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.
I aroñaroñe nioni’Iesaià ana’ i Amotse ty am’ Iehodà naho Ierosalaime tañ’andro’ i Ozià, Iotame, Iakaze, naho Iekizkia mpanjaka’ Iehodà.
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.
Mitsanoña ry likerañeo, manolora sofiñe ty tane toy, fa mitsara t’Iehovà. Nañabey naho nampitombo anake iraho, f’ie niola.
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.
Apota ty añombelahy ty tompo’e, naho ty borìke ty lokaloka’ i mpanehak’ azey; fe tsy mahafohiñe t’Israele, tsy maharendreke ondatikoo.
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.
Ry boriza aman-kakeo, ondaty mijiny tahiñeo, tirim-panao raty, anake mitolon-kamengohañe! fa nifarie’ iereo t’Iehovà, nitsambolitio’ iereo t’i Masi’ Israele, aliheñe iereo vaho midisa-voly.
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.
Ino ty mbe hanilofañe anahareo, ie mbe mitolom-piola avao? Marare iaby ty añambone, hene toirañe ty arofo.
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.
Boak’an-dela-pandia pak’añambone’e, tsy ama’e ty janga, fa fere, vonotroboke naho bae miborentatse: tsy nitindrieñe, tsy nibandieñe, tsy nihosoren-tsolike.
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.
Mangoakoake ty tane’ areo; finorototo’ ty afo ty rova’ areo; fa nabotse’ ty ambahiny añatrefa’ areo ty tane’ areo; le koake, hoe t’ie navalitaboam-pisorotombahañe.
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.
Le nengañe hoe kijà an-tetem-bahe ey ty anak’ampela’ i Tsione, hoe kibohotse an-tanem-bazavo ao, hoe rova arikatohem-paname.
9 If the Lord Almighty hadn't let a few of us survive, we would have become like Sodom and Gomorrah.
Naho tsy sinisa’ Iehovà’ i Màroy sehanga’e tikañe, le ho ni-hoe Sedome, ho nanahake i Amorà.
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!
Janjiño ty tsara’ Iehovà, ry mpifehe’ i Sedome; toloro ravembia i Tsaran’ Añaharen-tikañey, ry nte-Amorà.
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!
Inoñ’amako o soroñe mitozantozañeo? Hoe t’Iehovà: Fa mahaetsak’ahy o añondrilahy engaeñe horoañeo, naho o safom-biby vinondrakeo; tsy mahafale ahy ty liom-bania ndra o vik’añondrio, ndra o añondrilahio.
12 When you come to appear before me in worship, who asked you to proudly tramp around my courts?
Ie mb’etoa nahareo hiatrek’ amako, ia ty nipay am-pità’ areo te ho lialià’ areo o kiririsakoo?
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.
Ko añenga’areo raha koake ka; ie enga tiva amako; O jiribolañeo, o Sabatao, o fivory koiheñeo: Tsy leoko o fivori-miavake milaro haratiañeo.
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!
Heje’ ty troko o jiri’bola’ areoo naho o takataka-tinendre’ areoo; Ie manosots’ ahy, hejeko ho vaveñe.
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.
Naho amelara’areo tañañe, le ho takonako ty masoko; Eka ndra t’ie mitolon-kalaly, tsy ho tsanoñeko, fa pea lio o fità’ areoo.
16 Wash yourselves and clean yourselves up. Get rid of your sins—I don't want to see them! Stop doing evil!
Miandroa, miliova; asitaho tsy ho aolo’ masoko ty halò-tserem-pitoloña’ areo; mijihera amo fanoañe ratio.
17 Learn to do good; strive for justice, condemn those who oppress others; support the rights of orphans, take up cases to defend widows.
Mianara hanao ty soa; tsoeho ty hato, avotsoro o forekekeñeo, omeo to ty bode rae, mihalalia ho a o vantotseo.
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.
Antao hisafiry arè, hoe t’Iehovà: ndra te mena mandofiry ty hakeo’ areo, le ho foty matsatsaoke; ndra t’ie mena mañabasà, le hanahake volon’añondry.
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.
Ie miato naho tsy manjehatse, ro hikama ty hasoa’ i taney.
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!
F’ie mandietse vaho miola, le habotse’ ty fibara; izay ty nitsaraem-palie’ Iehovà.
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.
Akore te nanjare karapilo i rova matoey! ie nilifotse ty hatò, nimoneñe an-kavañonañe, te mone mpañoho-doza henaneo.
22 Your silver has become worthless waste; you wine has been watered down.
Fa tai’e avao ty volafoti’o, botsa-drano ty divai’o.
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.
Mpikitro-karatiañe o ana-dona’oo, mpirañetse ami’ty malaso; songa mpitea vokàñe naho mpañori-tambe; tsy mea’ iereo to ty bode rae, vaho tsy atrefe’ iareo ty entam-bantotse.
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!
Aa le hoe t’i Talè, Iehovà’ i Màroy, i Hafatrara’ Israeley: Hete! Hafahako amako o rafelahikoo, vaho ho valèko o malaiñe ahikoo;
25 I will turn against you. I will refine you in a furnace, removing all impurities.
Le hahimpako ama’o ty tañako, naho ho lioveko hoe amañ’asidra ty taim-bi’o, vaho hafahako iaby o kanki’oo;
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.
Le hampoliko o mpizaka’oo manahake tam-baloha’e añe, naho o mpanolo-keve’oo hambañe am-pifotora’e añe: vaho hatao ty hoe irehe: Rova-Kavantañañe, Posetse Matoe.
27 Zion will be rescued by justice, those who repent by doing right.
Ho jebañeñe ami’ty hatò ty Tsione, naho an-kavantañañe o aze mimpolio.
28 But rebels and sinners will be destroyed together, and those who abandon the Lord will die.
Fe hitrao-pirotsahañe o mpanan-kakeo naho mpanan-tahiñeo, vaho ho hotomomoheñe ze mienga Iehovà.
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.
Toe hisalara’ iereo o kile nisalalaeñeo, vaho himeñara’ areo o goloboñe nivihañeo.
30 As a result you will become like an oak whose leaves have withered, a dried-out garden that has no water.
Hanahake ty kile aman-drave’e miheatse nahareo, naho hoe goloboñe tsy aman-drano.
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.
Ho pipìke ty maozatse, ho tsipelats’afo o tolon-draha’eo; hiharo hiforehetse iereon-droroe, le tsy eo ty hampikipeke.
