Izaija 51
1 Čujte me, vi koji za pravdom težite, koji Jahvu tražite; pogledajte stijenu iz koje ste isječeni i jamu duboku iz koje ste izvađeni.
“Listen to Me, you pursuing righteousness, Seeking YHWH, Look attentively to the rock—you have been hewn, And to the hole of the pit—you have been dug.
2 Pogledajte oca svoga Abrahama i Saru koja vas porodi! Jest, sam bijaše kad sam ga pozvao, al' sam ga blagoslovio i umnožio.”
Look attentively to your father Abraham, And to Sarah—she brings you forth, For—one—I have called him, And I bless him, and multiply him.”
3 Jest, Jahvi se sažalio Sion, sažalile mu se njegove razvaline. Pustaru će njegovu učiniti poput Edena, a stepu poput Vrta Jahvina. Klicanje i radost njim će odjekivat', i zahvalnice i glas hvalospjeva.
For YHWH has comforted Zion, He has comforted all her ruins, And He sets her wilderness as Eden, And her desert as a garden of YHWH, Joy, indeed, gladness is found in her, Confession, and the voice of song.
4 “Pomno me slušaj, puče moj, počujte me, narodi! Jer od mene Zakon dolazi i moje pravo za svjetlo narodima.
“Attend to Me, O My people, And, O My nation, give ear to Me. For a law goes out from Me, And My judgment to the light, I cause peoples to rest.
5 Brzo će stići pravda moja, moje će spasenje doći kao svjetlost. Moja će mišica suditi narodima. Mene očekuju otoci i u moju se mišicu uzdaju.
My righteousness [is] near, My salvation has gone out, And My arms judge peoples, Islands wait on Me, Indeed, on My arm they wait with hope.
6 K nebu oči podignite, na zemlju dolje pogledajte. K'o dim će se rasplinut' nebesa, zemlja će se k'o haljina istrošit', kao komarci nestat će joj žitelji. Ali će spasenje moje trajati dovijeka, i pravdi mojoj neće biti kraja.
Lift up your eyes to the heavens, And look attentively to the earth beneath, For the heavens have vanished as smoke, And the earth wears out as a garment, And its inhabitants die as gnats, And My salvation is for all time, And My righteousness is not broken.
7 Poslušajte me, vi koji poznajete pravo, narode kojima je moj Zakon u srcu. Ne bojte se poruge ljudske, ne plašite se uvreda!
Listen to Me, you who know righteousness, A people in whose heart [is] My law, Do not fear the reproach of men, And do not be frightened of their reviling,
8 Jer moljac će ih razjesti kao haljinu, crv će ih rastočiti kao vunu. Ali će pravda moja trajati dovijeka i spas moj od koljena do koljena.”
For a moth eats them as a garment, And a worm eats them as wool, And My righteousness is for all time, And My salvation from generation to generation.”
9 Probudi se! Probudi se! Opaši se snagom, mišice Jahvina! Probudi se, kao u dane davne, za drevnih naraštaja. Nisi li ti rasjekla Rahaba i probola Zmaja?
Awake, awake, put on strength, O arm of YHWH, Awake, as [in] days of old, generations of the ages, Are You not it that is hewing down Rahab, Piercing a dragon?
10 Nisi li ti isušila more, vodu velikog bezdana, i od dubine morske put načinila da njime prolaze otkupljeni?
Are You not it that is drying up a sea, Waters of a great deep? That has made deep places of a sea A way for the passing of the redeemed?
11 Vratit će se oni što ih je oslobodio Jahve i s radosnim kricima doći će na Sion. Vječna će sreća biti nad glavama, pratit će ih klicanje i radost, nestat će tuge i jecaja.
And the ransomed of YHWH return, And they have come to Zion with singing, And continuous joy [is] on their head, They attain gladness and joy, Sorrow and sighing have fled away,
12 Ja, ja sam tješitelj vaš. Tko si ti da se bojiš smrtna čovjeka i sina čovječjeg, koji je kao trava?
“I [am] He who comforts you, Who [are] you—and you are afraid of man? He dies! And of the son of man—he is made [like] grass!
13 Zaboravio si Jahvu, svoga Stvoritelja, koji razastrije nebesa i koji zemlju utemelji; sveudilj strepiš, svaki dan, od tlačiteljeve jarosti. Kao da je pregnuo da te uništi. Ali gdje je sad jarost tlačiteljeva?
And you forget YHWH your Maker, Who is stretching out the heavens, and founding earth, And you continually fear all the day, Because of the fury of the oppressor, As he has prepared to destroy. And where [is] the fury of the oppressor?
14 Doskora će biti slobodan sužanj, neće umrijeti u jami, niti će mu kruha nedostajati.
A wanderer has hurried to be loosed, And he does not die in the pit, And his bread is not lacking.
15 Jer, ja sam Jahve, Bog tvoj, koji burkam more da mu valovi buče, ime mi je Jahve nad Vojskama.
And I [am] your God YHWH, Quieting the sea when its billows roar, YHWH of Hosts [is] His Name.
16 Svoje sam ti riječi stavio u usta, u sjenu svoje ruke sakrio sam te kad sam razastro nebesa, utemeljio zemlju i rekao Sionu: “Ti si narod moj!”
And I put My words in your mouth, And have covered you with the shadow of My hand, To plant the heavens, and to found earth, And to say to Zion, You [are] My people.”
17 Probudi se, probudi se, ustani, Jeruzaleme! Ti koji si pio iz ruke Jahvine čašu gnjeva njegova. Ispio si pehar opojni, do dna ga iskapio.
Stir yourself, stir yourself, rise, Jerusalem, You who have drunk from the hand of YHWH The cup of His fury, The goblet, the cup of trembling, you have drunk, You have wrung out.
18 Od svih sinova koje je rodio ne bješe nikog da ga vodi; od svih sinova koje je podigao ne bješe nikog da ga pridrži.
There is not a leader to her Out of all the sons she has borne, And there is none laying hold on her hand Out of all the sons she has nourished.
19 Ovo te dvoje pogodilo - tko da te požali? - pohara i rasap, glad i mač - tko da te utješi?
These two are meeting you, Who is moved for you? Spoiling and destruction, famine and sword! By whom do I comfort you?
20 Sinovi ti leže obamrli po uglovima svih ulica, kao antilopa u mreži, puni gnjeva Jahvina, prijetnje Boga tvojega.
Your sons have been wrapped up, they have lain down, At the head of all out places, as an antelope [in] a dragnet, They are full of the fury of YHWH, The rebuke of Your God.
21 Zato čuj ovo, bijedniče, pijan, ali ne od vina.
Therefore, please hear this, O afflicted and drunken one, and not with wine,
22 Ovako govori Jahve, Gospod tvoj, tvoj Bog, branitelj tvoga naroda: “Iz ruke ti, evo, uzimam čašu opojnu, pehar gnjeva svojega: nećeš ga više piti.
Thus said your Lord YHWH, and your God, He pleads [for] His people: “Behold, I have taken the cup of trembling out of your hand, The goblet, the cup of My fury, You do not add to drink it anymore.
23 Stavit ću je u ruke tvojim tlačiteljima, onima koji su ti govorili: 'Prigni se da prijeđemo!' I ti si im leđa kao tlo podmetao, kao put za prolaznike.
And I have put it into the hand of those afflicting you, Who have said to your soul, Bow down, and we pass over, And you make your body as the earth, And as the street to those passing by!”
