Isaiah 51
1 Pakai holla, huhdohna chang dinga kinem jousen, kasei hi ngaijuvin! Songpia konna kitan doh’a na hiuvin chule gomtong’a konna kilaidoh’a na hiu chu ngaitouvin.
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:
2 Na pului’u Abraham le na nampiu hung penna nu Sarah chu ngaitouvin. Ka kou petna chu Abraham achangseh bou ahin, hinla ama phatthei kaboh’in, nam lentah ahung hitai.
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.
3 Pakaiyin Israel alhamon kit ding, chule amah thah nau alainat pi’e. Nelphai jong chu Eden banga nom ding, gamthip gamgo lai jong chu Pakai honlei bang ding ahi. Kipana le thanopna chuche muna kimun tin, Thangvahna laho chu gingdoh ding ahi.
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.
4 Ka mite, kasei ngai’uvin. Israel’in ngai hen. Ajeh chu ka danthu kilhangsap ding, chule ka thutan themna chu chitin-namtin lah’a kilang ding ahi.
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:
5 Ka khotona le thutan themna hung lhung loi ding, Ka huhhingna hi hunga ahitai. Ka bantha hattah hin chitin-namtin chunga thutan themna ahin pohlut ding ahi. Gam latah gam’a hon ei hinvet dingu chule kinem tah’a ka bantha hatna chu kinem ding ahiuve.
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.
6 Dah in van khu veuvin, chule noi lam leiset hin vesuh un. Ajeh chu van hi meikhu tobang ahung mang thah ding, chule leiset hi ponsil hal tobanga mang thah ding ahi. Leiset mite jong thousi tobanga thi ding ahiuvin, hinla ka huhhingna hi a’itih’a umjing ding ahi. Ka chonphatna dan chu akichaitih umlou ding ahi.
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.
7 Kasei ngaijun, adihlou’a konna adih hea nangho, adan thu lunga tuhdet hon, mihon nahin taitom diu tija hih un. Ama hon na jumso dingu jong kicha hih beh un.
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;
8 Ajeh iham itileh ngetnin pon anehset tobang hi dingu, chule lung hon samul anehheng tobang hung hidiu ahije. Hinla ka chonphatna chu itih’a hijinga, Ka mihuhhingna jong akhang khanga kijom jing ding ahi.
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.
9 Khangin, khangin, Vo Pakai! Thaneitah in hung kivonin! Nathahatna banjet chu hin jah doh in! Masanglai nikhoa nangman Nile vadunga Hingne(dragon) tobang Aigupta mite natha tobang chu hiuhen.
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?
10 Na mite agalkai theina dinguva twithuh lah’a kona ahungdoh theina dingun, twikhanglen nakan sah in, lampi lhung lut pachu, tunia hi Ama chu na hilou hitam?
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?
11 Pakai lhatsate chu hung kile’ uvintin, tonsot kipana lallukhuh khuh puma Jerusalema chu lasa puma lut’uvintin, lungkhamna le lunghemna kitol mangin tin, amaho chu kipana le thanopna’a dim jing ding ahitauve.
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.
12 Keima, kei mong mongin nangho kalhamon nahiuvin, hijeh’a chu mihem ho chu, hampa banga mollha loile mangthei bep ahiuvin, ipi dinga na kichat ham?
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?
13 Hijongleh nanghon Pakai, na Sempa’u, vanho hin pha jal'a chule leiset bul hin phutdohpa chu na sumil tauve. Mihem bol hesohna na kichat jom jing diu ha? Na melma teu lunghanna na kichat jom jing dingu ham? Tua hi alungsat nau le alunghan nau hoilamba geija hitam? Achemang'a ahitai.
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?
14 Na sohchang ho’u chu gang tah’a kilhadoh ding ahiuve! Songkul lutna, an ngolna le thina chu nachan ding hitalou ding ahitai.
The captive hath hastened to be loosed, —That he might not die in the pit. Neither should, his bread, be cut off.
15 Ajeh iham itileh Keima Pakai na Pathen kahi: Twikhanglen choh thouva, chule twipi kinong chu ging dum duma lhapa chu kahin, Kamin chu Vanna Galmiho Pakai kitipa chu ahi.
But, I—Yahweh, am thy God, Who threw into commotion the sea And the waves thereof roared, —Yahweh of hosts, is his name.
16 Chule Keiman ka Thuho chu nakama kakhumpeh in, chule nakihuh bitna ding chu kasellin, chule keiman vantham jol chu kapha jal'a chule leiset bul aphudoh ahin, Keiman Israel jah’a, ‘Nangho Kamite nahiuve’ kati ahi.
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!
17 Thoudoh in, thoudoh in, Vo Jerusalem! Nangman Pakai lunghanna chu khonna nadontai. Tijat umtah khon chu nadonin, atwi valha nunungpen geija nadanga navat lhah sah ahitai.
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.
18 Na chateu khatcha jong ahinga akidalha a na khuttuh’a chule na puile ding aumtapoi.
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.
19 Hiche vangset hamsetna teni hi- manthaina le mahthahna, galle kelthohna hohi nachunga hunglhunga ahi. Nangho na hepi-khoto dingu koi kidalha hinau vem? Nangho nalhamon dingu um nauvem?
Twain, are the things befalling thee, Who will lament for thee? Wasting and destruction and famine and sword By whom shall I comfort thee?
20 Ajeh iham itileh nachateu chu atha’u lhadah ahita’uvin chule lampia alumgam tauvin, agamsunga chengho chu len kikhum bangin panpi bei ahitauve.
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.
21 Hinla tun hiche hi ngaijin, akigimbol hesoh ho jukham tobanga lung gel je helouva touho, ju don kham jeh ahipouve.
Therefore, hear, I pray thee, this, thou humbled one, —And drunken but not with wine: —
22 Hiche hi Thuneipen Pakai, na Pathen le na Panhupa chun asei ahije: Ven, keiman tijat umtah khon chu na khutna konin kalatai, nangman kalung hanna khon chu na donlou ding ahitai.
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;
23 Chuche khella chu nabol hesoh ho, ‘Keihon vutvaito kichiltha dingu chule natungtun chunga lam kajot dingu ahi’ tia seiho khutna hiche khon chu kapeh joh ahitai.
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.
