Isaiah 57
1 The righteous perisheth, and no man layeth it to heart; and merciful men are taken away, none considering that the righteous is taken away from before the evil.
Namni qajeelaan ni duʼa; kan waan kana yaadatti qabatu tokko iyyuu hin jiru; warri Waaqaaf of kennan ni fudhatamu; akka qajeeltonni waan hamaa jalaa baraaramuuf fudhataman namni tokko iyyuu hin hubatu.
2 He entereth into peace: they rest in their beds, [each one] that hath walked in his uprightness.
Namni qajeelummaadhaan jiraatu, gara nagaa seena; isaan siree isaanii irra boqotu.
3 But draw near hither, ye sons of the sorceress, the seed of the adulterer and the harlot.
“Isin garuu yaa ilmaan falfaltittii, isin sanyiin ejjituutii fi sagaagaltuu as kottaa!
4 Against whom do ye sport yourselves? Against whom do ye make a wide mouth, [and] draw out the tongue? Are ye not children of transgression, a seed of falsehood,
Isin eenyutti qoostu? Eenyutti afaan banattu? Eenyuttis arraba baaftu? Isin ilmaan finciltootaa, sanyii sobdootaa mitii?
5 inflaming yourselves with idols under every green tree, slaying the children in the valleys under the clefts of the rocks?
Isin mukkeen qilxuu gidduutti, mukkeen dagaagan hunda jalatti hawwii hamaadhaan gubattan; sululoota keessatti, holqa kattaa keessattis ijoollee keessan qaltan.
6 Among the smooth [stones] of the torrent is thy portion; they, they are thy lot: even to them hast thou poured out a drink-offering, thou hast offered an oblation. Shall I be comforted myself as to these things?
Dhagaawwan cululuqoon sulula keessaa qooda kee ti; dhugumaan carraan kee isaanuma. Ati dhibaayyuu isaaniif dhangalaafte; aarsaa midhaanii isaaniif dhiʼeessiteerta. Ani wantoota kanneen calʼisee nan ilaalaa?
7 Upon a lofty and high mountain hast thou set thy bed: even thither didst thou go up to offer sacrifice.
Ati siree kee tulluu guddaa fi ol dheeraa irra dhaabbatteerta; aarsaa kee dhiʼeeffachuufis achi ol baate.
8 Behind the doors also and the posts hast thou set up thy remembrance: for apart from me, thou hast uncovered thyself, and art gone up; thou hast enlarged thy bed, and hast made agreement with them; thou lovedst their bed, thou sawest their nakedness.
Ati cufaa keetii fi michichila cufaa keetii duubaan, yaadannoo kee fannifatteerta. Ana dhiiftee siree kee saaqqatte; yaabdees balʼiftee banattee keessa seente; ati warra siree isaanii jaallatte wajjin walii galte sana qullaa isaanii ilaalte.
9 And thou wentest to the king with ointment, and didst multiply thy perfumes, and didst send thy messengers afar off, and didst debase thyself unto Sheol. (Sheol h7585)
Ati zayitii ejersaa fudhattee gara Moolek dhaqxe; shittoo kee illee ni baayʼifatte. Ergamoota kee biyya fagootti ergite; siiʼoolittis gad ergite! (Sheol h7585)
10 Thou wast wearied by the multitude of thy ways; [but] thou saidst not, It is of no avail. Thou didst find a quickening of thy strength; therefore thou wast not sick [of it].
Dheerina karaa keetiitiin dadhabdee turte; ati garuu, ‘Wanni kun faayidaa hin qabu’ hin jenne. Jabina haaromfame argatte; kanaafuu ati hin dadhabne.
11 And of whom hast thou been afraid or feared, that thou hast lied, and hast not remembered me, nor taken it to heart? Have not I even of long time held my peace, and thou fearest me not?
“Ati akka na sobduuf akka na hin yaadanneef, yookaan akka waan kana garaatti hin qabanneef, eenyuun sodaattee akkas naate? Ati sababii ani yeroo dheeraa calʼiseef, na sodaachuu dhiifte mitii?
12 I will declare thy righteousness, and thy works; and they shall not profit thee.
Ani qajeelummaa keetii fi hojii kee ifatti nan baasa; isaan garuu si hin fayyadan.
13 When thou criest, let them that are gathered by thee deliver thee! But a wind shall carry them all away, a breath shall take them; but he that putteth his trust in me shall inherit the land, and possess my holy mountain.
Yeroo ati gargaarsaaf iyyitutti, mee waaqonni tolfamoon ati walitti qabatte sun si haa baasan! Bubbeen hunda isaanii fudhatee bada; hafuurri baafatan iyyuu afuufee isaan balleessa. Namni daʼannoo isaa ana godhatu garuu biyyattii ni dhaala; tulluu koo qulqulluu sana illee ni dhuunfata.”
14 And it shall be said, Cast up, cast up, prepare the way, take up the stumbling-blocks out of the way of my people.
Akkanas ni jedhama: “Tolchaa; tolchaa; daandii qopheessaa! Karaa saba kootii irraa gufuuwwan bubuqqisaa.”
15 For thus saith the high and lofty One that inhabiteth eternity, and whose name is Holy: I dwell in the high and holy [place], and with him that is of a contrite and humble spirit, to revive the spirit of the humble, and to revive the heart of the contrite ones.
Inni guddaanii fi ol ol jedhe, kan bara baraan jiraatuu fi kan maqaan isaa qulqulluu jedhamu sun akkana jedha: “Ani iddoo ol kaʼaa fi iddoo qulqulluu irra nan jiraadha; hafuura warra gad qabamanii bayyanachiisuuf, garaa warra gad of qabanii jajjabeessuuf garraamii fi kan hafuuraan gad qabame wajjinis nan jiraadha.
16 For I will not contend for ever, neither will I be always wroth; for the spirit would fail before me, and the souls [which] I have made.
Ani bara baraan namatti hin falmu; yookaan yeroo hunda hin dheekkamu; yoo akkas taʼe hafuurri namaa, hafuurri namni ani uume baafatu ni citaatii.
17 For the iniquity of his covetousness was I wroth, and smote him; I hid me, and was wroth, and he went on backslidingly in the way of his heart.
Ani dharraa isaa kan cubbuun guutame sanattan dheekkame; isa adabees aariidhaan fuula koo isa duraa nan dhokfadhe; inni garuu karuma fedhii isaatiin itti fufe.
18 I have seen his ways, and will heal him; and I will lead him, and will restore comforts unto him and to those of his that mourn.
Ani karaa isaa argeera; garuu isa nan fayyisa; ani isa nan qajeelcha; deebisees nan jajjabeessa;
19 I create the fruit of the lips: peace, peace to him [that is] afar off, and to him [that is] nigh, saith Jehovah; and I will heal him.
arraba boossuuwwan Israaʼel keessa jiraatanii irrattis galata nan uuma. Warra fagoo jiraataniif nagaan, warra dhiʼoo jiraataniifis nagaan haa taʼu. Anis isaan nan fayyisa” jedha Waaqayyo.
20 But the wicked are like the troubled sea, which cannot rest, and whose waters cast up mire and dirt.
Namoonni hamoon garuu akkuma galaana olii gadi daddarbatamu, kan boqochuu hin dandeenye, kan dambaliin isaa laaqii fi dhoqqee tufuu ti.
21 There is no peace, saith my God, to the wicked.
“Namoota hamoof nagaan hin jiru” jedha Waaqni koo.
