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.
Hearken to me, ye that pursue righteousness. Ye that seek Jehovah! Look to the rock whence ye were hewn, To the pit-quarry whence ye were digged!
2 Pogledajte oca svoga Abrahama i Saru koja vas porodi! Jest, sam bijaše kad sam ga pozvao, al' sam ga blagoslovio i umnožio.”
Look to Abraham your father, And to Sarah that bore you! For I called him when only one, And blessed him, and multiplied 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.
Thus will Jehovah have pity upon Zion; He will have pity upon all her desolations. He will make her wilderness like Eden, Her desert like the garden of Jehovah. Joy and gladness shall be found therein; Thanksgiving, and the voice of melody.
4 “Pomno me slušaj, puče moj, počujte me, narodi! Jer od mene Zakon dolazi i moje pravo za svjetlo narodima.
Hearken to me, O my people! And give ear to me, O my nation! For a law shall proceed from me, And I will establish my statutes for the light of the nations.
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 help is near; my salvation goeth forth; My arm shall judge the nations; Distant lands shall wait for me, And in my arm shall they trust.
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 down upon the earth beneath! For the heavens shall vanish away like smoke, And the earth shall decay like a garment, And its inhabitants shall perish like flies. But my salvation shall endure forever, And my goodness shall not decay.
7 Poslušajte me, vi koji poznajete pravo, narode kojima je moj Zakon u srcu. Ne bojte se poruge ljudske, ne plašite se uvreda!
Hearken to me, ye that know righteousness, The people in whose heart is my law! Fear ye not the reproach of men, Nor be disheartened by their revilings!
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 the moth shall consume them like a garment, And the worm shall eat them like wool. But my goodness shall endure forever, 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! clothe thyself with strength, O arm of Jehovah! Awake, as in the ancient days, in the generations of old!
10 Nisi li ti isušila more, vodu velikog bezdana, i od dubine morske put načinila da njime prolaze otkupljeni?
Art thou not the same that smote Rahab, And wounded the dragon? Art thou not the same that dried up the sea, The waters of the great deep, —That made the depths of the sea a path for the redeemed to pass through?
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.
Thus shall the ransomed of Jehovah return; They shall come to Zion with singing; Everlasting joy shall be upon their heads; They shall obtain gladness and joy, And sorrow and sighing shall flee away.
12 Ja, ja sam tješitelj vaš. Tko si ti da se bojiš smrtna čovjeka i sina čovječjeg, koji je kao trava?
I, even I, am he that hath pity upon you; Who art thou, that thou art afraid of man, that shall die, Of the son of man, that shall perish 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 forgettest Jehovah thy maker, That stretched out the heavens, And founded the earth, And fearest continually every day, On account of the fury of the oppressor, As if he were taking aim to destroy thee? Where now is the fury of the oppressor?
14 Doskora će biti slobodan sužanj, neće umrijeti u jami, niti će mu kruha nedostajati.
Soon shall the enchained be loosed; He shall not die in the pit, Nor shall his bread fail.
15 Jer, ja sam Jahve, Bog tvoj, koji burkam more da mu valovi buče, ime mi je Jahve nad Vojskama.
For I am Jehovah thy God, That rebuketh the sea when his waves roar; Jehovah 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!”
I have put my words into thy mouth, And have covered thee with the shadow of my hand, To establish the heavens, and to found the earth. And to say to Zion, “Thou art 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.
Awake, awake, stand up, O Jerusalem! Thou that hast drunk from the hand of Jehovah the cup of his fury, Thou that hast drunk to the dregs the cup of giddiness!
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 one to lead her, of all the sons which she hath brought forth, Nor is there one to take her by the hand, of all the sons which she hath nurtured.
19 Ovo te dvoje pogodilo - tko da te požali? - pohara i rasap, glad i mač - tko da te utješi?
These two things have come upon thee, And who bemoaneth thee? Desolation and destruction, and famine and the sword; How shall I comfort thee?
20 Sinovi ti leže obamrli po uglovima svih ulica, kao antilopa u mreži, puni gnjeva Jahvina, prijetnje Boga tvojega.
Thy sons have fainted; they lie at the head of all the streets, Like a deer in the net; They are full of the wrath of Jehovah, Of the rebuke of thy God.
21 Zato čuj ovo, bijedniče, pijan, ali ne od vina.
Therefore, hear this, thou afflicted, Thou drunken, 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 saith thy Lord, Jehovah, And thy God, that defendeth the cause of his people. Behold, I will take from thy hand the cup of giddiness, The cup of my wrath; Thou shalt drink no more of it.
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 will put it into the hand of them that have afflicted thee; That have said to thee, “Bow down, that we may pass over!” And thou madest thy body as the ground, And as the street, to them that passed over.
