Isaiah 64
1 Oh that you would tear the heavens, that you would come down, that the mountains might quake at your presence,
O, da razdreš nebesa i siđeš, da ime svoje objaviš neprijateljima: pred licem tvojim tresla bi se brda, pred tobom bi drhtali narodi,
2 as when fire kindles the brushwood, and the fire causes the waters to boil; to make your name known to your adversaries, that the nations may tremble at your presence.
kao kad oganj suho granje zapali i vatra vodu zakuha!
3 When you did awesome things which we did not look for, you came down, the mountains quaked at your presence.
Čineć' djela strahotna, neočekivana, silazio si i brda su se tresla pred tobom!
4 Since ancient times no one has heard, and no ear has perceived, and no eye has seen a God besides you, who works for him who waits for him.
Odvijeka se čulo nije, uho nijedno nije slušalo, oko nijedno nije vidjelo, da bi koji bog, osim tebe, takvo što činio onima koji se uzdaju u njega.
5 You meet him who rejoices and works righteousness, those who remember you in your ways. Look, you were angry, and we sinned. We have been in sin for a long time; and shall we be saved?
Pomažeš onima što pravdu čine radosno i tebe se spominju na putima tvojim; razgnjevismo te, griješismo, od tebe se odmetnusmo.
6 For we have all become as one who is unclean, and all our righteousness is as a polluted garment: and we all fade as a leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, take us away.
Tako svi postasmo nečisti, a sva pravda naša k'o haljine okaljane. Svi mi k'o lišće otpadosmo i opačine naše k'o vjetar nas odnose.
7 There is none who calls on your name, who stirs up himself to take hold of you; for you have hidden your face from us, and have consumed us by means of our iniquities.
Nikog nema da tvoje ime prizove, da se probudi i osloni o tebe. Jer lice si svoje od nas sakrio i predao nas u ruke zločinima našim.
8 But now, LORD, you are our Father, and we are clay, and you are our potter; and we all are the work of your hands.
Pa ipak, naš si otac, o Jahve: mi smo glina, a ti si naš lončar - svi smo mi djelo ruku tvojih.
9 Do not be furious, LORD, neither remember iniquity forever: see, look, we beg you, we are all your people.
Ne srdi se, Jahve, odveć žestoko, ne spominji se bez prestanka naše krivice. De pogledaj - tÓa svi smo mi narod tvoj!
10 Your holy cities have become a wilderness, Zion has become like a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation.
Opustješe sveti gradovi tvoji, Sion pustinja posta, i pustoš Jeruzalem.
11 Our holy and our beautiful house, where our fathers praised you, is burned with fire; and all our pleasant places are laid waste.
Dom, svetinja naša i ponos naš, u kom te oci naši slavljahu, ognjem izgori i sve su nam dragocjenosti opljačkane.
12 Will you refrain yourself for these things, LORD? Will you hold your peace, and afflict us very severely?
Zar ćeš se na sve to, Jahve, sustezati, zar ćeš šutjet' i ponižavati nas odveć žestoko?
