< Isaiah 57 >

1 The just man perishes, and there is no one who acknowledges it in his heart; and men of mercy are taken away, for there is no one who understands. For the just man has been taken away before the face of malice.
El hombre recto va a su muerte, y nadie le da un pensamiento; y los hombres temerosos de Dios son quitados, y nadie se preocupa por ello; porque el hombre recto es quitado a causa de la maldad, y va a la paz.
2 Let peace arrive. Let he who has walked in his righteousness find rest on his bed.
Ellos están descansando en sus tumbas, todos los que andan en su camino recto.
3 But come here, you sons of the prophetess, you offspring of an adulterous man and a fornicating woman.
Mas acercate, hijos de hechicera, simiente de un adúltero y de la mujer perdida.
4 Whom are you mocking? Against whom have you opened your mouth wide and wagged your tongue? Are you not sons of wickedness, a lying offspring,
¿De quién te burlas? ¿Contra quién está abierta tu boca y tu lengua extendida? ¿No son hijos de rebeldía, descendientes de mentira,
5 who are being consoled by idols under every leafy tree, immolating little children at the torrents, under the high rocks?
Tú que ardes con malos deseos entre los robles, debajo de cada árbol verde; ¿Matas a los niños en los valles, bajo las grietas de las rocas?
6 Your portion is in the currents of the torrent; this is your lot! And you yourselves have poured out libations to them; you have offered sacrifice. Should I not be angry over these things?
Entre las piedras lisas del valle está tu herencia; ellas, incluso ellas, son tu parte; incluso para ellos has hecho una ofrenda de bebida y una ofrenda de comida. ¿Es posible que esas cosas sean pasadas por alto por mí?
7 Upon a high and lofty mountain, you have placed your bed, and you have ascended to that place to immolate victims.
Has puesto tu cama en una montaña alta; allí subiste para hacer tu ofrenda.
8 And behind the door, and beyond the post, you have set up your memorial. For you uncovered yourself next to me, and you received an adulterer. You widened your bed, and you formed a pact with them. You loved their bed with an open hand.
Y detrás de las puertas y en los pilares pusiste tu recuerdo; pues te has descubierto con otro y no a mi; has hecho tu cama ancha, y has llegado a un acuerdo con ellos; Tenías un deseo por su cama donde quiera que la veías.
9 And you have adorned yourself for the king with ointments, and you have increased your cosmetics. You have sent your representatives to distant places, and you have debased yourself all the way to Hell. (Sheol h7585)
Y fuiste al rey con aceite y mucho perfume, enviaste lejos a tus mensajeros y bajaste hasta el inframundo. (Sheol h7585)
10 You have been wearied by the multitude of your own ways. Yet you did not say, “I will cease.” You have found life by your own hand; because of this, you have not prayed.
Estabas cansado con tus largos viajes; pero no dijiste: no hay esperanza; obtuviste nuevas fuerzas y, por lo tanto, no fuiste débil.
11 For whose sake have you been anxiously afraid, so that you would lie and not be mindful of me, nor consider me in your heart? For I am silent, and I am like someone who does not see, and so you have forgotten me.
¿Y de quién tenías miedo, para que te apartaras, y no me tuvieras en mente, ni lo pensaras? No he estado callado, manteniéndome en secreto, y nunca me has temido.
12 I will announce your justice, and your works will not benefit you.
Declarare cómo es tu justicia y tus obras; pero de nada te aprovecharán.
13 When you cry out, let your followers free you. But the wind will carry them all away; a breeze will take them up. But he who has faith in me will inherit the earth and will possess my holy mountain.
Tus falsos dioses no te mantendrán a salvo en respuesta a tu clamor; pero el viento los tomará, se irán como un suspiro, pero el que pone su esperanza en mí tomará la tierra y tendrá mi santa montaña como su herencia.
14 And I will say: “Make way! Grant passage! Move to the side of the path! Take the obstacles out of the way of my people!”
Y diré: construyan, construyan; preparen el camino, saquen las piedras de tropiezo del camino de mi pueblo.
15 For this is said by the Most High, the Sublime One, who dwells in eternity. And his name is Holy, for he dwells in the exalted and holy place, and he acts with a restrained and humble spirit, to revive the spirit of the humble, and to revive the heart of the contrite.
Porque esta es la palabra del altísimo, cuyo lugar de reposo es eterno, cuyo nombre es Santo; mi lugar de descanso es el lugar alto y santo, pero también con el que es afligido y pobre en espíritu, para dar vida al espíritu de los pobres, y para fortalecer el corazón de los oprimidos.
16 For I will not contend unceasingly, and I will not be angry to the end. For I will exhale my breath, and the Spirit will go forth from my face.
Porque no daré castigo para siempre, ni me enfadaré sin fin; pues, desfallecerían ante mí el espíritu; y él aliento de los que yo he creado.
17 Because of the iniquity of his avarice, I was angry, and I struck him down. I concealed my face from you, and I was angry. And he went astray by wandering in his heart.
Rápidamente me enojé con sus malos caminos, y envié un castigo contra él, cubriéndome la cara con ira: y él continuó, apartando su corazón de mí.
18 I saw his ways, and I healed him, and I led him back again, and I restored consolations to him and to those who mourn for him.
He visto sus caminos, y lo sanaré; le daré descanso, consolando a él ya su gente que está triste.
19 I created the fruit of the lips: peace, peace to him who is far away, and peace to him who is near, said the Lord, and I healed him.
Daré el fruto de los labios: Paz, paz, al que está cerca y al que está lejos, dice el Señor; y lo sanaré.
20 But the impious are like the raging sea, which is not able to be quieted, and its waves stir up dirt and mud.
Pero los malvados son como el mar turbulento, para el cual no hay reposo, y sus aguas envían tierra y basura.
21 There is no peace for the impious, says the Lord God.
No hay paz, dice mi Dios, para los que hacen el mal.

< Isaiah 57 >