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.’”
Ie amy andro rezay, natindry fa heta’e t’Iekizkia; le nimb’ama’e mb’eo t’Iesaià ana’ i Amotse, nanao ty hoe: Hoe t’Iehovà: Hajario ty anjomba’o fa toe hivetrake, tsy ho veloñe.
2 Then Hezekiah turned his face to the wall and prayed to the LORD,
Nampitolihe’ Iekizkia mb’ an-drindriñe ty lahara’e vaho nihalaly am’ Iehovà,
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.
ty hoe: Mihalaly ama’o, ry Iehovà, tiahio henaneo ty fandenàko añatrefa’o an-kavantañañe naho an-kaliforan-troke, vaho nanao ze mahity am-pahaoniña’o; aa ie nangololoike ty rovetse,
4 And the word of the LORD came to Isaiah, saying,
nivotrak’ am’ Iesaià ty tsara’ Iehovà nanao ty hoe:
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.
Akia saontsio am’ Iekizkia ty hoe: Hoe t’Iehovà, Andrianañaharen-drae’o Davide. Fa jinanjiko i halali’oy, nitreako o ranom-pihaino’oo; ingo ho tovoñako taoñe folo lim’ amby o andro’oo.
6 And I will deliver you and this city from the hand of the king of Assyria. I will defend this city.
Ho hahako am-pitàm-panjaka’ i Asore irehe naho ty rova toy vaho harovako ty rova toy;
7 This will be a sign to you from the LORD that He will do what He has promised:
le zao ty ho viloñe ama’o boak’am’ Iehovà, te ho henefa’ Iehovà i raha tsinara’ey:
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.
Heheke te hampibaliheko soritse folo amo soritse fa nilia’eo ty talinjom-panondro-andro’ i Akhaze. Aa le nibalik’ amy soritse folo fa nomba’ey i àndroy.
9 This is a writing by Hezekiah king of Judah after his illness and recovery:
Inao ty sinoki’ Iekizkia mpanjaka’ Iehodà, t’ie natindry an-tihy vaho nijangañe amy arete’ey.
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)
Hoe iraho: Ami’ty tsipinde-mena’ o androkoo ty ijoñako an-dalambein-tsikeokeoke eo; kinalañ’ amako o andro tsy nirikoo. (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.
Hoe iraho: tsy ho treako t’Ià, Eka, Ià an-tane’ o veloñeo; tsy ho isako ka t’indaty mindre amo mpimone’ ty tane toio.
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.
Nombotañe vaho nasitake amako hoe kibohom-piarak’ añondry ty kijàko; nahoronkoroñe hoe te asam-panenoñe ty fiaiko: tinampa’e amy tenoñey iraho, handro an-kaleñe ty hamongora’o ty fiaiko.
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.
Nifeahako pak’ami’ty maraiñe, manahake ty liona, fe mbe nipozapozake iaby o taolakoo, añivo ty handro naho ty haleñe ty nampigadoña’o ahy.
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.”
Mikora hoe tivoke naho aliotse iraho; mikò hoe deho; nimokore’ ty fiandrandràko o masokoo. O ry Iehovà, voatindry iraho, Ihe abey ro tsoako.
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.
Ino ty ho volañeko? Nametse amako re mbore nanoe’e; hiezañe amo hene androkoo iraho, ami’ty hafairam-piaiko.
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.
O Talè, irezay o mahajangañe ondatio, mampanintsiñe ty troko irehe; vaho mameloñ’ ahy.
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.
Tsy nanjo fañanintsin-draho te mone haaferon’ aiko; fe o fikokoa’o ahikoo ro nañaha’o ahy amy kobon-kamodoañey; vaho fonga nahifi’o amboho’o ao o hakeokoo.
18 For Sheol cannot thank You; Death cannot praise You. Those who descend to the Pit cannot hope for Your faithfulness. (Sheol h7585)
Tsy mahafandrenge Azo ty tsikeokeoke, tsy hañonjoñe azo ty havilasy; tsy mahafitamà ty figahiña’o ty migodañe mb’an-koak’ ao. (Sheol h7585)
19 The living, only the living, can thank You, as I do today; fathers will tell their children about Your faithfulness.
O veloñeo, o veloñeo, ie ro mandrenge Azoo, manahake ty anoeko henaneo; ampandrendrehen-drae amo keleia’eo ty figahiña’o.
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.
Handrombak’ ahy t’Iehovà; le hititiha’ay ami’ty marovany añ’anjomba’ Iehovà ao o sabokoo, amo hene andro hiveloma’aio.
21 Now Isaiah had said, “Prepare a lump of pressed figs and apply it to the boil, and he will recover.”
Fa hoe ty natao’ Iesaià: Ampangalao garaton-tsakoa hapakotse amy honay himeara’e.
22 And Hezekiah had asked, “What will be the sign that I will go up to the house of the LORD?”
Nanao ty hoe ka t’Iekizkia: Ino ty viloñe hampionjoñ’ ahy mb’ añ’ anjomba’ Iehovà mb’eo?
