Isaiah 40
1 “Comfort, yes comfort my people!” says your God.
ʻOku pehē ʻe homou ʻOtua, “Mou fakafiemālieʻi, mou fakafiemālieʻi ʻa hoku kakai.
2 “Speak lovingly to the people of Jerusalem, telling them that their hard times are over, that their sins have been forgiven, and that the Lord has paid them twice over for their sins.”
“Lea fakafiemālie ki Selūsalema, pea kalanga kiate ia, kuo ngata ʻene tau, kuo fakamolemole ʻene hia: he kuo fai ʻae totongi ke liunga ua kiate ia mei he nima ʻo Sihova ʻi heʻene hia kotoa pē.”
3 A voice is heard calling, “Prepare the way for the Lord in the wilderness, make a straight highway for our God through the desert.
Ko e leʻo ʻo ia ʻoku kalanga ʻi he toafa, “Teuteu ʻae hala ʻo Sihova, fakatonutonu ʻae hala lahi ʻi he toafa maʻa hotau ʻOtua.”
4 Fill in all the valleys; level all the mountains and hills; smooth out the uneven ground; make the rough places flat.
ʻE hakeakiʻi ʻae ngaahi luo kotoa pē, pea ʻe holoki ʻae ngaahi moʻunga meʻe tafungofunga kotoa pē: pea ʻe fakatonutonu ʻae pikopiko, pea ʻe fakatokalelei ʻae ngaahi potu ʻoku tokakovi:
5 The Lord's glory will be revealed, and everyone will see it together. This is what the Lord has declared.”
Pea ʻe fakahā ʻae nāunau ʻo Sihova, pea ʻe mamata ki ai ʻae kakai kotoa pē: he kuo folofola pehē ʻae fofonga ʻo Sihova.”
6 A voice is heard saying, “Shout it out.” I asked, “What shall I shout?” “All human beings are like grass, and all their trustworthiness is like the flowers of the field.
Naʻe pehē ʻe he leʻo, “Kalanga.” Pea naʻa ne pehē, “Ko e hā te u kalanga ʻaki?” “Ko e mohuku ʻae kakano kotoa pē, pea ko e nāunau kotoa pē ʻo ia ʻoku tatau mo e fisi ʻoe ngoue.
7 The grass wilts and the flower fades when the Lord's breathes on them. Yes, the people are grass!
ʻOku fakaʻaʻau ke mōmoa ʻae mohuku, ʻoku mae ʻae fisiʻiʻakau: koeʻuhi ʻoku angi ki ai ʻae matangi ʻa Sihova: tā ko e moʻoni ko e mohuku ʻae kakai.
8 However, even though the grass wilts and the flower fades, the word of our God will endure forever.”
ʻOku fakaʻaʻau ke mōmoa ʻae mohuku, ʻoku mae ʻae fisiʻiʻakau: ka e tolonga ʻo taʻengata ʻae folofola ʻa hotau ʻOtua.”
9 Zion, bringer of good news, go up a high mountain. Jerusalem, bringer of good news, raise your voice and shout out loud. Don't be afraid to shout really loud! Tell the towns of Judah, “Here is your God!”
ʻA koe, ʻoku ʻomi ʻae ongoongolelei ki Saione, ʻalu hake koe ki he moʻunga māʻolunga; ʻa koe, ʻoku ʻomi ʻae ongoongolelei ki Selūsalema, hiki hake ho leʻo ʻi he mālohi; hiki hake ia ʻoua ʻe manavahē; ke ke pehē ki he ngaahi kolo ʻo Siuta, “Vakai ki homou ʻOtua!”
10 Look! The Lord God is coming with power! He will rule with a firm hand. Look! He's bringing his reward with him, coming to give his gift.
Vakai, ʻe hāʻele mai ʻae ʻEiki ko Sihova ʻi he mālohi, pea ʻe pule hono nima moʻona: vakai, ʻoku ʻiate ia hono totongi, pea ʻoku ʻi hono ʻao ʻa ʻene ngāue.
11 He looks after his flock like a shepherd. He picks up the lambs in his arms and holds them close to his chest. He leads those that are nursing young.
Te ne fafanga ʻene fanga sipi ʻo hangē ko e tauhi: te ne tānaki ʻae fanga lami ʻaki hono nima, pea fua ʻakinautolu ʻi hono fatafata, pea tataki fakafiemālie ʻakinautolu ʻoku feitama.
12 Who has measured the waters he holds in the palm of his hand? Who has marked off the heavens with the span of his hand? Who has worked out the amount of dust of the earth? Who has weighed the mountains on a scale and the hills with a balance?
Ko hai kuo ne fua ʻae ngaahi vai ʻi hono ʻaofi nima, pea fuofua ʻae langi ʻaki ʻae hanga, pea fakakātoa ʻae efuefu ʻoe fonua ʻi he meʻa fuofua, pea kuo fakamamafa ʻae ngaahi moʻunga ʻi he meʻa fakamamafa, pea mo e ngaahi tafungofunga ʻi he meʻa fakatatau?
13 Who has measured the Spirit of the Lord, or taught him what to do as his counselor?
Ko hai kuo ne fakahinohino ʻae Laumālie ʻo Sihova, pea hoko ko ʻene akonaki ke fakahinohino ia?
14 Who did the Lord go to for advice to help him understand? Who taught him right from wrong? Who gave him knowledge and showed him the way of wisdom?
Ko hai naʻa na fakakaukau mo ia, koeʻuhi ke ne fakapotoʻi ia, pe ako kiate ia ʻi he hala ʻoe fakamaau, pe ko hai naʻa ne akonakiʻi ia ʻi he ʻilo, pea fakahā kiate ia ʻae hala ʻoe ʻiloʻilo?
15 It's obvious that the nations are just a drop in a bucket. They're like dust on a set of scales. He can pick up islands as if they weigh next to nothing.
Vakai, ʻoku tatau ʻae ngaahi puleʻanga mo e tulutā ʻoe ipu vai, pea ʻoku lau ia ʻo hangē ko e efuefu iiki ʻoe meʻa fakatatau: vakai, ʻoku ne toʻo hake ʻae ngaahi motu ʻo hangē ko e meʻa siʻi ʻaupito.
16 All the wood in Lebanon for a fire and all its animals as a sacrifice wouldn't be enough a burnt offering.
Pea ʻoku siʻi ʻa Lepanoni ke tutu, pea ʻoku siʻi ʻae fanga manu ʻi ai ki ha feilaulau tutu.
17 To him all the nations are like nothing. He counts them as less than nothing—like they don't exist.
ʻOku hangē ko e meʻa noa pe ʻae ngaahi puleʻanga kotoa pē ʻi hono ʻao; pea ʻoku lau ia kiate ia ko e siʻi hifo ʻi he meʻa noa pe, mo e vaʻinga.
18 Who do you think is like God? What image do you think he looks like?
Pea te mou fakatatau kia hai ʻae ʻOtua? Pe ko e hā ha fakatātā te mou fakatatau kiate ia?
19 Is he a metal idol that a craftsman casts in a mold, and then a goldsmith overlays it with gold and makes silver chains for it?
ʻOku haka ʻe he tangata tufunga ha tamapua, pea ko e tufunga koula ʻoku ʻufiʻufi ia ʻaki ʻae koula, pea ʻoku ne ngaohi ʻae kahoa fihifihi ʻaki ʻae siliva
20 Those who are too poor to pay for that choose wood that won't rot, then they look for a skilled wood-carver to make an idol that won't fall over.
Ko ia ʻoku lahi ʻene masiva pea ʻoku ʻikai haʻane feilaulau, ʻoku ne fili ha ʻakau ʻe ʻikai popo; ʻoku ne kumi kiate ia ha tufunga poto ke fokotuʻu ha tamapua kuo tā ʻaia ʻe ʻikai ueʻi.
21 Don't you know? Haven't you heard? Hasn't it been explained to you from the very beginning? Haven't you understood from the time the world was created?
Kuo taʻeʻilo ʻekimoutolu? Naʻe ʻikai te mou fanongo? ʻIkai kuo fakahā kiate kimoutolu mei he kamataʻanga? ʻIkai kuo mou ʻilo talu mei he ʻai ʻae tuʻunga ʻo māmani?
22 God sits on his throne above the horizon of the earth; the people that live there are like grasshoppers. He stretches out the heavens like a curtain, spreading them out like a tent to live in.
Ko ia ia ʻoku ʻafio ʻi he takatakai ʻo māmani, pea ko e kakai ʻoku nofo ai ʻoku tatau kiate ia mo e fanga heʻe; ko ia ia ʻoku ne fofola ʻae ngaahi langi ʻo hangē ko e puipui, pea folahi ia ʻo hangē ko e fale fehikitaki ke nofo ai:
23 He brings leaders down; he makes the rulers of the world like nothing.
Ko ia ʻoku ne fakahifo ki lalo ʻae houʻeiki ke ʻikai; ʻoku ne ngaohi ʻae kau fakamaau ʻoe fonua ko e vaʻinga.
24 In fact they are hardly even planted, hardly even sown, hardly even taken root, when he blows on them and they wither, and the wind carries them away like straw.
ʻIo, ʻe ʻikai tō ʻakinautolu; ʻio, ʻe ʻikai tūtuuʻi ʻakinautolu: ʻio, ʻe ʻikai aka ʻi he kelekele honau tefito: pea te ne ifi kiate kinautolu, pea te nau mae, pea ʻe ʻave ʻakinautolu ʻe he ʻahiohio ʻo hangē ko e veve.
25 “Who are you going to compare me with? Who is equal to me?” asks the Holy One.
“ʻOku pehē ʻe he tokotaha māʻoniʻoni, Pea te mou fakatatau au kia hai, pe te u tatau mo hai?
26 Look at the heavens. Who created all this? He leads the stars like an army, and calls each one by name. Because he has great power and incredible strength, not a single one of them is missing.
Hiki hake homou mata ki ʻolunga, pea vakai pe ko hai kuo ne fakatupu ʻae ngaahi meʻa ni, ʻaia ʻoku ne lau mo taki kituʻa honau tokolahi; ʻoku ne ui ʻakinautolu kotoa pē ʻi honau hingoa ʻi he lahi ʻo hono māfimafi, koeʻuhi ʻoku mālohi ia ʻi he māfimafi, ʻoku ʻikai ha taha ʻoku taʻehāmai.
27 Why do you speak like this, Jacob, and why do you say, Israel, “The Lord doesn't see what's happening to me, and he's ignoring my rights!”
Ko e hā ʻoku ke pehē, ʻe Sēkope, pea ke pehē, ʻE ʻIsileli, “Kuo fufū hoku hala meia Sihova, pea kuo taʻetokanga ʻa hoku ʻOtua ki hoku fakamaau?”
28 Don't you know? Haven't you heard? The Lord is the eternal God, the Creator of the whole earth. He's never weak or tired; you can't find out all he knows.
“ʻIkai naʻa ke ʻilo? ʻIkai naʻa ke fanongo, ko Sihova ko e ʻOtua taʻengata ia, ko e Tupuʻanga ʻoe ngaahi ngataʻanga ʻo māmani, ʻoku ʻikai pongia ia, pea ʻoku ʻikai vaivai? ʻOku taʻefaʻaʻiloʻi ʻa ʻene ʻilo.
29 He gives strength to the weary and power the powerless.
ʻOku ne foaki ʻae mālohi ki he vaivai; pea kiate kinautolu ʻoku ʻikai haʻanau mālohi ʻoku ne fakatupu ʻae mālohi.
30 Even young people grow weak and tired—they fall down when they're exhausted.
ʻIo ʻe pongia ʻae fānau tupu pea vaivai, pea ʻe hinga ʻaupito mo e kau talavou:
31 But those who trust in the Lord will have their strength renewed. They will fly high with wings like eagles. They will run and not be tired. They will walk and not be worn out.
Ka ko kinautolu ʻoku tatali kia Sihova ʻe fakafoʻou honau mālohi; te nau puna hake ʻaki ʻae kapakau ʻo hangē ko e fanga ʻikale; te nau lele ka e ʻikai vaivai; pea te nau ʻeveʻeva, kā ʻe ʻikai pongia.”
