Isaiah 50
1 This is the word of the Lord: Where is the statement which I gave your mother when I put her away? or to which of my creditors have I given you for money? It was for your sins that you were given into the hands of others, and for your evil-doing was your mother put away.
Yavé dice: ¿Dónde está la carta de divorcio con la cual repudié a su madre? ¿O, a cuál de mis acreedores la vendí? Ciertamente, por sus iniquidades fueron vendidos. Su madre fue repudiada por sus transgresiones.
2 Why, then, when I came, was there no man? and no one to give answer to my voice? has my hand become feeble, so that it is unable to take up your cause? or have I no power to make you free? See, at my word the sea becomes dry, I make the rivers a waste land: their fish are dead for need of water, and make an evil smell.
¿Por qué cuando Yo vengo no hay alguien y cuando llamo nadie responde? ¿Se acortó mi mano para redimir? ¿No tengo ya fuerza para salvar? En verdad, por mi reprensión se seca el mar. Convierto los ríos en desierto. Sus peces mueren de sed y hieden por la falta de agua.
3 By me the heavens are clothed with black, and I make haircloth their robe.
Yo cubro el cielo de oscuridad. Lo cubro de luto.
4 The Lord God has given me the tongue of those who are experienced, so that I may be able to give the word a special sense for the feeble: every morning my ear is open to his teaching, like those who are experienced:
ʼAdonay Yavé me dio la lengua de los entendidos para que yo sepa hablar una palabra adecuada al cansado. Cada mañana me despierta. Cada mañana despierta mi oído para que escuche como el entendido.
5 And I have not put myself against him, or let my heart be turned back from him.
ʼAdonay Yavé me abrió el oído. No fui rebelde ni me volví atrás.
6 I was offering my back to those who gave me blows, and my face to those who were pulling out my hair: I did not keep my face covered from marks of shame.
Ofrecí mi espalda a los que me azotaban y mis mejillas a los que me arrancaban la barba. No aparté mi rostro de ofensas y escupitajos,
7 For the Lord God is my helper; I will not be put to shame: so I have made my face like a rock, and I am certain that he will give me my right.
porque ʼAdonay Yavé me ayuda. Por tanto, no me avergoncé. Por eso presenté mi rostro como un pedernal y sé que no seré avergonzado.
8 He who takes up my cause is near; who will go to law with me? let us come together before the judge: who is against me? let him come near to me.
Cerca de mí está el que me justifica. ¿Quién contenderá conmigo? Comparezcamos juntos. ¿Quién es el adversario de mi causa? Que se acerque a mí.
9 See, the Lord God is my helper; who will give a decision against me? truly, all of them will become old like a robe; they will be food for the worm.
Ciertamente ʼAdonay Yavé me ayudará. ¿Quién me condenará? En verdad todos ellos envejecerán como una ropa. La polilla los comerá.
10 Who among you has the fear of the Lord, giving ear to the voice of his servant who has been walking in the dark and has no light? Let him put his faith in the name of the Lord, looking to his God for support.
¿Quién de ustedes teme a Yavé y escucha la voz de su esclavo? El que ande en oscuridad y carezca de luz confíe en el Nombre de Yavé y apóyese en su ʼElohim.
11 See, all you who make a fire, arming yourselves with burning branches: go in the flame of your fire, and among the branches you have put a light to. This will you have from my hand, you will make your bed in sorrow.
En verdad todos ustedes encienden fuego y se rodean de antorchas. Anden a la luz de su fuego. Les vendrá esto de las antorchas que encendieron de mi mano: Estarán tendidos en tormento.
