Isaiah 40
1 Hloep uh pai, ka pilnam he hloep uh pai. Na Pathen loh,
Comfort ye—comfort ye my people, —Saith your God.
2 Jerusalem te a lungbuei ah thui pah lamtah amah taengah hoe pah. Amah kathaesainah moeithen pah ham a caempuei khaw cung coeng. A tholhnah cungkuem ham te rhaepnit la BOEIPA kut a yook.
Speak ye unto the heart of Jerusalem, And cry unto her, —That accomplished is her warfare, That accepted is her punishment, —That she hath received, at the hand of Yahweh, According to the full measure of all her sins.
3 Khosoek kah pang ol dongah BOEIPA kah longpuei rhoekbah uh. Mamih Pathen ham longpuei te kolken duela dueng sakuh.
A voice of one crying!—In the desert, prepare ye the way of Yahweh, —Make smooth in the waste plain a highway for our God:
4 Kolrhawk khaw boeih nolh saeh lamtah tlang som boeih khaw kunyun sak uh laeh. Cangngok te tlangtlae la, ngoemngak te khaw kolbawn la om saeh.
Let, every valley, be exalted, And every mountain and hill, be made low, —And, the steep ground become, level, And, the chain of hills—a plain:
5 BOEIPA kah a ka loh a thui coeng dongah BOEIPA kah thangpomnah te phoe vetih pumsa ah thikat la boeih a hmuh uh ni.
Then shall be revealed the glory of Yahweh, —And all flesh shall see it together, For, the mouth of Yahweh, hath spoken!
6 Ol long tah pang dae a ti tih a thui coeng. Balae ka pang thil eh? Pumsa boeih he sulrham banghui ni, pumsa kah sitlohnah boeih khaw lohma kah tamlaep pai banghui mai ni.
A voice saying Cry! And one said—What should I cry? All flesh, is grass, And, all the grace thereof, like the flower of the field:
7 Sulrham khaw rhae tih tamlaep pai tloih. Pilnam khaw BOEIPA kah a hil loh sulrham bangla a yawn taktak.
The grass hath withered The flower hath faded, Because, the breath of Yahweh, hath blown upon it! Surely the people is grass!
8 Sulrham he rhae tih rhaipai loh rhul mai cakhaw mamih Pathen kah olka tah kumhal duela pai.
The grass, hath withered, The flower, hath faded, —But the word of our God, shall stand unto times age-abiding!
9 Zion ham aka phong loh na tlang sang la luei lah. Jerusalem ham aka phong khaw na thadueng ol neh pomsang lah. Rhih boeh pomsang laeh. Judah khopuei rhoek taengah, “Nangmih kah Pathen la he,” ti nah.
To a high mountain, get ye up, O herald—band of Zion, Lift high with strength your voice, O herald—band of Jerusalem, —Lift it high, do not fear, Say to the cities of Judah—Lo! your God!
10 Ka Boeipa Yahovah tah a tlungluen neh ha pawk tih a bantha loh anih ham a taemrhai pah coeng ke. A thapang khaw amah taengah, a thaphu khaw a mikhmuh ah om coeng ke.
Lo! My Lord, Yahweh, as a mighty one, doth come, And, his own arm, is about to rule for him, —Lo! his reward, is with him, And, his recompense, before him;
11 Amah kah tuping aka dawn bangla a ban neh a luem sak. Tuca rhoek te a coi tih a rhang dongah a poem. Cacun khaw a khool bal.
Like a shepherd, his flock, will he tend, In his own arm, will he take up the lambs, And in his own bosom, will he carry [them], —Them which are with young, will he lead to a place of rest.
12 A kutpha dongah tui aka loeng, vaan te khap at la aka khap tih diklai laipi khaw baelpuei dongah aka hluem, tlang neh som boeih khaw cooi dongah coilung pakhat neh aka thuek te unim?
Who hath measured, with the hollow of his hand, the waters. Or the heavens with a span, hath meted out, Or hath comprehended, in a measure, the dust of the earth, Or weighed, in scales, the mountains, Or the hills, in a balance?
13 BOEIPA kah mueihla aka noem tih a cilsuep neh anih aka ming sak hlang te unim?
Who hath proved the spirit of Yahweh? Or being his counsellor hath been giving him knowledge?
14 Anih aka uen tih aka yakming sak khaw, tiktamnah caehlong neh anih aka cang tih mingnah longpuei neh aka cang, anih te lungcuei aka ming sak te unim te?
With whom hath he taken counsel—And he hath given him intelligence, And instructed him in the path of justice, —And taught him knowledge, And in the way of intelligence, hath been giving him understanding?
15 Namtom rhoek khaw tuiduen dongkah tuicip bangla, cooi dongkah khomong bangla a ngai uh ke ni. Sanglak boeih khaw khonuei bangla a yaal.
Lo! nations, Are us a drop on a bucket, And as fine dust on a balance, are accounted, —Lo! islands, like an atom, can he hoist;
16 Lebanon pataeng toih rhoeh pawt tih a mulhing hmueihhlutnah la rhoeh pawh.
And, Lebanon, is not sufficient to burn, —Nor, the beasts thereof sufficient for an ascending-sacrifice!
17 Namtom boeih khaw amah hmaikah pawt bangla a poei-oep lakah khaw amah rhangneh hinghong la ngai uh.
All nations, are as nothing before him, —A thing of nought or a waste, are they accounted unto him?
18 Te dongah Pathen te u taengah nim na lutlat sak vetih amah te mebang nen nim phek na tluk sak uh eh?
Unto whom then can ye liken GOD? Or, what likeness, can ye compare unto him?
19 Mueithuk te kutthai loh a hloe tih sui aka dung loh sui neh a nulh thil. Cak rhui nen khaw a cam.
The image, hath been cast by an artificer, And a goldsmith, with gold, overlayeth it, —And, chains of silver, he worketh.
20 Tangkik tanglai loh khocang la thing aka keet pawt te a coelh. Aka tuen pawh mueithuk aka saek ham te kutthai hlangcueih a tlap.
The needy offerer, of a tree that will not rot, maketh choice, —A skilled artificer, seeketh he out for himself to construct an image that shall not totter,
21 Na ming uh pawt nim? Na ya uh pawt nim? A lu lamloh nangmih taengah thui pawt nim? Diklai kah a yung na yakming uh pawt nim?
Have ye never taken note? Have ye never heard? Hath it not from the beginning, been told you? Have ye not been led to discern, from the foundations of the earth?
22 Diklai kueluek soah aka ngol tih tangku bangla kho aka sa, vaan te tihil bangla aka cuet, khosa ham dap bangla aka yaai pah la om.
It is he who sitteth upon the circle of the earth, While the inhabitants thereof are, as grass-hoppers, —Who stretcheth forth, as a curtain, the heavens, And spreadeth them out as a tent to dwell in;
23 Boeica rhoek te a hong taengla aka pae neh diklai kah laitloek rhoek te hinghong la a khueh.
Who delivereth dignitaries to nothingness, —Judges of earth, like a desolation, hath he made:
24 A phung uh pawt tih a soem uh pawt hmanah a ngo khaw diklai ah saicin bal pawh. Te dongah amih te phawn a hmuh vaengah tah koh pahoi tih hlipuei loh divawt bangla a khuen.
Scarcely have they been planted, Scarcely have they been sown, Scarcely hath their stock, begun to take root in the earth, When he hath just blown upon them and they have withered, And, a whirlwind, as though they had been chaff, carrieth them away.
25 Te dongah kai naka puet tihA Cim neh ka vanat aka ti te unim?
Unto whom then, can ye liken me, or can I be equal? Saith the Holy One.
26 Na mik te a sang la dangrhoek lamtah so uh lah. He he aka suen khaw unim? A caempuei a tarhing ah a thoeng sak tih amih te a ming neh boeih a khue. A thahuem khaw cang kahlak tih thadueng neh a om rhapsat coeng dongah hlang pakhat pataeng a hmaai moenih.
Lift on high your eyes—and see who hath created these, That bringeth forth, by number, their host, —To all of them by name, doth call, Because of the abundance of vigour and alertness of strength, not one, is missing!
27 Balae tih Jakob nang na cal. Israel sawt long khaw, “Ka longpuei he BOEIPA taeng lamloh thuh uh coeng, ka tiktamnah he ka Pathen loh a poe coeng,” na ti rhailai.
Wherefore, shouldest thou say, O Jacob, or speak, O Israel, —Hidden is my path from Yahweh, And from my God, my vindication, will pass?
28 Na ming het pawt nim? Khosuen Pathen Yahovah na ya noek pawt nim? Diklai bawt aka suen te tawnba pawt tih a kohnue moenih. A lungcuei te khenah om mahpawh.
Hast thou not known, Hast thou not heard, That The God of age-past time—Yahweh The Creator of the ends of the earth Fainteth not neither groweth weary—There is no searching of his understanding:
29 Lamlum te thadueng a paek tih thahuem aka khueh pawt te thaomnah a rhoeng sak.
Giving to him that fainteth, strength, And to him that hath no vigour, he causeth, power to abound?
30 Camoe rhoek te tawnba uh tih kohnue uh. Tongpang rhoek khaw a paloe lam ni a paloe uh.
Youths both faint and grow weary, And, young warriors—they fall, they fall;
31 Tedae BOEIPA aka lamtawn rhoek tah a thadueng sai vetihatha bangla a phae neh luei ni. Yong uh cakhaw kohnue uh mahpawh. Cet thikthuek cakhaw tawnba uh mahpawh,” a ti.
But, they who wait for Yahweh, shall renew their strength, They shall mount on strong pinion like eagles, —They shall run and not grow weary, They shall walk and not faint.
