Isaiah 64
1 Oh that you would tear the heavens, that you would come down, that the mountains might quake at your presence—
Aue me i haehae koe i nga rangi, me i heke iho, me i rere a wai nga maunga i tou aroaro!
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!
Kia rite ki te ngiha o te ahi tahu rara, ki te ahi e koropupu ai nga wai; kia mohiotia ai tou ingoa e ou hoariri, kia wiri ai nga iwi i tou aroaro!
3 When you did awesome things which we did not look for, you came down, and the mountains quaked at your presence.
I tau meatanga i nga mea wehi kihai nei i whakaaroa e matou, i heke iho koe, rere a wai ana nga maunga i tou aroaro.
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.
Kahore hoki kia rangona noatia i mua, kihai i mohiotia e te taringa, kihai hoki te kanohi i kite i te Atua, ko koe anake, e mahi nei i nga mea mo te tangata e tatari ana ki a ia.
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?
Ko tau, he whakatau ki te tangata e koa ana, e mahi ana i te tika, ki te hunga e mahara ana ki a koe i au ara. Nana, i riri na koe, he hara hoki no matou; kua roa noa atu matou ki aua ara, a ka ora ranei matou?
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.
Ko matou katoa hoki kua rite ki te tangata poke, a ko o matou tika ki te kakahu kua paru: e memenge ana matou katoa ano he rau rakau; kei te hau te rite o o matou kino e kahaki nei i a matou.
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.
Kahore hoki he tangata e karanga ana ki tou ingoa, e whakaoho ana i a ia ki te hopu i a koe: kua huna nei hoki e koe tou mata ki a matou, a kua huna matou e koe na o matou he.
8 But now, LORD, you are our Father. We are the clay and you our potter. We all are the work of your hand.
Na inaianei, e Ihowa, ko koe to matou papa; ko matou te paru, ko koe to matou kaipokepoke; he mahi hoki matou katoa na tou ringa.
9 Do not be furious, LORD. Do not remember iniquity forever. Look and see, we beg you, we are all your people.
Kaua, e Ihowa, e whakanuia rawatia te riri, kaua hoki e mahara tonu ki te kino. Nana, titiro mai ra, he iwi matou katoa nau.
10 Your holy cities have become a wilderness. Zion has become a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation.
He koraha kau ou pa tapu, he koraha a Hiona, kua ururuatia a Hiruharama.
11 Our holy and our beautiful house where our fathers praised you is burned with fire. All our pleasant places are laid waste.
Ko to matou whare tapu, ko to matou whare ataahua, ko te wahi i whakamoemiti ai o matou matua ki a koe, kua waiho hei kanga ma te ahi, moti iho a matou mea matenui katoa.
12 Will you hold yourself back for these things, LORD? Will you keep silent and punish us very severely?
Ka whakamanawanui ranei koe, e Ihowa, ki enei mea? ka whakarongo puku ranei koe? ka nui rawa ranei tau whakatupukino i a matou?
