Isaiah 1
1 This is the vision that Isaiah, son of Amoz, saw about Judah and Jerusalem in the reigns of Uzziah, Jotham, Ahaz, and Hezekiah, kings of Judah.
Ọhụ Aịzaya nwa Emọz, nke ọ hụrụ banyere Juda na Jerusalem nʼoge ọchịchị Ụzaya, Jotam, Ehaz na Hezekaya, bụ ndị eze Juda.
2 Heavens, listen! Earth, pay attention! For the Lord has spoken! I brought up children, I cared for them, but they have rebelled against me.
Gee ntị, gị eluigwe, gee ntị, gị ụwa! Nʼihi na Onyenwe anyị ekwuola okwu: “Azụrụ m ụmụntakịrị, zụlite ha, ma ha enupula isi megide m.
3 An ox knows its owner, and a donkey knows its feeding trough; but my people don't know me, they don't understand me.
Ehi maara onyenwe ya, ịnyịnya ibu makwaara ebe onyenwe ya na-anọ azụ ya nri, ma Izrel amaghị m, ndị m adịghị aghọtakwa.”
4 What a sinful nation—a people carrying such a load of guilt, an evil generation, corrupt children! They have abandoned the Lord. They have despised Israel's Holy One. They have become strangers. They have gone backwards.
Ahụhụ dịrị mba ndị mmehie, ndị ajọ omume riri ahụ, ụmụ ndị ajọ omume, ụmụ ndị nyefere onwe ha na mmerụ! Ha agbakụtala Onyenwe anyị azụ, ha elelịala Onye dị Nsọ nke Izrel, ha agbakụtala ya azụ ha.
5 Are you wanting to be punished? Are you going to continue to rebel? The whole of your head is damaged, and your heart is totally giving out.
Gịnị mere a ga-eji nọgide na-eti unu ihe? Gịnị mere unu ji nọgide na nnupu isi? Lee ọnya juru unu isi, leekwa na ọrịa na-arịa obi unu.
6 You're injured from head to toe, bruised and sore, with open wounds that haven't been cleaned or bandaged or treated with olive oil.
O nweghị akụkụ ahụ unu zuruoke, site nʼọbọ ụkwụ unu ruo nʼopi isi unu; ọnya, na ntihịa ahụ, na ọnya mmerụ ahụ, jupụtara unu nʼahụ; e kechikwaghị ha, e tekwaghị ha mmanụ.
7 Your country has been devastated, your towns burned down, your fields stripped bare by foreigners right in front of you, as they turn it all into a wasteland.
Ala unu tọgbọrọ nʼefu, agbaakwala obodo unu ọkụ. Ndị mbịarambịa ewerechaala ihe dị nʼubi unu nʼihu unu, ha emeela ka ọ tọgbọrọ nʼefu dịka mgbe onye ọbịa kpochapụrụ ihe dị nʼime ya.
8 The daughter of Zion is left like a shack in a vineyard, like a hut in a cucumber field, like a city under attack.
Ada Zayọn ka a hapụrụ dịka ụlọ nche dị nʼubi vaịnị, dịka ụlọ nta dị nʼubi kukumba, dịka obodo ndị iro gbara gburugburu.
9 If the Lord Almighty hadn't let a few of us survive, we would have become like Sodom and Gomorrah.
Ọ bụrụ na Onyenwe anyị, Onye pụrụ ime ihe niile emeghị ka mmadụ ole na ole fọdụ ndụ nʼime anyị, anyị gara adị ka Sọdọm, anyị gaara adịkwa ka Gọmọra.
10 Listen to what the Lord has to say, you rulers of Sodom! Pay attention to the instructions of our God, you people of Gomorrah!
Nụrụnụ okwu Onyenwe anyị, unu ndị na-achị Sọdọm; geenụ ntị nʼozizi Chineke anyị, unu ndị Gọmọra.
11 What use are all your many sacrifices to me? asks the Lord. I am sick and tired of your burnt offerings of rams and the fat of sacrificial animals. I don't delight in the blood of bulls and lambs and goats!
“Nʼihi gịnị ka unu ji na-achụrụ m ọtụtụ aja, gịnị ka ihe ndị a bụ nye m?” ka Onyenwe anyị sịrị. “Afọ ejula m nʼaja nsure ọkụ niile nke eji ebule na anụmanụ e mere ka ha gbaa abụba chụọ; Ọbara oke ehi na nke ụmụ atụrụ na mkpi adịghị atọkwa m ụtọ.
12 When you come to appear before me in worship, who asked you to proudly tramp around my courts?
Mgbe unu na-abịa ka ahụ unu nʼihu m, onye chọrọ nke a nʼaka unu? Kwụsịnụ ịzọtọ ogige m.
13 Don't bring me any more meaningless offerings; your incense is offensive to me. Your new moon festivals and Sabbath observations and your calling of special religious meetings—I can't stand them because they're evil, as are your solemn assemblies.
Kwụsị iweta onyinye niile na-enweghị isi. Ihe nsure ọkụ na-esi isi ụtọ unu bụrụ m ihe arụ. Mmemme ọnwa ọhụrụ, na nke ụbọchị izuike, na nzukọta unu niile, apụghị m ịnagide mkpọkọta unu nke na-abaghị uru.
14 I detest your new moon and yearly festivals with my whole being! They've become just a burden to me—I can't bear them anymore!
Mkpụrụobi m kpọrọ mmemme ọnwa ọhụrụ, na mmemme unu ndị ọzọ a kara aka asị. Ha bụụrụ m ibu arọ, ike agwụkwala m ibu ha.
15 When you hold up your hands to me in prayer, I'll look away. Even though you pray many prayers, I won't pay attention to them, because your hands are full of blood.
Mgbe unu na-agbasa aka unu nʼekpere, agaghị m aṅa unu ntị; ọ bụladị mgbe unu na-ekpe ọtụtụ ekpere, agaghị m aṅa ntị.” Nʼihi na aka unu jupụtara nʼọbara!
16 Wash yourselves and clean yourselves up. Get rid of your sins—I don't want to see them! Stop doing evil!
Sachapụnụ onwe unu, dịkwanụ ọcha. Wezuganụ ajọ omume unu niile site nʼihu m; kwụsịnụ ime ihe na-adịghị mma.
17 Learn to do good; strive for justice, condemn those who oppress others; support the rights of orphans, take up cases to defend widows.
Mụtanụ otu e si eme ihe ziri ezi; chọọnụ ikpe ziri ezi, nyerenụ ndị a na-emegbu aka. Werenụ ọnọdụ nna nʼebe ndị na-enweghị nna nọ, ma kwuchitenụ ọnụ ụmụ nwanyị di ha nwụrụ.
18 Come on, let's argue this out, says the Lord. Even though your sins are like scarlet, they will become white like snow. Even though they are red like crimson, they will become like wool.
“Bịanụ ka anyị kparịtaa ụka,” bụ ihe Onyenwe anyị na-asị. “A sịkwarị na mmehie unu dị ka uwe uhie, ha ga-adị ọcha dịka akụmmiri igwe, a sịkwa na ha dị uhie uhie dịka ogho uhie, ha ga-adịkwa ka ajị anụ ọcha.
19 If you really want this, and if you do as you're told, then you yourselves will eat the best things that the land produces.
Ọ bụrụ na unu ga-ekwenye, ọ bụrụ na unu ga-erubere m isi, aga m eme ka unu nwee ezi ihe nke unu ga-eri nʼala a.
20 But if you are defiant, and if you are rebellious, you'll be killed by the sword. This is what the Lord has declared!
Ma ọ bụrụ na unu ajụ ma nupu isi, ọ bụ mma agha ka a ga-eji gbuchapụ unu.” Nʼihi na ọnụ Onyenwe anyị ekwula ya.
21 The city that used to be faithful has turned into a prostitute! Once she operated on principles of justice and followed what was right, but now only murderers live there.
Lee ka obodo ahụ kwesiri ntụkwasị obi aghọọla onye akwụna! Ọ bụ nke jupụtararị nʼikpe ziri ezi; ezi omume na-anọbu nʼime ya, ma ugbu a, ọ bụzi ndị ogbu mmadụ.
22 Your silver has become worthless waste; you wine has been watered down.
Ọlaọcha gị aghọọla unyi, ezi mmanya gị aghọọla nke a gwafere mmiri oke.
23 Your leaders are rebels, friends of thieves. They all love bribes and want to get kickbacks. They don't defend the rights of orphans, and refuse to take cases to help widows.
Ndị ndu gị niile bụ ndị nnupu isi, ndị bụkwa ndị enyi ndị ohi, onye ọbụla nʼime ha hụrụ iri ngarị nʼanya, na-agbasokwa onyinye. Ha adịghị echebe ndị na-enweghị nna ikpe gbasara ndị inyom di ha nwụrụ adịghị abịa nʼihu ha.
24 So this is what the Lord says, the Lord Almighty, the Mighty One of Israel: Ha! I will take satisfaction in punishing my enemies, by paying back those who hate me!
Nʼihi ya, Onye kachasị ihe niile elu, bụ Onyenwe anyị, Onye pụrụ ime ihe niile, Onye dị ike nke Izrel, kwubiri sị, “Aga m abọ ọbọ megide ndị iro m, ime ka unu gharakwa inye m nsogbu ọzọ.
25 I will turn against you. I will refine you in a furnace, removing all impurities.
Aka m ga-abịakwasị unu. Aga m anụcha unu dịka e si anụcha ọlaedo, si otu a wepụchaa unyi niile dị nʼime unu.
26 I will give you good leaders as you used to have before, wise counselors as you had in the beginning. After that you will once again be called the City of Integrity, the Faithful City.
Emesịa, aga m enye unu ndị na-ekpe ikpe ziri ezi. Ndị na-adụ unu ọdụ ga-abụkwa ndị nwere uche dịka ndị unu nwere na mbụ. Ọzọ, a ga-akpọ obodo unu Obodo Ezi Omume, Obodo kwesiri Ntụkwasị Obi.”
27 Zion will be rescued by justice, those who repent by doing right.
A ga-eji ikpe ziri ezi zọpụta Zayọn. Ọ ga-ejikwa ezi omume zọpụta ndị niile lọghachikwutere ya.
28 But rebels and sinners will be destroyed together, and those who abandon the Lord will die.
Ma ndị mmehie niile na ndị niile na-enupu isi ka ọ ga-ala nʼiyi; ọ ga-egbukwa ndị niile na-agbakụta Onyenwe anyị azụ.
29 You will be ashamed about how you enjoyed your pagan worship among the oak trees; you will be embarrassed because you chose the pleasure gardens of idols.
“Ihere ga-eme unu nʼihi osisi ook nsọ ndị ahụ niile obi unu na-enwe aṅụrị nʼime ha. Ihere ga-eme unu nʼihi ubi a gbara ogige ndị ahụ unu jiri aka unu họrọ.
30 As a result you will become like an oak whose leaves have withered, a dried-out garden that has no water.
Unu ga-ala nʼiyi dịka osisi ook na-akpọnwụ akpọnwụ maọbụ ka ubi a gbara ogige nke mmiri kọrọ.
31 Your strong people will become like tinder, and their work will become like a spark. They will burn together, and nobody will be able to put out the flames.
Onye kachasị ike nʼetiti unu ga-ala nʼiyi dịka ahịhịa na-ere ọkụ; ọrụ ya ga-abụ icheku ọkụ nke ga-emenye ọkụ ahụ ga-erepịa unu. Ọ dịkwaghị onye pụrụ imenyụ ya.”
