Izaija 64
1 O, da razdreš nebesa i siđeš, da ime svoje objaviš neprijateljima: pred licem tvojim tresla bi se brda, pred tobom bi drhtali narodi,
That thou wouldst rend the heavens, and wouldst come down: the mountains would melt away at thy presence.
2 kao kad oganj suho granje zapali i vatra vodu zakuha!
They would melt as at the burning of fire, the waters would burn with fire, that thy name might be made known to thy enemies: that the nations might tremble at thy presence.
3 Čineć' djela strahotna, neočekivana, silazio si i brda su se tresla pred tobom!
When thou shalt do wonderful things, we shall not bear them: thou didst come down, and at thy presence the mountains melted away.
4 Odvijeka se čulo nije, uho nijedno nije slušalo, oko nijedno nije vidjelo, da bi koji bog, osim tebe, takvo što činio onima koji se uzdaju u njega.
From the beginning of the world they have not heard, nor perceived with the ears: the eye hath not seen, O God, besides thee, what things thou hast prepared for them that wait for thee.
5 Pomažeš onima što pravdu čine radosno i tebe se spominju na putima tvojim; razgnjevismo te, griješismo, od tebe se odmetnusmo.
Thou hast met him that rejoiceth, and doth justice: in thy ways they shall remember thee: behold thou art angry, and we have sinned: in them we have been always, and we shall be saved.
6 Tako svi postasmo nečisti, a sva pravda naša k'o haljine okaljane. Svi mi k'o lišće otpadosmo i opačine naše k'o vjetar nas odnose.
And we are all become as one unclean, and all our justices as the rag of a menstruous woman: and we have all fallen as a leaf, and our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away.
7 Nikog nema da tvoje ime prizove, da se probudi i osloni o tebe. Jer lice si svoje od nas sakrio i predao nas u ruke zločinima našim.
There is none that calleth upon thy name: that riseth up, and taketh hold of thee: thou hast hid thy face from us, and hast crushed us in the hand of our iniquity.
8 Pa ipak, naš si otac, o Jahve: mi smo glina, a ti si naš lončar - svi smo mi djelo ruku tvojih.
And now, O Lord, thou art our father, and we are clay: and thou art our maker, and we all are the works of thy hands.
9 Ne srdi se, Jahve, odveć žestoko, ne spominji se bez prestanka naše krivice. De pogledaj - tÓa svi smo mi narod tvoj!
Be not very angry, O Lord, and remember no longer our iniquity: behold, see we are all thy people.
10 Opustješe sveti gradovi tvoji, Sion pustinja posta, i pustoš Jeruzalem.
The city of thy sanctuary is become a desert, Sion is made a desert, Jerusalem is desolate.
11 Dom, svetinja naša i ponos naš, u kom te oci naši slavljahu, ognjem izgori i sve su nam dragocjenosti opljačkane.
The house of our holiness, and of our glory, where our fathers praised thee, is burnt with fire, and all our lovely things are turned into ruins.
12 Zar ćeš se na sve to, Jahve, sustezati, zar ćeš šutjet' i ponižavati nas odveć žestoko?
Wilt thou refrain thyself, O Lord, upon these things, wilt thou hold thy peace, and afflict us vehemently?
