Isaiah 64
1 That thou wouldst rend the heavens, and wouldst come down: the mountains would melt away at thy presence.
Inu Yehova, bwanji mukanangongʼamba mlengalenga ndi kutsika pansi, kuti mapiri agwedezeke pamaso panu!
2 They would melt as at the burning of fire, the waters would burn with fire, that thy name might be made known to thy enemies: that the nations might tremble at thy presence.
Monga momwe moto umatenthera tchire ndiponso kuwiritsa madzi, tsikani kuti adani anu adziwe dzina lanu, ndiponso kuti mitundu ya anthu injenjemere pamaso panu.
3 When thou shalt do wonderful things, we shall not bear them: thou didst come down, and at thy presence the mountains melted away.
Pakuti nthawi ina pamene munatsika munachita zinthu zoopsa zimene sitinaziyembekezere, ndipo mapiri anagwedezeka pamaso panu.
4 From the beginning of the world they have not heard, nor perceived with the ears: the eye hath not seen, O God, besides thee, what things thou hast prepared for them that wait for thee.
Chikhalire palibe ndi mmodzi yemwe anamvapo kapena kuona Mulungu wina wonga Inu, amene amachitira zinthu zotere amene amadikira pa Iye.
5 Thou hast met him that rejoiceth, and doth justice: in thy ways they shall remember thee: behold thou art angry, and we have sinned: in them we have been always, and we shall be saved.
Inu mumabwera kudzathandiza onse amene amakondwera pochita zolungama, amene amakumbukira njira zanu. Koma Inu munakwiya, ife tinapitiriza kuchimwa. Kodi nanga tingapulumutsidwe bwanji?
6 And we are all become as one unclean, and all our justices as the rag of a menstruous woman: and we have all fallen as a leaf, and our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away.
Tonsefe takhala ngati anthu amene ndi odetsedwa, ndipo ntchito zathu zili ngati sanza za msambo; tonse tafota ngati tsamba, ndipo machimo athu akutiwuluzira kutali ngati mphepo.
7 There is none that calleth upon thy name: that riseth up, and taketh hold of thee: thou hast hid thy face from us, and hast crushed us in the hand of our iniquity.
Palibe amene amapemphera kwa Inu kutekeseka kuti apemphe chithandizo kwa Inu; pakuti mwatifulatira ndi kutisiya chifukwa cha machimo athu.
8 And now, O Lord, thou art our father, and we are clay: and thou art our maker, and we all are the works of thy hands.
Komabe, Inu Yehova ndinu Atate athu. Ife ndife chowumba, Inu ndinu wowumba; ife tonse ndi ntchito ya manja anu.
9 Be not very angry, O Lord, and remember no longer our iniquity: behold, see we are all thy people.
Inu Yehova, musatikwiyire kopitirira muyeso musakumbukire machimo athu mpaka muyaya. Chonde, mutiganizire, ife tikupempha, pakuti tonsefe ndi anthu anu.
10 The city of thy sanctuary is become a desert, Sion is made a desert, Jerusalem is desolate.
Mizinda yanu yopatulika yasanduka chipululu; ngakhaletu Ziyoni wasanduka chipululu, Yerusalemu ndi wamasiye.
11 The house of our holiness, and of our glory, where our fathers praised thee, is burnt with fire, and all our lovely things are turned into ruins.
Nyumba yanu yopatulika ndi yaulemu, kumene makolo athu ankakutamandani, yatenthedwa ndi moto ndipo malo onse amene tinkawakonda asanduka bwinja.
12 Wilt thou refrain thyself, O Lord, upon these things, wilt thou hold thy peace, and afflict us vehemently?
Inu Yehova, zonse zachitikazi, kodi mungokhala osatithandiza? Kodi mudzapitirizabe kukhala chete ndi kutilangabe mopitirira muyeso?
