Isaiah 51
1 Hearken unto me, Ye that pursue righteousness, Ye that seek Yahweh, —Look well unto the rock whence ye were hewn, And unto the quarry whence ye were digged:
Haoño raho, ry mpañori-kavantañañe, ry mipay Iehovà; itoliho i lamilamy nampitserahañe anahareoy, naho i koboñe nihaliañe anahareoy.
2 Look well unto Abraham your father, And unto Sarah who gave you birth, —For he was, alone, when called I him, And, I blessed him that I might make him, many.
Haraharao t’i Avrahame rae’ areo, naho i Sarae nisamake anahareo am-panaintaiñañe, amy t’ie nirery avao te tinokako, le nitahieko vaho nampitozantozañeko.
3 For Yahweh hath comforted Zion, He hath comforted all her waste places, And hath made her wilderness like Eden, And her waste plain like the garden of Yahweh, —Joy and gladness, shall be found in her, Thanksgiving, and the voice of melody.
Fa nohoñe’ Iehovà t’i Tsione; hene nampanintsiñe’e o tanan-taolo’eo, naho nampanahafe’e amy Edene o ratraratra’eo, le hambañe amy golobo’ Iehovày o liolio’eo; ho tendrek’ ao ty firebehañe naho ty hafaleañe, ty fañandriañañe naho ty feom-pisaboañe.
4 Attend unto me, O my people, And, O, my nation unto me give ear, —For, instruction, from me, shall go forth, And, my justice—for a light of peoples, will I establish:
Haoño raho ry ondatiko, toloro ravembia ry fifeheako; fa hiboak’ amako ty Hàke, vaho havereko ami’ty havañonako ho failo’ ondatio.
5 At hand is my righteousness. Gone forth hath my salvation, And, mine own arms, unto the peoples, shall give justice, —Upon me, Coastlands, shall wait, And for mine arm, shall they hope.
Fa marine ty havantañako, fa mionjom-beo ty fandrombahako, vaho hizaka ondatio o sirakoo; handiñe ahy o tokonoseo, hiato ami’ty sirako.
6 Lift up—to the heavens—your eyes, And look around to the earth beneath Though, the heavens, like smoke, should have vanished And, the earth, like a garment, should fall to pieces, And, her inhabitants, in like manner, should die, Yet, my salvation, unto times age-abiding, shall continue, And, my righteousness, shall not be broken down.
Andrandrao mb’andikerañe eñe o fihaino’ areoo, le isao ty tane ambane atoy; fa himosaoñe hoe hatoeñe o likerañeo, naho hihamodo hoe saroñe ty tane toy, naho hihomake hoe zay ka ondatio; fe ho nainai’e donia ty fandrombahako vaho le lia’e tsy haitoañe ty havantañako.
7 Hearken unto me ye who discern righteousness, The people in whose heart is my law, —Do not fear the reproach of frail men, Nor at their revilings, be dismayed;
Mañaoña ahy ry mahafohin-kavañonañeo, ry ondaty mitan-Kake añ’arofoo; ko ihembaña’areo ty ifañembaña’ondatio, vaho ko ilonjera’ areo o inje’iareoo.
8 For like a garment, shall they be eaten of the moth, And like wool, shall they be eaten of the larva; But, my righteousness, unto times age-abiding shall continue, And, my salvation, unto the remotest generation.
Ie ho hanem-bararaoke hoe lamba, naho habotsen-oletse hoe volonañondry; fe nainai’e kitro añ’afe’e ty havantañako, naho pak’ an-tariratse tsitso’e añe ty fandrombahako.
9 Awake, awake put on strength, O arm of Yahweh, Awake, As in days of old, The generations of bygone ages: Art not thou that which—Hewed down Rahab, Piercing the Crocodile?
Mivañona, Mivañona, mañombea haozarañe ry fità’ Iehovà! Mivañona manahake o andro taoloo manahake o tariratse haehaeo. Tsy Ihe hao ty nampitseratserake i Rahabae? ty nitomboke i fañaneñey?
10 Art not thou that which dried up—The Sea, The waters of the mighty Deep, —That which made of the abysses of the sea a road for the passing over of the redeemed?
Tsy Ihe hao ty nañamaike i riakey, o rano’ i laleke mangonkoñeio; mbore nanoa’o lalañe an-daleke ao hitsaha’ o jinebañeo?
11 Therefore, the ransomed of Yahweh, shall again come unto Zion, with shouts of triumph, With gladness age-abiding on their head, —Joy, and gladness, shall overtake [them]. Sorrow and sighing have fled away.
Aa le himpoly o vinili’ Iehovà fiaiñeo, higodañe an-tsabo mbe Tsione mb’eo, nainai’e hilolohe hafaleañe, naho handia taroba an-kaliforan-kaehake, vaho hihelañe añe ty haoreañe naho ty fiselekaiñañe.
12 I—I, am he that comforteth you, —Who art, thou, that thou hast feared Frail man that dieth, and A son of the earthborn, who, as grass, shall be delivered up?
Zaho, le Zaho ty mañohò anahareo, Ia-mb’arè rehe te ho hembañe am’ondaty tsi-mahay tsy hivetrakeo, naho amo ana-ondaty nanoen-ko ahetseo?
13 That thou hast forgotten Yahweh thy maker, Who stretched out the heavens And founded the earth? That thou hast dreaded continually, all the day, by reason of the fury of the oppressor, in that he was ready to destroy? Where then is the fury of the oppressor?
Nihaliño’o hao t’Iehovà, Andrianamboatse azo, I namelatse o likerañeo naho nañoreñe o faha’ ty tane toio? ihe miriatsandry lomoñandro ty amy haleveleve’ i mpamorekeke mihentseñe handrotsakeiy! Fa aia ty haromota’ i mpamolevoley?
14 The captive hath hastened to be loosed, —That he might not die in the pit. Neither should, his bread, be cut off.
Ho hahàñe aniany ty nasese-androhy; tsy hizotso mb’ am-pihomahañe mb’an-tsikeokeoke ao, vaho tsy hieren-kaneñe.
15 But, I—Yahweh, am thy God, Who threw into commotion the sea And the waves thereof roared, —Yahweh of hosts, is his name.
Zaho Iehovà Andrianañahare’o, ty mampivalitaboake i riakey vaho nampitroñe o onja’eo— Iehovà’ i Màroy ty tahina’e.
16 Therefore have I put my words in thy mouth, And with the shadow of my hand, have I covered thee, —To plant the heavens, and To lay the foundations of the earth, and To say unto Zion My people, thou art!
Fa najoko am-palie’o ao o volakoo; naho nanakoñe azo ami’ty talinjon-tañako, hampijadoña’o i likerañey, naho hañoreña’o ty tane toy, vaho hanoa’o ty hoe t’i Tsione: Ondatiko ‘n-iheo.
17 Rouse thee—rouse, thee stand up, O Jerusalem, Who hast drunk, at the hand of Yahweh, his cup of indignation: The goblet-cup of confusion, hast thou drunk—hast thou drained.
Mivañona, Mivañona, mitroara ry Ierosalaime, fa ninoma’o am-pità’ Iehovà i fitovim-piforoforoa’ey; ie gineno’o reketse karafo’e ty fitihem-pivembeñañe, vaho nikapaihe’o.
18 There is none to guide her, Among all the sons she hath borne, —There is none to grasp her hand, Among all the sons she hath brought up.
Tsy eo ty hiaolo aze ami’ty hatozantoza’ o anake nisamahe’eo; tsy eo ty mañoho-pitañe aze amo ana-dahi’e tsifotofoto nibeize’eo.
19 Twain, are the things befalling thee, Who will lament for thee? Wasting and destruction and famine and sword By whom shall I comfort thee?
O raha roe zao ty hifetsak’ ama’o; ia ty handala azo? Ty fangoakoahañe naho ty fandrotsahañe, ty kerè vaho ty fibara; aia ty hañohòako azo.
20 Thy sons, have fainted, They lie at the head of all the streets like a gazelle in a net, —Who, indeed, are full of The indignation of Yahweh The rebuke of thy God.
Fa toirañe o ana-dahi’oo, mifitake amo lohan-dala’o iabio, hoe fanaloke tsinepake an-karato; lifore’ ty fifombo’ Iehovà, ty fañendahan’ Añahare’o.
21 Therefore, hear, I pray thee, this, thou humbled one, —And drunken but not with wine: —
Ehe janjiño zao ry mpisotry, naho ry mpijike—fe tsy an-divay;
22 Thus, saith Thy Lord, Yahweh, Even thy God who pleadeth the cause of his people: —Lo! I have taken, out of thy hand, the cup of confusion, —As for the goblet-cup of mine indignation, Thou shalt not again drink it, any more;
Hoe t’Iehovà Talè naho i Andrianañahare’o milozoke ty am’ ondati’eoy: Hehe te rinambeko am-pità’o ty fanovim-pivembeñañe, naho ty fitovin-kaviñerako; le lia’e tsy hinoma’o ka;
23 But I will put it into the hand of thy tormentors, Who said to thy soul, Bow down that we may pass over, —And so thou didst place as the ground, thy back, Yea as the street to such as were passing along.
Fa hapoko an-taña’ o mamorekeke azoo; o nanao ty hoe ami’ty sandri’oo: Mibaboha handialià’ay; le nampanahafe’o amy taney ty lambosi’o, vaho amy damokey hijelajelaña’iareo.
