¹Og det skal ske i de sidste Dage, at HERRENS Huses Bjerg, grundfæstet på Bjergenes Top, skal løfte sig op over Højene. Did skal Folkeslag strømme.

¹And it hath come to pass, In the latter end of the days, The mount of the house of Jehovah Is established above the top of the mounts, And it hath been lifted up above the hills, And flowed unto it have peoples.

²og talrige Folk komme vandrende: "Kom, lad os drage til HERRENs Bjerg, til Jakobs Guds Hus; os skal han lære sine Veje, så vi kan gå på hans Stier; thi fra Zion udgår Åbenbaring, fra Jerusalem HERRENs Ord."

²And gone have many nations and said, Come and we go up to the mount of Jehovah, And unto the house of the God of Jacob, And He doth teach us of His ways, And we do walk in His paths, For from Zion doth go forth a law, And a word of Jehovah from Jerusalem.

³Da dømmer han mange Folkeslag imellem, skifter Ret mellem talrige, fjerne Folk; deres Sværd skal de smede til Plovjern, deres Spyd til Vingårdsknive; Folk skal ej løfte Sværd mod Folk, ej øve sig i Våbenfærd mer.

³And He hath judged between many peoples, And given a decision to mighty nations afar off, They have beaten their swords to ploughshares, And their spears to pruning-hooks, Nation lifteth not up sword unto nation, Nor do they learn war any more.

⁴Da sidder hver under sin Vinstok og sit Figenfræ, og ingen. skræmmer dem, så sandt Hærskarers HERREs Mund har talet.

⁴And they have sat each under his vine, And under his fig-tree, And there is none troubling, For the mouth of Jehovah of Hosts hath spoken.

⁵Thi alle Folkeslag vandrer hvert i sin Guds Navn, men vi vil vandre i HERREN vor Guds Navn for evigt og altid.

⁵For all the peoples do walk, Each in the name of its god — and we, We do walk in the name of Jehovah our God, To the age and for ever.

⁶På hin Dag, lyder det fra HERREN, samler jeg det, der halter, sanker det spredte sammen og det, jeg har hjemsøgt med ondt.

⁶In that day — an affirmation of Jehovah, I do gather the halting one, And the driven away one I bring together, And she whom I have afflicted.

⁷Det haltende gør jeg til en Rest, det svage til et kraftigt Folk; og HERREN er Konge over dem på Zions Bjerg fra nu og til evig Tid.

⁷And I have set the halting for a remnant, And the far-off for a mighty nation, And reigned hath Jehovah over them in mount Zion, From henceforth, and unto the age.

⁸Men du, o Hyrdetårn, Zions Datters Høj, til dig skal det komme, det forrige Herredømme tilfalde dig, Jerusalems Datters Rige.

⁸And thou, O tower of Eder, Fort of the daughter of Zion, unto thee it cometh, Yea, come in hath the former rule, The kingdom to the daughter of Jerusalem.

⁹Hvi skriger du dog så højt?. Er Kongen ikke i dig?. Er da din Rådgiver borte, nu du grebes af Fødselsveer?

⁹Now, why dost thou shout aloud? A king — is there none in thee? Hath thy counsellor perished, That taken hold of thee hath pain as a travailing woman?

¹⁰Vrid dig og vånd dig som i Barnsnød, Zions Datter! Thi nu skal du ud af Byen og bo på Marken, og du skal komme til Babel; der skal du frelses, der vil HERREN genløse dig af dine Fjenders Hånd.

¹⁰Be pained, and bring forth, O daughter of Zion, As a travailing woman, For now, thou goest forth from the city, And thou hast dwelt in the field, And thou hast gone unto Babylon, There thou art delivered, There redeem thee doth Jehovah from the hand of thine enemies.

¹¹Nu er de samlet imod dig, de mange Folk, som siger: "Vanæres skal det; vort Øje skal se med Skadefryd på Zion."

¹¹And now, gathered against thee have been many nations, who are saying: `Let her be defiled, and our eyes look on Zion.`

¹²Men de, de kender ikke det mindste til HERRENs Tanker, de fatter ikke hans Råd, at han samled dem som Neg på Lo.

¹²They have not known the thoughts of Jehovah, Nor have they understood His counsel, For He hath gathered them as a sheaf [into] a threshing-floor.

¹³Op og tærsk, du Zions Datter! Thi jeg giver dig Horn af Jern, jeg giver dig Klove af Kobber. Du skal knuse de mange Folk, lægge Band på Byttet for HERREN, på Godset for al Jordens Herre.

¹³Arise, and thresh, O daughter of Zion, For thy horn I make iron, And thy hoofs I make brass, And thou hast beaten small many peoples, And I have devoted to Jehovah their gain, And their wealth to the Lord of the whole earth!