wrath;And their lifeblood is sprinkled on My garments,And I stained all My raiment.
7 Jeg vil synge om HERRENs Nåde, kvæde hans Pris, efter alt, hvad HERREN har gjort os, huld imod Israels Hus, gjort os efter sin Miskundhed, sin Nådes Fylde.
7 I shall make mention of the lovingkindnesses of the Lord, the praises of the Lord,According to all that the Lord has granted us,And the great goodness toward the house of Israel,Which He has granted them according to His compassionAnd according to the abundance of His lovingkindnesses.
9 i al deres Trængsel; intet Bud, ingen Engel, hans Åsyn frelste dem. I sin Kærlighed og Skånsel genløste han dem, han løfted og bar dem alle Fortidens Dage.
9 In all their affliction He was afflicted,And the angel of His presence saved them;In His love and in His mercy He redeemed them,And He lifted them and carried them all the days of old.
11 Da tænkte hans Folk på gamle Dage, på Moses: "Hvor er han, som drog sit Småkvægs Hyrde op af Vandet? Hvor er han, som lagde sin hellige Ånd i hans Hjerte,
11 Then His people remembered the days of old, of Moses.Where is He who brought them up out of the sea with the shepherds of His flock?Where is He who put His Holy Spirit in the midst of them,
15 Sku ned fra Himlen, se ud fra din hellige, herlige Bolig! Hvor er din Nidkærhed og Vælde, dit svulmende Hjerte, din Medynk? Hold dig ikke tilbage,
15 Look down from heaven and see from Your holy and glorious habitation;Where are Your zeal and Your mighty deeds?The stirrings of Your heart and Your compassion are restrained toward me.
16 du, som dog er vor Fader. Thi Abraham ved ej af os, Israel kendes ej ved os, men du er vor Fader, HERRE, "vor Genløser" hed du fra Evighed.
16 For You are our Father, though Abraham does not know usAnd Israel does not recognize us.You, O Lord, are our Father,Our Redeemer from of old is Your name.
17 Hvi leder du os vild fra dine Veje, HERRE, forhærder vort Hjerte mod din Frygt? Vend tilbage for dine Tjeneres, din Arvelods Stammers Skyld!
17 Why, O Lord, do You cause us to stray from Your waysAnd harden our heart from fearing You?Return for the sake of Your servants, the tribes of Your heritage.
Det Nye Testamente 1907. Det Gamle Testamente 1931
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