Isaiah 38
1 In those days Hezekiah became mortally ill. The prophet Isaiah son of Amoz came to him and said, “This is what the LORD says: ‘Put your house in order, for you are about to die; you will not recover.’”
Nʼoge ahụ, Hezekaya rịara ọrịa ruo na ọ gaara anwụ. Aịzaya onye amụma, nwa Emọz, bịakwutere ya, sị ya, “Otu a ka Onyenwe anyị sịrị: Dozie ezinaụlọ gị, nʼihi na ị ga-anwụ. Ị gaghị esite nʼute ọrịa a bilie.”
2 Then Hezekiah turned his face to the wall and prayed to the LORD,
Hezekaya tụgharịrị chee ihu ya nʼaja ụlọ kpee ekpere nye Onyenwe anyị sị,
3 saying, “Please, O LORD, remember how I have walked before You faithfully and with wholehearted devotion; I have done what was good in Your sight.” And Hezekiah wept bitterly.
“Chetakwa, Onyenwe anyị, otu m si jegharịa nʼihu gị nʼikwesị ntụkwasị obi, jiri obi m niile fee gị ofufe, ma meekwa ihe dị mma nʼanya gị.” Hezekaya bekwara akwa nke ukwuu.
4 And the word of the LORD came to Isaiah, saying,
Mgbe ahụ, okwu nke Onyenwe anyị rutere Aịzaya,
5 “Go and tell Hezekiah that this is what the LORD, the God of your father David, says: ‘I have heard your prayer; I have seen your tears. Behold, I will add fifteen years to your life.
“Gaa, gwa Hezekaya, sị ‘Otu a ka Onyenwe anyị, bụ Chineke nna gị Devid kwuru, anụla m ekpere gị, ahụkwala m anya mmiri akwa gị. Aga m atụkwasị afọ iri na ise nʼụbọchị ndụ gị.
6 And I will deliver you and this city from the hand of the king of Assyria. I will defend this city.
Aga m anapụtakwa gị na obodo a site nʼaka eze Asịrịa. Aga m echebe obodo a.
7 This will be a sign to you from the LORD that He will do what He has promised:
“‘Nke a bụ ihe ịrịbama site nʼaka Onyenwe anyị nye gị, na Onyenwe anyị ga-emezu ihe a nke o kwere na nkwa.
8 I will make the sun’s shadow that falls on the stairway of Ahaz go back ten steps.’” So the sunlight went back the ten steps it had descended.
Aga m eme ka anyanwụ laa azụ nzọ ụkwụ iri nʼihe nrigo ụlọ elu Ehaz.’” Ya mere, anyanwụ laghachiri azụ nzọ ụkwụ iri.
9 This is a writing by Hezekiah king of Judah after his illness and recovery:
Ederede Hezekaya eze Juda, mgbe ọrịachara ọrịa, nwee ahụ ike:
10 I said, “In the prime of my life I must go through the gates of Sheol and be deprived of the remainder of my years.” (Sheol h7585)
Asịrị m, “Ọ bụ nʼoge m bụ okorobịa ka m ga-agabiga nʼọnụ ụzọ nke ọnwụ, bụrụ onye anapụrụ oge ndụ m nke fọdụrụ afọdụ?” (Sheol h7585)
11 I said, “I will never again see the LORD, even the LORD, in the land of the living; I will no longer look on mankind with those who dwell in this world.
Asịrị m, “Ọ dịkwaghị mgbe m ga-ahụ Onyenwe anyị ọzọ nʼala ndị dị ndụ, m gaghị elegidekwa mmadụ ibe m anya ọzọ, maọbụ bie nʼetiti ndị bi nʼime ụwa a.
12 My dwelling has been picked up and removed from me like a shepherd’s tent. I have rolled up my life like a weaver; He cuts me off from the loom; from day until night You make an end of me.
Esila nʼọnọdụ ya bupụ ụlọ m dịka ụlọ ikwu nke onye ọzụzụ atụrụ. Apịakọtala m ndụ m dịka ọkpa akwa si apịakọta akwa o bipụla ndụ site nkwe-akwa, ehihie na nʼabalị, ị mere ka ndụ m gwụsịa.
13 I composed myself until the morning. Like a lion He breaks all my bones; from day until night You make an end of me.
Enwere m ntachiobi chere chi ọbụbọ. Ma dịka ọdụm ka ọ na-agbaji ọkpụkpụ m niile. Ehihie na nʼabalị ka ị na-eme ka ndụ m gwụsịa.
14 I chirp like a swallow or crane; I moan like a dove. My eyes grow weak as I look upward. O Lord, I am oppressed; be my security.”
Dịka eleke maọbụ ụgbala ka m na-ebe akwa. Ana m asụ ude dịka nduru na-eru ụjụ. Ike gwụrụ anya m nʼihi ile anya nʼeluigwe. Anọ m nʼọnọdụ mkpagbu, Onyenwe anyị, bịa nyere m aka.”
15 What can I say? He has spoken to me, and He Himself has done this. I will walk slowly all my years because of the anguish of my soul.
Ma gịnị ka m ga-ekwu? Ya onwe ya gwara m sị na ọ bụ ya mere nke a. M ga-eji obi umeala gagharịa ụbọchị ndụ m niile nʼihi ihe mwute nke obi m.
16 O Lord, by such things men live, and in all of them my spirit finds life. You have restored me to health and have let me live.
Onyenwe anyị, ọ bụ nʼihi ihe ndị a ka mmadụ ji adị ndụ. Mmụọ m na-adịkwa ndụ nʼime ha. I nyeghachila m ahụ ike, mee ka m dị ndụ.
17 Surely for my own welfare I had such great anguish; but Your love has delivered me from the pit of oblivion, for You have cast all my sins behind Your back.
Nʼezie, ọ bụ nʼihi ọdịmma m, ka m ji taa ahụhụ nke ihe mgbu dị otu a. Nʼịhụnanya gị ka ị zọpụtara m site nʼolulu nke ịla nʼiyi. I werela mmehie m niile wefee nʼazụ gị.
18 For Sheol cannot thank You; Death cannot praise You. Those who descend to the Pit cannot hope for Your faithfulness. (Sheol h7585)
Nʼihi nʼala mmụọ agaghị eto gị, ọnwụ agakwaghị abụku gị abụ otuto. Ndị na-arịda nʼolulu agaghị ele anya ikwesi ntụkwasị obi gị. (Sheol h7585)
19 The living, only the living, can thank You, as I do today; fathers will tell their children about Your faithfulness.
Ọ bụ ndị dị ndụ, e, naanị ndị dị ndụ ga-eto gị otuto, dị ka m na-eme taa. Ọ bụ otu ọgbọ na-eme ka ọgbọ na-eso ha mata ihe banyere ikwesi ntụkwasị obi gị.
20 The LORD will save me; we will play songs on stringed instruments all the days of our lives in the house of the LORD.
Onyenwe anyị ga-azọpụta m, anyị ga-abụ abụ kpọọ ụbọ akwara nʼụbọchị niile nke ndụ anyị, nʼime ụlọnsọ ukwu Onyenwe anyị.
21 Now Isaiah had said, “Prepare a lump of pressed figs and apply it to the boil, and he will recover.”
Aịzaya ekwuolarị sị, “Kwadoonụ mmanụ fiig dị ọkụ tee ya nʼelu etuto ahụ, ahụ ga-adịkwa ya mma.”
22 And Hezekiah had asked, “What will be the sign that I will go up to the house of the LORD?”
Hezekaya jụrụ sị, “Gịnị ga-abụ ihe ịrịbama na m ga-aga nʼụlọnsọ ukwu Onyenwe anyị?”
