Isaiah 38
1 IN those days was Hezekiah sick unto death. And Isaiah the prophet the son of Amoz came unto him, and said unto him, Thus saith the Lord, Set thine house in order: for thou shalt die, and not live.
Nʼoge ahụ, Hezekaya rịara ọrịa ruo na ọ gaara anwụ. Aịzaya onye amụma, nwa Emọz, bịakwutere ya, sị ya, “Otu a ka Onyenwe anyị sịrị: Dozie ezinaụlọ gị, nʼihi na ị ga-anwụ. Ị gaghị esite nʼute ọrịa a bilie.”
2 Then Hezekiah turned his face toward the wall, and prayed unto the Lord,
Hezekaya tụgharịrị chee ihu ya nʼaja ụlọ kpee ekpere nye Onyenwe anyị sị,
3 And said, Remember now, O Lord, I beseech thee, how I have walked before thee in truth and with a perfect heart, and have done that which is good in thy sight. And Hezekiah wept sore.
“Chetakwa, Onyenwe anyị, otu m si jegharịa nʼihu gị nʼikwesị ntụkwasị obi, jiri obi m niile fee gị ofufe, ma meekwa ihe dị mma nʼanya gị.” Hezekaya bekwara akwa nke ukwuu.
4 Then came the word of the Lord to Isaiah, saying,
Mgbe ahụ, okwu nke Onyenwe anyị rutere Aịzaya,
5 Go, and say to Hezekiah, Thus saith the Lord, the God of David thy father, I have heard thy prayer, I have seen thy tears: behold, I will add unto thy days fifteen years.
“Gaa, gwa Hezekaya, sị ‘Otu a ka Onyenwe anyị, bụ Chineke nna gị Devid kwuru, anụla m ekpere gị, ahụkwala m anya mmiri akwa gị. Aga m atụkwasị afọ iri na ise nʼụbọchị ndụ gị.
6 And I will deliver thee and this city out of the hand of the king of Assyria: and I will defend this city.
Aga m anapụtakwa gị na obodo a site nʼaka eze Asịrịa. Aga m echebe obodo a.
7 And this shall be a sign unto thee from the Lord, that the Lord will do this thing that he hath spoken;
“‘Nke a bụ ihe ịrịbama site nʼaka Onyenwe anyị nye gị, na Onyenwe anyị ga-emezu ihe a nke o kwere na nkwa.
8 Behold, I will bring again the shadow of the degrees, which is gone down in the sun dial of Ahaz, ten degrees backward. So the sun returned ten degrees, by which degrees it was gone down.
Aga m eme ka anyanwụ laa azụ nzọ ụkwụ iri nʼihe nrigo ụlọ elu Ehaz.’” Ya mere, anyanwụ laghachiri azụ nzọ ụkwụ iri.
9 The writing of Hezekiah king of Judah, when he had been sick, and was recovered of his sickness:
Ederede Hezekaya eze Juda, mgbe ọrịachara ọrịa, nwee ahụ ike:
10 I said in the cutting off of my days, I shall go to the gates of the grave: I am deprived of the residue of my years. (Sheol h7585)
Asịrị m, “Ọ bụ nʼoge m bụ okorobịa ka m ga-agabiga nʼọnụ ụzọ nke ọnwụ, bụrụ onye anapụrụ oge ndụ m nke fọdụrụ afọdụ?” (Sheol h7585)
11 I said, I shall not see the Lord, even the Lord, in the land of the living: I shall behold man no more with the inhabitants of the world.
Asịrị m, “Ọ dịkwaghị mgbe m ga-ahụ Onyenwe anyị ọzọ nʼala ndị dị ndụ, m gaghị elegidekwa mmadụ ibe m anya ọzọ, maọbụ bie nʼetiti ndị bi nʼime ụwa a.
12 Mine age is departed, and is removed from me as a shepherd’s tent: I have cut off like a weaver my life: he will cut me off with pining sickness: from day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.
Esila nʼọnọdụ ya bupụ ụlọ m dịka ụlọ ikwu nke onye ọzụzụ atụrụ. Apịakọtala m ndụ m dịka ọkpa akwa si apịakọta akwa o bipụla ndụ site nkwe-akwa, ehihie na nʼabalị, ị mere ka ndụ m gwụsịa.
13 I reckoned till morning, that, as a lion, so will he break all my bones: from day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.
Enwere m ntachiobi chere chi ọbụbọ. Ma dịka ọdụm ka ọ na-agbaji ọkpụkpụ m niile. Ehihie na nʼabalị ka ị na-eme ka ndụ m gwụsịa.
14 Like a crane or a swallow, so did I chatter: I did mourn as a dove: mine eyes fail with looking upward: O Lord, I am oppressed; undertake for me.
Dịka eleke maọbụ ụgbala ka m na-ebe akwa. Ana m asụ ude dịka nduru na-eru ụjụ. Ike gwụrụ anya m nʼihi ile anya nʼeluigwe. Anọ m nʼọnọdụ mkpagbu, Onyenwe anyị, bịa nyere m aka.”
15 What shall I say? he hath both spoken unto me, and himself hath done it: I shall go softly all my years in the bitterness of my soul.
Ma gịnị ka m ga-ekwu? Ya onwe ya gwara m sị na ọ bụ ya mere nke a. M ga-eji obi umeala gagharịa ụbọchị ndụ m niile nʼihi ihe mwute nke obi m.
16 O Lord, by these things men live, and in all these things is the life of my spirit: so wilt thou recover me, and make me to live.
Onyenwe anyị, ọ bụ nʼihi ihe ndị a ka mmadụ ji adị ndụ. Mmụọ m na-adịkwa ndụ nʼime ha. I nyeghachila m ahụ ike, mee ka m dị ndụ.
17 Behold, for peace I had great bitterness: but thou hast in love to my soul delivered it from the pit of corruption: for thou hast cast all my sins behind thy back.
Nʼezie, ọ bụ nʼihi ọdịmma m, ka m ji taa ahụhụ nke ihe mgbu dị otu a. Nʼịhụnanya gị ka ị zọpụtara m site nʼolulu nke ịla nʼiyi. I werela mmehie m niile wefee nʼazụ gị.
18 For the grave cannot praise thee, death can not celebrate thee: they that go down into the pit cannot hope for thy truth. (Sheol h7585)
Nʼihi nʼala mmụọ agaghị eto gị, ọnwụ agakwaghị abụku gị abụ otuto. Ndị na-arịda nʼolulu agaghị ele anya ikwesi ntụkwasị obi gị. (Sheol h7585)
19 The living, the living, he shall praise thee, as I do this day: the father to the children shall make known thy truth.
Ọ bụ ndị dị ndụ, e, naanị ndị dị ndụ ga-eto gị otuto, dị ka m na-eme taa. Ọ bụ otu ọgbọ na-eme ka ọgbọ na-eso ha mata ihe banyere ikwesi ntụkwasị obi gị.
20 The Lord was ready to save me: therefore we will sing my songs to the stringed instruments all the days of our life in the house of the Lord.
Onyenwe anyị ga-azọpụta m, anyị ga-abụ abụ kpọọ ụbọ akwara nʼụbọchị niile nke ndụ anyị, nʼime ụlọnsọ ukwu Onyenwe anyị.
21 For Isaiah had said, Let them take a lump of figs, and lay it for a plaister upon the boil, and he shall recover.
Aịzaya ekwuolarị sị, “Kwadoonụ mmanụ fiig dị ọkụ tee ya nʼelu etuto ahụ, ahụ ga-adịkwa ya mma.”
22 Hezekiah also had said, What is the sign that I shall go up to the house of the Lord?
Hezekaya jụrụ sị, “Gịnị ga-abụ ihe ịrịbama na m ga-aga nʼụlọnsọ ukwu Onyenwe anyị?”
