Isaiah 64
1 If only you would rip the heavens apart and come down! The mountains would tremble in your presence!
O, da razdreš nebesa i siđeš, da ime svoje objaviš neprijateljima: pred licem tvojim tresla bi se brda, pred tobom bi drhtali narodi,
2 In the same way that fire burns wood and makes the water boil, make your reputation known to your enemies, so that nations will tremble in your presence!
kao kad oganj suho granje zapali i vatra vodu zakuha!
3 In the past you did things we weren't anticipating. You came down and the mountains trembled in your presence!
Čineć' djela strahotna, neočekivana, silazio si i brda su se tresla pred tobom!
4 Since the beginning, no one has heard about, no one has paid attention to, and no one has seen any God except you, the one who helps those who place their confidence in you.
Odvijeka se čulo nije, uho nijedno nije slušalo, oko nijedno nije vidjelo, da bi koji bog, osim tebe, takvo što činio onima koji se uzdaju u njega.
5 You join with those who are glad, and with those who do what's right and remember to follow your ways. But when we went on sinning, you became angry. How can we be saved if we go on like this?
Pomažeš onima što pravdu čine radosno i tebe se spominju na putima tvojim; razgnjevismo te, griješismo, od tebe se odmetnusmo.
6 We've all become unclean, and all the good things we do are like dirty rags. We wither and die like autumn leaves, and our sins, like the wind, blow us away.
Tako svi postasmo nečisti, a sva pravda naša k'o haljine okaljane. Svi mi k'o lišće otpadosmo i opačine naše k'o vjetar nas odnose.
7 There's no one who calls for you or really wants to hold onto you, because you have hidden your face from us and let us drown in our own sins.
Nikog nema da tvoje ime prizove, da se probudi i osloni o tebe. Jer lice si svoje od nas sakrio i predao nas u ruke zločinima našim.
8 But you, Lord, are our Father. We're the clay, you're the potter. You made us all with your own hands.
Pa ipak, naš si otac, o Jahve: mi smo glina, a ti si naš lončar - svi smo mi djelo ruku tvojih.
9 Please limit your anger, Lord, and don't remember our sins forever. Look at us, and see that we are all your people.
Ne srdi se, Jahve, odveć žestoko, ne spominji se bez prestanka naše krivice. De pogledaj - tÓa svi smo mi narod tvoj!
10 Your holy cities have been turned into a wilderness; Zion has become a desert; yes, even Jerusalem is an abandoned ruin.
Opustješe sveti gradovi tvoji, Sion pustinja posta, i pustoš Jeruzalem.
11 Our beautiful, holy Temple where our forefathers praised you has been burned down, and all that we treasured has been destroyed.
Dom, svetinja naša i ponos naš, u kom te oci naši slavljahu, ognjem izgori i sve su nam dragocjenosti opljačkane.
12 In view of all this, are you still going to refuse to help us? Are you going to stay quiet and punish us so severely?
Zar ćeš se na sve to, Jahve, sustezati, zar ćeš šutjet' i ponižavati nas odveć žestoko?
