Isaiah 63
1 Who is this coming from Edom, from the town of Bozrah with clothes stained crimson? Who is this wearing robes of splendor, leaning forward in his great strength as he marches? It is me, the one who always speaks goodness and truth, the one who has the power to save.
| مَنْ ذَا ٱلْآتِي مِنْ أَدُومَ، بِثِيَابٍ حُمْرٍ مِنْ بُصْرَةَ؟ هَذَا ٱلْبَهِيُّ بِمَلَابِسِهِ، ٱلْمُتَعَظِّمُ بِكَثْرَةِ قُوَّتِهِ. «أَنَا ٱلْمُتَكَلِّمُ بِٱلْبِرِّ، ٱلْعَظِيمُ لِلْخَلَاصِ». | ١ |
2 Why are your clothes red, like you've been treading grapes in a winepress?
| مَا بَالُ لِبَاسِكَ مُحَمَّرٌ، وَثِيَابُكَ كَدَائِسِ ٱلْمِعْصَرَةِ؟ | ٢ |
3 I've been treading the winepress by myself; from the nations around no one came to help me. So in my anger I trod them down as if they were grapes, in my fury I trampled them. It's their blood that has stained my clothes.
| «قَدْ دُسْتُ ٱلْمِعْصَرَةَ وَحْدِي، وَمِنَ ٱلشُّعُوبِ لَمْ يَكُنْ مَعِي أَحَدٌ. فَدُسْتُهُمْ بِغَضَبِي، وَوَطِئْتُهُمْ بِغَيْظِي. فَرُشَّ عَصِيرُهُمْ عَلَى ثِيَابِي، فَلَطَخْتُ كُلَّ مَلَابِسِي. | ٣ |
4 For I decided this was the day of my vengeance; the year of my redemption has come.
| لِأَنَّ يَوْمَ ٱلنَّقْمَةِ فِي قَلْبِي، وَسَنَةَ مَفْدِيِّيَّ قَدْ أَتَتْ. | ٤ |
5 I looked around, but no one came to help; I was shocked that there was no one to assist me. So I saved them through my own strength alone, and my own anger kept me going.
| فَنَظَرْتُ وَلَمْ يَكُنْ مُعِينٌ، وَتَحَيَّرْتُ إِذْ لَمْ يَكُنْ عَاضِدٌ، فَخَلَّصَتْ لِي ذِرَاعِي، وَغَيْظِي عَضَدَنِي. | ٥ |
6 I trampled down the nations in my anger; in my fury I made them drunk, and spilled their blood upon the ground.
| فَدُسْتُ شُعُوبًا بِغَضَبِي وَأَسْكَرْتُهُمْ بِغَيْظِي، وَأَجْرَيْتُ عَلَى ٱلْأَرْضِ عَصِيرَهُمْ». | ٦ |
7 I want to tell everyone about the Lord's trustworthy love. I will praise the Lord for everything he's done for us—all the good things he has done for the descendants of Israel because of his kindness and his infinite trustworthy love.
| إِحْسَانَاتِ ٱلرَّبِّ أَذْكُرُ، تَسَابِيحَ ٱلرَّبِّ، حَسَبَ كُلِّ مَا كَافَأَنَا بِهِ ٱلرَّبُّ، وَٱلْخَيْرَ ٱلْعَظِيمَ لِبَيْتِ إِسْرَائِيلَ ٱلَّذِي كَافَأَهُمْ بِهِ حَسَبَ مَرَاحِمِهِ، وَحَسَبَ كَثْرَةِ إِحْسَانَاتِهِ. | ٧ |
8 He said, “Aren't they my people, children who wouldn't lie to me?” So he became their Savior.
| وَقَدْ قَالَ حَقًّا: «إِنَّهُمْ شَعْبِي، بَنُونَ لَا يَخُونُونَ». فَصَارَ لَهُمْ مُخَلِّصًا. | ٨ |
9 He suffered with them in all their suffering, and the angel of his presence saved them. In his love and kindness he redeemed them. He picked them up and carried them all throughout those years long ago.
| فِي كُلِّ ضِيقِهِمْ تَضَايَقَ، وَمَلَاكُ حَضْرَتِهِ خَلَّصَهُمْ. بِمَحَبَّتِهِ وَرَأْفَتِهِ هُوَ فَكَّهُمْ وَرَفَعَهُمْ وَحَمَلَهُمْ كُلَّ ٱلْأَيَّامِ ٱلْقَدِيمَةِ. | ٩ |
10 But they rebelled against him, and caused his Holy Spirit grief, so to them he became like an enemy and he fought against them.
| وَلَكِنَّهُمْ تَمَرَّدُوا وَأَحْزَنُوا رُوحَ قُدْسِهِ، فَتَحَوَّلَ لَهُمْ عَدُوًّا، وَهُوَ حَارَبَهُمْ. | ١٠ |
11 Then they thought back to the days of old when Moses led his people out of Egypt. They shouted out, “Where is the one who took Israel through the sea, along with the shepherds of his flock? Where is the one who placed his Holy Spirit among his people?
| ثُمَّ ذَكَرَ ٱلْأَيَّامَ ٱلْقَدِيمَةَ، مُوسَى وَشَعْبَهُ: «أَيْنَ ٱلَّذِي أَصْعَدَهُمْ مِنَ ٱلْبَحْرِ مَعَ رَاعِي غَنَمِهِ؟ أَيْنَ ٱلَّذِي جَعَلَ فِي وَسَطِهِمْ رُوحَ قُدْسِهِ، | ١١ |
12 Where is the one who lifted Moses' right hand, and who used his amazing power to divided the sea in front of them, giving him such a wonderful, enduring reputation?
| ٱلَّذِي سَيَّرَ لِيَمِينِ مُوسَى ذِرَاعَ مَجْدِهِ، ٱلَّذِي شَقَّ ٱلْمِيَاهَ قُدَّامَهُمْ لِيَصْنَعَ لِنَفْسِهِ ٱسْمًا أَبَدِيًّا، | ١٢ |
13 Where is the one who led them through the depths of the sea?” They were like a horse running through the desert, they didn't stumble.
| ٱلَّذِي سَيَّرَهُمْ فِي ٱللُّجَجِ، كَفَرَسٍ فِي ٱلْبَرِّيَّةِ فَلَمْ يَعْثُرُوا؟ | ١٣ |
14 Like cattle descending into a valley, the Lord's Spirit gave them rest. This is how you led your people, earning a glorious reputation for yourself.
| كَبَهَائِمَ تَنْزِلُ إِلَى وَطَاءٍ، رُوحُ ٱلرَّبِّ أَرَاحَهُمْ». هَكَذَا قُدْتَ شَعْبَكَ لِتَصْنَعَ لِنَفْسِكَ ٱسْمَ مَجْدٍ. | ١٤ |
15 Lord, look down on us from heaven! Watch from your high home, in your holiness and glory! Where is your enthusiasm and power? You're not showing me your feelings of sympathy and kindness!
| تَطَلَّعْ مِنَ ٱلسَّمَاوَاتِ وَٱنْظُرْ مِنْ مَسْكَنِ قُدْسِكَ وَمَجْدِكَ: أَيْنَ غَيْرَتُكَ وَجَبَرُوتُكَ؟ زَفِيرُ أَحْشَائِكَ وَمَرَاحِمُكَ نَحْوِي ٱمْتَنَعَتْ. | ١٥ |
16 But you are still our Father, even though Abraham wouldn't know us and Israel wouldn't acknowledge us. You, Lord, are our Father; you have always been called our Redeemer from long ago.
| فَإِنَّكَ أَنْتَ أَبُونَا وَإِنْ لَمْ يَعْرِفْنَا إِبْرَاهِيمُ، وَإِنْ لَمْ يَدْرِنَا إِسْرَائِيلُ. أَنْتَ يَارَبُّ أَبُونَا، وَلِيُّنَا مُنْذُ ٱلْأَبَدِ ٱسْمُكَ. | ١٦ |
17 Lord, why do you make us wander from your ways, and make us stubborn so we don't respect you? Come back to us for the sake of your servants, the tribes that belong to you.
| لِمَاذَا أَضْلَلْتَنَا يَارَبُّ عَنْ طُرُقِكَ، قَسَّيْتَ قُلُوبَنَا عَنْ مَخَافَتِكَ؟ ٱرْجِعْ مِنْ أَجْلِ عَبِيدِكَ، أَسْبَاطِ مِيرَاثِكَ. | ١٧ |
18 Your Temple belonged to us for a little while, but then our enemies invaded and destroyed it.
| إِلَى قَلِيلٍ ٱمْتَلَكَ شَعْبُ قُدْسِكَ. مُضَايِقُونَا دَاسُوا مَقْدِسَكَ. | ١٨ |
19 We were yours from ancient times, but we've ended up like people you've never ruled, never identified as yours.
| قَدْ كُنَّا مُنْذُ زَمَانٍ كَٱلَّذِينَ لَمْ تَحْكُمْ عَلَيْهِمْ، وَلَمْ يُدْعَ عَلَيْهِمْ بِٱسْمِكَ. | ١٩ |
