Isaiah 63
1 Who is this who comes from Edom, with blood-red robes from Bozrah? he whose clothing is fair, stepping with pride in his great strength? I whose glory is in the right, strong for salvation.
Ame kae nye esi gbɔna tso Bozra le Edom, eye aŋɔ dzĩ ƒo eƒe awuwo? Ame kae nye esi ɖo atsyɔ̃, eye wòle zɔzɔm le eƒe ŋusẽ triakɔ me? “Nyee le nu ƒom le dzɔdzɔenyenye me. Ŋusẽ le asinye be maɖe ame.”
2 Why is your clothing red, and why are your robes like those of one who is crushing the grapes?
Nu ka ta wò awuwo biã abe ame si le wain fiam la tɔwo ene?
3 I have been crushing the grapes by myself, and of the peoples there was no man with me: in my wrath and in my passion, they were crushed under my feet; and my robes are marked with their life-blood, and all my clothing is red.
“Nye ɖekae fia wain le wainfiaƒe, ame aɖeke metso dukɔwo dome va kpe ɖe ŋunye o. Mefanya wo le nye dziku me, eye menya avuzi le wo dzi le nye dɔmedzoe helĩhelĩ la me. Woƒe ʋue hlẽ ɖe nye awuwo me, eye woƒe ʋu ƒo nu siwo medo,
4 For the day of punishment is in my heart, and the year for the payment of the price for my people has come.
elabena hlɔ̃biaŋkeke le nye dzi me, eye nye ɖeɖe ƒe ƒe la va ɖo.
5 And I saw that there was no helper, and I was wondering that no one gave them support: so my arm did the work of salvation, and my wrath was my support.
Metsa ŋku, ke ame aɖeke meli ana kpekpeɖeŋu o. Nye mo wɔ yaa be ame aɖeke meva na kpekpeɖeŋu o. Tete nye ŋutɔ nye abɔ xɔ nam, eye nye dɔmedzoe lém ɖe te.
6 And in my passion the peoples were crushed under my feet, and broken in my wrath, and I put down their strength to the earth.
Mefanya dukɔwo le nye dziku me. Le nye dɔmedzoe helĩhelĩ la me, mena womu aha, eye metrɔ woƒe ʋu kɔ ɖe anyigba.”
7 I will give news of the mercies of the Lord, and his great acts, even all the things the Lord has done for us, in his great grace to the house of Israel; even all he has done for us in his unnumbered mercies.
Maɖe gbeƒã Yehowa ƒe dɔmenyo, Yehowa ƒe nu siwo wòwɔ na mí, esiwo ta wòle be woakafui ɖo. Ɛ̃, kpe ɖe nu nyui siwo katã wòwɔ na Israel ƒe aƒe la ŋu, le eƒe nublanuikpɔkpɔ kple dɔmenyo gbogboawo ta la,
8 For he said, Truly they are my people, children who will not be false: so he was their saviour out of all their trouble.
egblɔ be, “Vavã nye amewoe wonye. Viŋutsu siwo mada alakpa nam o”, eya ta wòzu woƒe Ɖela.
9 It was no sent one or angel, but he himself who was their saviour: in his love and in his pity he took up their cause, and he took them in his arms, caring for them all through the years.
Eya hã xaxa le woƒe xaxawo katã me, eye mawudɔla si dzi wòwɔa dɔ tonae la ɖe wo. Eɖe wo le eƒe lɔlɔ̃ kple nublanuikpɔkpɔ ta. Efɔ wo ɖe dzi, eye wòtsɔ wo le blemaŋkekeawo katã me,
10 But they went against him, causing grief to his holy spirit: so he was turned against them, and made war on them.
gake wodze aglã hedo dziku na eƒe Gbɔgbɔ Kɔkɔe la, eya ta wòtrɔ ɖe wo ŋu hezu futɔ na wo, eye eya ŋutɔ wɔ aʋa kpli wo.
11 Then the early days came to their minds, the days of Moses his servant: and they said, Where is he who made the keeper of his flock come up from the sea? where is he who put his holy spirit among them,
Tete eƒe dukɔ la ɖo ŋku blemaŋkekeawo dzi, Mose kple eƒe amewo ƒe ŋkekewo hebia be afi ka ame si nye eƒe alẽhawo ƒe kplɔla, si kplɔ wo to atsiaƒu me la le? Afi ka ame si dɔ eƒe Gbɔgbɔ Kɔkɔe la ɖe wo dome,
12 He who made the arm of his glory go at the right hand of Moses, by whom the waters were parted before them, to make himself an eternal name;
ame si dɔ eƒe ŋutikɔkɔe ƒe alɔ ƒe ŋusẽ be wòanɔ Mose ƒe nuɖusime la le? Afi ka ame si ma tsiwo le wo ŋgɔ be eƒe ŋkɔ nanyɔ tegbee,
13 He who made them go through the deep waters, like a horse in the waste land?
eye wòkplɔ wo to gogloƒe la le? Abe sɔ si le gbadzaƒe ene la, womekli nu o.
14 Like the cattle which go down into the valley, they went without falling, the spirit of the Lord guiding them: so you went before your people, to make yourself a great name.
Abe nyi si wokplɔ yina ɖe gbeɖuƒe ene la, Yehowa ƒe Gbɔgbɔ na wogbɔ ɖe eme. Aleae nèkplɔ wò dukɔ lae be nàde bubuŋkɔ ɖokuiwò ŋu.
15 Let your eyes be looking down from heaven, from your holy and beautiful house: where is your deep feeling, the working of your power? do not keep back the moving of your pity and your mercies:
Bi kɔ tso dziƒo, eye nàkpɔ nu tso wò ŋutikɔkɔefiazikpui kɔkɔ la dzi. Afi ka wò ŋuʋaʋã kple ŋusẽ la le? Woɣla wò bɔbɔenyenye kple wò dɔmetɔtrɔ ɖe mí,
16 For you are our father, though Abraham has no knowledge of us, and Israel gives no thought to us: you, O Lord, are our father; from the earliest days you have taken up our cause.
gake wòe nye mia Fofo, togbɔ be Abraham menya mí alo Israel nayi si dze ge mi o hã la, wò, o, Yehowae nye mia Fofo, mía Ɖela tso gbe aɖe gbe kee nye wò ŋkɔ.
17 O Lord, why do you send us wandering from your ways, making our hearts hard, so that we have no fear of you? Come back, because of your servants, the tribes of your heritage.
O! Yehowa, nu ka ta nèna míetra tso wò mɔwo dzi hesẽ míaƒe dziwo me, be míede bubu ŋu wò o? Gatrɔ va le wò dɔla siwo nye to siwo nye wò domenyinuwo la ta.
18 Why have evil men gone over your holy place, so that it has been crushed under the feet of our haters?
Ɣeyiɣi kpui aɖe koe wò teƒe, kɔkɔe la nɔ wò amewo ƒe asi me. Ke azɔ la, míaƒe futɔwo nya avuzi le wò kɔkɔeƒe la dzi.
19 We have become as those who were never ruled by you, on whom your name was not named.
Tɔwòwoe míenye tso blema ke, gake woawo la, mèɖu fia ɖe wo dzi kpɔ o, eye womeyɔ wò ŋkɔ hã ɖe wo ŋu kpɔ o.
