Isaiah 64

1 Oh that you would tear the heavens, that you would come down, that the mountains might quake at your presence—

Oh soki okokaki kopasola likolo mpe kokita, bangomba ekoningana liboso na Yo!

2 as when fire kindles the brushwood, and the fire causes the water to boil. Make your name known to your adversaries, that the nations may tremble at your presence!

Ndenge moto etumbaka matiti mpe etokisaka mayi na nzungu, kita mpo na kosala ete banguna na Yo bayeba Kombo na Yo mpe bikolo eningana liboso na Yo!

3 When you did awesome things which we didn’t look for, you came down, and the mountains quaked at your presence.

Pamba te tango osalaki makambo ya somo oyo biso tozalaki kozela te, okitaki mpe bangomba eninganaki liboso na Yo.

4 For from of old men have not heard, nor perceived by the ear, nor has the eye seen a God besides you, who works for him who waits for him.

Wuta na tango ya kala penza, moto moko te atikala kososola, litoyi moko te etikala koyoka, liso moko te etikala komona, ete nzambe moko, longola kaka Yo, asalaka boye mpo na bato oyo batalelaka ye.

5 You meet him who rejoices and does righteousness, those who remember you in your ways. Behold, you were angry, and we sinned. We have been in sin for a long time. Shall we be saved?

Osungaka bato oyo bazalaka na esengo ya kosala makambo ya sembo, ba-oyo babosanaka nzela na Yo te. Kasi osilikaki tango biso tosalaki masumu; bongo ndenge nini tokoki solo kobika?

6 For we have all become like one who is unclean, and all our righteousness is like a polluted garment. We all fade like a leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, take us away.

Biso nyonso, tokomi lokola eloko ya mbindo, misala na biso nyonso ya bosembo ezali lokola elamba ya mbindo; biso nyonso tokawuki lokola likasa mpe masumu na biso ememi biso lokola mopepe!

7 There is no one who calls on your name, who stirs himself up to take hold of you; for you have hidden your face from us, and have consumed us by means of our iniquities.

Moko te azali kobelela Kombo na Yo to kolamusa makanisi mpo na kokangama na Yo, pamba te obombeli biso elongi na Yo mpe obebisi biso likolo ya masumu na biso.

8 But now, Yahweh, you are our Father. We are the clay and you our potter. We all are the work of your hand.

Nzokande oh Yawe, ozalaka Tata na biso; biso tozali lokola mabele oyo basalelaka bikeko, bongo Yo, ozali lokola mosali mbeki; biso nyonso tozali mosala ya maboko na Yo.

9 Don’t be furious, Yahweh. Don’t remember iniquity forever. Look and see, we beg you, we are all your people.

Oh Yawe, tika ete kanda na Yo eleka ndelo te; kokanisaka masumu na biso tango nyonso te! Tala biso ndenge tozali kobondela, pamba te biso nyonso tozali bato na Yo.

10 Your holy cities have become a wilderness. Zion has become a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation.

Bingumba na Yo ya bule ekomi esobe; ezala Siona, yango mpe ekomi esobe; Yelusalemi etikali lisusu na bato te!

11 Our holy and our beautiful house where our fathers praised you is burned with fire. All our pleasant places are laid waste.

Tempelo na biso ya bule mpe ya lokumu epai wapi batata na biso bazalaki koyemba masanzoli mpo na lokumu na Yo, esili kozika na moto; mpe nyonso oyo tozalaki na yango ya motuya esili kobebisama!

12 Will you hold yourself back for these things, Yahweh? Will you keep silent and punish us very severely?

Oh Yawe, sima na makambo oyo nyonso, okozongisa kaka motema na Yo sima te? Okokanga kaka monoko mpe okopesa biso kaka etumbu oyo eleki ndelo?