Isaiah 64
1 Oh that thou would rend the heavens, that thou would come down, that the mountains might quake at thy presence,
Haiwa, dai maibvarura matenga mukaburuka pasi, kuti makomo adedere pamberi penyu!
2 as when fire kindles the brushwood, and the fire causes the waters to boil, to make thy name known to thine adversaries, that the nations may tremble at thy presence!
Sezvinoita moto paunopisa tsotso uchiita kuti mvura ivire, burukai muzoita kuti zita renyu rizivikanwe kuvavengi venyu, uye muite kuti ndudzi dzidedere pamberi penyu!
3 When thou did fearful things which we did not look for, thou came down; the mountains quaked at thy presence.
Nokuti pamakaita zvinhu zvinotyisa zvatakanga tisina kutarisira, makaburuka pasi, makomo akabvunda pamberi penyu.
4 For from of old men have not heard, nor perceived by the ear, neither has the eye seen, O God, besides thee, what he has prepared for him who waits for him.
Kubva panguva dzekare hakuna munhu akanzwa, hakuna nzeve yakanzwisisa, hakuna ziso rakaona mumwe Mwari kunze kwenyu, anobatsira avo vanomumirira.
5 Thou meet him who rejoices and works righteousness, those who remember thee in thy ways. Behold, thou were angry, and we sinned. Therefore we have erred.
Munouya kuzobatsira avo vanofarira kuita zvakarurama, vanorangarira nzira dzenyu. Asi patakaramba tichivatadzira, imi makatsamwa. Zvino tingaponeswa seiko?
6 For we have all become as unclean, and all our righteous acts are as a polluted garment. And we all fade as a leaf. And our iniquities, like the wind, take us away.
Isu tose tafanana nousina kuchena, uye mabasa edu ose okururama afanana namamvemve enguo dzine tsvina; isu tose tinooma seshizha, semhepo zvivi zvedu zvinotitsvairira kure.
7 And there is none who calls upon thy name, who stirs himself up to take hold of thee. For thou have hid thy face from us, and have consumed us through our iniquities.
Hakuna anodana kuzita renyu kana anoshingairira kuti akubatei; nokuti makativanzira chiso chenyu mukaita kuti tiperezeke nokuda kwezvivi zvedu.
8 But now, O Jehovah, thou are our Father. We are the clay, and thou our potter, and we are all the work of thy hand.
Haiwa, Jehovha, kunyange zvakadaro muri Baba vedu. Isu tiri ivhu, imi muri muumbi; isu tose tiri basa ramaoko enyu.
9 Be not angry very severely, O Jehovah, nor remember iniquity forever. Behold, look, we beseech thee, we are all thy people.
Regai kutsamwa zvikuru imi Jehovha; regai kurangarira zvivi zvedu nokusingaperi. Haiwa Jehovha, ringirai kwatiri, tinokumbira, nokuti tose tiri vanhu venyu.
10 Thy holy cities have become a wilderness. Zion has become a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation.
Maguta enyu matsvene ava renje; kunyange Zioni irenje, Jerusarema rava dongo.
11 Our holy and our beautiful house, where our fathers praised thee, is burned with fire, and all our pleasant places are laid waste.
Temberi yedu tsvene inobwinya, umo madzibaba edu akakurumbidzai, yakapiswa nomoto, uye nzvimbo dzose dzataikoshesa dzaparara.
12 Will thou restrain thyself for these things, O Jehovah? Will thou hold thy peace, and afflict us very severely?
Haiwa Jehovha, mushure maizvozvi mungazvidzorawo here? Mucharamba munyerere, uye mugotiranga zvinopfuura mwero here?
