Isaiah 64
1 Oh that you would rend the heavens, that you would come down, that the mountains might flow down at your presence,
Kungathi ungadabula amazulu, wehlele phansi, izintaba zigeleze ebukhoneni bakho;
2 As when the melting fire burns, the fire causes the waters to boil, to make your name known to your adversaries, that the nations may tremble at your presence!
njengokutshisa komlilo oncibilikisayo, umlilo wenze amanzi abile, ukulazisa ibizo lakho ezitheni zakho, ukuze izizwe zithuthumele ebukhoneni bakho.
3 When you did terrible things which we looked not for, you came down, the mountains flowed down at your presence.
Ekwenzeni kwakho izinto ezesabekayo esasingazilindelanga, wehlela phansi; izintaba zageleza ebukhoneni bakho.
4 For since the beginning of the world men have not heard, nor perceived by the ear, neither has the eye seen, O God, beside you, what he has prepared for him that waits for him.
Ngoba kusukela endulo kabezwanga, kabalalelanga ngendlebe, ilihlo kalibonanga, Nkulunkulu, ngaphandle kwakho, osebenzela lowo olindele kuye.
5 You meet him that rejoices and works righteousness, those that remember you in your ways: behold, you are wroth; for we have sinned: in those is continuance, and we shall be saved.
Uhlangabeza othokozayo lowenza ukulunga, abakukhumbulayo ezindleleni zakho. Khangela, wena wathukuthela, ngoba sonile; kuzo kulokuqhubeka, njalo sizasindiswa.
6 But we are all as an unclean thing, and all our righteousnesses are as filthy rags; and we all do fade as a leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away.
Kodwa sonke sinjengongcolileyo, lakho konke ukulunga kwethu kunjengezidwedwe ezingcolileyo; njalo sonke siyabuna njengehlamvu, leziphambeko zethu, njengomoya, zisiphephule.
7 And there is none that calls on your name, that stirs up himself to take hold of you: for you have hid your face from us, and have consumed us, because of our iniquities.
Njalo kakho obiza ibizo lakho, ozivusela ukubambelela kuwe; ngoba ufihlile ubuso bakho kithi, wasicikiza ngenxa yeziphambeko zethu.
8 But now, O LORD, you are our father; we are the clay, and you our potter; and we all are the work of your hand.
Kodwa, khathesi, Nkosi, wena ungubaba wethu; thina silibumba, wena-ke ungumbumbi wethu; njalo sonke singumsebenzi wesandla sakho.
9 Be not wroth very sore, O LORD, neither remember iniquity for ever: behold, see, we beseech you, we are all your people.
Ungathukutheli wedlulise, Nkosi, ungakhumbuli ububi phakade. Khangela, ake ubone, sonke singabantu bakho.
10 Your holy cities are a wilderness, Zion is a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation.
Imizi yakho engcwele isiyinkangala, iZiyoni isiyinkangala, iJerusalema iyincithakalo.
11 Our holy and our beautiful house, where our fathers praised you, is burned up with fire: and all our pleasant things are laid waste.
Indlu yethu engcwele leyethu enhle, lapho obaba abakudumisela khona, itshisiwe ngomlilo; lazo zonke izinto zethu ezithandekayo sezilunxiwa.
12 Will you refrain yourself for these things, O LORD? will you hold your peace, and afflict us very sore?
Uzazithinta yini ngenxa yalezizinto, Nkosi? Uzathula yini, usihluphe wedlulise?
