Isaiah 64
1 Oh that thou mightest rend the heavens, come down: at thy presence would mountains [then] melt away.
O, da razdreš nebesa i siđeš, da ime svoje objaviš neprijateljima: pred licem tvojim tresla bi se brda, pred tobom bi drhtali narodi,
2 As fire is kindled on brushwood, as water is made to bubble up by fire—to make thy name known to thy adversaries, that at thy presence nations might tremble!
kao kad oganj suho granje zapali i vatra vodu zakuha!
3 [As] when thou didst fearful deeds which we had not looked for, thou camest down, [while] at thy presence mountains melted away;
Čineć' djela strahotna, neočekivana, silazio si i brda su se tresla pred tobom!
4 Yea! what from the beginning of the world men had not heard, not perceived by their hearing; no eye [also] had seen a god beside thee, who could do [the like] for the one that waiteth for him.
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 Thou acceptest him that rejoiceth and worketh righteousness, those that remember thee in thy ways: behold, thou wast wroth, for we had sinned on them continually; and can we thus be saved?
Pomažeš onima što pravdu čine radosno i tebe se spominju na putima tvojim; razgnjevismo te, griješismo, od tebe se odmetnusmo.
6 And we are become like an unclean man all of us, and like a soiled garment, all our righteousness; and we wither like a leaf all of us; and our iniquities, like the wind, will bear 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 And there is none that calleth upon thy name, that stirreth himself up to lay hold of thee; for thou hast hidden thy face from us, and hast let us melt away, through the force of our iniquities.
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 now, O Lord, our father art thou; we are the clay, and thou our fashioner; and the work of thy hand are we all.
Pa ipak, naš si otac, o Jahve: mi smo glina, a ti si naš lončar - svi smo mi djelo ruku tvojih.
9 Be not wroth, O Lord, so very greatly, and do not for ever remember [our] iniquity: behold, look, we beseech thee, thy people are we all.
Ne srdi se, Jahve, odveć žestoko, ne spominji se bez prestanka naše krivice. De pogledaj - tÓa svi smo mi narod tvoj!
10 Thy holy cities are become a wilderness, Zion is become a wilderness, Jerusalem, a desolate place.
Opustješe sveti gradovi tvoji, Sion pustinja posta, i pustoš Jeruzalem.
11 Our holy and beautiful house where our fathers praised thee, is burnt up with fire; and all our costly things are become ruins.
Dom, svetinja naša i ponos naš, u kom te oci naši slavljahu, ognjem izgori i sve su nam dragocjenosti opljačkane.
12 Wilt thou for these things refrain thyself, O Lord? wilt thou be silent, and afflict us so very greatly?
Zar ćeš se na sve to, Jahve, sustezati, zar ćeš šutjet' i ponižavati nas odveć žestoko?
