Isaiah 38
1 In those days Hezekiah was ill and near death. And Isaiah the prophet, the son of Amoz, came to him, and said to him, The Lord says, Put your house in order; for your death is near.
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 And Hezekiah, turning his face to the wall, made his prayer to the Lord, saying,
Hezekaya tụgharịrị chee ihu ya nʼaja ụlọ kpee ekpere nye Onyenwe anyị sị,
3 O Lord, keep in mind how I have been true to you with all my heart, and have done what is good in your eyes. And Hezekiah gave way to bitter weeping.
“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 Then the word of the Lord came to Isaiah, saying,
Mgbe ahụ, okwu nke Onyenwe anyị rutere Aịzaya,
5 Go to Hezekiah, and say, The Lord, the God of David, your father, says, Your prayer has come to my ears, and I have seen your weeping: see, I will give you fifteen more years of 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 keep you and this town safe from the hands of the king of Assyria: and I will keep watch over this town.
Aga m anapụtakwa gị na obodo a site nʼaka eze Asịrịa. Aga m echebe obodo a.
7 And Isaiah said, This is the sign the Lord will give you, that he will do what he has said:
“‘Nke a bụ ihe ịrịbama site nʼaka Onyenwe anyị nye gị, na Onyenwe anyị ga-emezu ihe a nke o kwere na nkwa.
8 See, I will make the shade which has gone down on the steps of Ahaz with the sun, go back ten steps. So the shade went back the ten steps by which it had gone down.
Aga m eme ka anyanwụ laa azụ nzọ ụkwụ iri nʼihe nrigo ụlọ elu Ehaz.’” Ya mere, anyanwụ laghachiri azụ nzọ ụkwụ iri.
9 The writing of Hezekiah, king of Judah, after he had been ill, and had got better from his disease.
Ederede Hezekaya eze Juda, mgbe ọrịachara ọrịa, nwee ahụ ike:
10 I said, In the quiet of my days I am going down into the underworld: the rest of my years are being taken away from me. (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 not see the Lord, even the Lord in the land of the living: I will not see man again or those living in the 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 resting-place is pulled up and taken away from me like a herdsman's tent: my life is rolled up like a linen-worker's thread; I am cut off from the cloth on the frame: from day even to night you give me up to pain.
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 am crying out with pain till the morning; it is as if a lion was crushing all my bones.
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 make cries like a bird; I give out sounds of grief like a dove: my eyes are looking up with desire; O Lord, I am crushed, take up my cause.
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 am I to say? seeing that it is he who has done it: all my time of sleeping I am turning from side to side without rest.
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, for this cause I am waiting for you, give rest to my spirit: make me well again, and let me come back to life.
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 See, in place of peace my soul had bitter sorrow. but you have kept back my soul from the underworld; for you have put all my sins out of your memory.
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 the underworld is not able to give you praise, death gives you no honour: for those who go down into the underworld there is no hope in your mercy. (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, the living man, he will give you praise, as I do this day: the father will give the story of your mercy to his children.
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 O Lord, quickly be my saviour; so we will make my songs to corded 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 And Isaiah said, Let them take a cake of figs, and put it on the diseased place, and he will get well.
Aịzaya ekwuolarị sị, “Kwadoonụ mmanụ fiig dị ọkụ tee ya nʼelu etuto ahụ, ahụ ga-adịkwa ya mma.”
22 And Hezekiah said, What is 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?”
