Isaiah 6
1 In the year that King Uzziah died, I saw the Lord seated in majesty on a high throne, and the train of his robe filled the Temple.
Nʼafọ ahụ, mgbe eze bụ Ụzaya nwụrụ, ahụrụ m Onyenwe anyị ka ọ nọ nʼocheeze ya dị oke elu. Ọnụ ọnụ ala uwe ya jupụtara ụlọnsọ ukwuu ya.
2 Seraphim stood above him, and each of them had six wings: They used two wings to cover their faces, two to cover their feet, and two to fly.
Ndị na-erugharị nʼelu ocheeze ya bụ ndị mmụọ ozi a na-akpọ seraf, ndị nwere nku isii. Ha ji nku ha abụọ kpuchie ihu ha; abụọ ka ha ji kpuchie ụkwụ ha, abụọ nke fọdụrụ ka ha ji na-efegharị.
3 They were calling out to one another: Holy, holy, holy is the Lord Almighty; his glory fills the whole earth.
Ha na-abụrịtara onwe ha abụ, sị, “Nsọ, Nsọ, Nsọ, ka Onyenwe anyị, Onye pụrụ ime ihe niile dị. Ụwa niile jupụtara nʼebube ya.”
4 The sound of their shouts made the doorposts and doorsteps shake, and the Temple was filled with smoke.
Nʼihi ụda olu ha, ọnụ ụzọ na mgbidi ụlọnsọ mara jijiji, ụlọ ahụ jupụtara nʼanwụrụ ọkụ.
5 I cried out, “I'm doomed! I'm going to die because I'm a man of unclean lips, and I live among a people of unclean lips, for I've seen the King, the Lord Almighty!”
Etiri m mkpu akwa sị. “Ewoo! Onye nwụrụ anwụ ka m bụ, nʼihi na onye mmehie ka m bụ, egbugbere ọnụ m bụ egbugbere ọnụ rụrụ arụ; ọ bụkwa nʼetiti ndị egbugbere ọnụ ha rụrụ arụ ka m bi. Ugbu a, ejirila m anya m hụ Onyenwe anyị, Onye pụrụ ime ihe niile, onye bụ Eze ukwu ahụ!”
6 Then one of the seraphim flew over to me. He was holding a glowing coal that he had picked up with tongs from the altar.
Mgbe ahụ, otu nʼime seraf ndị ahụ sitere nʼebe ọ nọ fekwute m, were mkpa gụta otu icheku dị ọkụ site nʼebe ịchụ aja.
7 He touched me on my mouth with it and told me, “Look! This has touched your lips, so now your guilt is taken away and your sin is forgiven.”
O weere icheku ọkụ ahụ sọtụ m nʼọnụ, sị m, “Ugbu a, a gụọla gị dịka onye dị ọcha, nʼihi na icheku a emetụla gị nʼọnụ. A gbagharakwala gị mmehie gị niile.”
8 Then I heard the Lord asking, “Who shall I send? Who will go and speak for us?” So I said, “I'm here! Please send me!”
Mgbe ahụ, anụrụ m olu Onyenwe anyị ka ọ na-ajụ, “Onye ka m ga-eziga? Onye ga-ejekwara anyị?” Asịrị m, “Lee m, ziga m.”
9 He replied, “Go and tell this people: ‘Keep on listening, but never understanding. Keep on seeing, but never comprehending.’
Ọ siri, “Gaa gwa ndị a sị, “‘Na-anụnụ, ma unu aghọtala, na-elenụ anya ma unu ahụla.’
10 Make the minds of this people insensitive; make their ears deaf and shut their eyes. Otherwise they might see with their eyes, hear with their ears, understand with their minds, and repent and be healed.”
Mee ka obi ndị a maa abụba, dịkwa arọ, mee ka ntị ha kpọchie, mechiekwa anya ha. Ma ọ bụghị otu a, ha nwere ike iji anya ha hụ ụzọ, jiri ntị ha nụ ihe, jirikwa obi ha ghọta, ma chigharịa bụrụ ndị a gwọrọ.”
11 Then I asked, “How long will this last, Lord?” He replied, “Until towns are ruined and empty, houses are abandoned, and the land is devastated and destroyed;
Ma ekwuru m sị, “Onyenwe m, ọ bụ ruo ole mgbe?” Ọ zara, “Ọ bụ ruo mgbe obodo ha tọgbọrọ nʼefu, mgbe ọ na-adịghị onye ga-afọdụ nʼime ya; mgbe ụlọ obibi ha niile ga-atọgbọrọ nʼefu, mgbe e bibisịrị ala ubi ha niile.
12 until the Lord sends the people far away and the country is totally deserted.
Ọ bụ ruo mgbe Onyenwe anyị zigara onye ọbụla gaa ebe dị anya, ala niile atọgbọkwara nʼefu.
13 Even though a tenth of the population remains in the land, it will be destroyed again. But in the same way as the terebinth and oak trees leave stumps when they're cut down, so the holy seed will remain as stump.”
Ma ọ bụrụkwa na otu ụzọ nʼime ụzọ iri nʼime ha niile afọdụ nʼala a, a ga-eme ka ọ laa nʼiyi. Ma dịka osisi terebint na osisi ook na-ahapụ ogwe mgbe e gbujiri ha, ya mere mkpụrụ nsọ ahụ ga-abụ ogwe osisi nʼala ahụ.”
