Isaiah 25
1 O YHWH, You [are] my God, I exalt You, I confess Your Name, For You have done a wonderful thing, Counsels of old, steadfastness, O steadfast One.
Olúwa, ìwọ ni Ọlọ́run mi; èmi yóò gbé ọ ga èmi ó sì fi ìyìn fún orúkọ rẹ nítorí nínú òtítọ́ aláìlẹ́gbẹ́ o ti ṣe ohun ńlá, àwọn ohun tí o ti gbèrò o rẹ̀ lọ́jọ́ pípẹ́.
2 For You made of a city a heap, Of a fortified city a ruin, A high place of strangers from [being] a city, It is not built for all time.
Ìwọ ti sọ ìlú di àkójọ àlàpà, ìlú olódi ti di ààtàn, ìlú olódi fún àwọn àjèjì ni kò sí mọ́; a kì yóò tún un kọ́ mọ́.
3 Therefore a strong people honors You, A city of the terrible nations fears You.
Nítorí náà àwọn ènìyàn alágbára yóò bọ̀wọ̀ fún ọ; àwọn ìlú orílẹ̀-èdè aláìláàánú yóò bu ọlá fún ọ.
4 For You have been a stronghold for the poor, A stronghold for the needy in his distress, A refuge from storm, a shadow from heat, When the spirit of the terrible [is] as a storm—a wall.
Ìwọ ti jẹ́ ààbò fún àwọn òtòṣì ààbò fún aláìní nínú ìpọ́njú rẹ̀ ààbò kúrò lọ́wọ́ ìjì bòòji kúrò lọ́wọ́ ooru. Nítorí pé èémí àwọn ìkà dàbí ìjì tí ó bì lu ògiri
5 As heat in a dry place, You humble the noise of strangers, [As] heat with the shadow of a thick cloud, The singing of the terrible is humbled.
àti gẹ́gẹ́ bí ooru ní aginjù. O mú ìdákẹ́ jẹ́ẹ́ bá rògbòdìyàn àwọn àjèjì, gẹ́gẹ́ bí òjìji kurukuru ṣe ń dín ooru kù, bẹ́ẹ̀ gẹ́gẹ́ ni orin àwọn ìkà yóò dákẹ́.
6 And YHWH of Hosts has made, For all the peoples in this mountain, A banquet of fat things, A banquet of preserved things, Fat things full of marrow, Preserved things—refined.
Ní orí òkè yìí ni Olúwa àwọn ọmọ-ogun yóò ti pèsè àsè oúnjẹ àdídùn kan fún gbogbo ènìyàn àpèjẹ ti ọtí wáìnì àtijọ́ ti ẹran tí ó dára jù àti ti ọtí wáìnì tí ó gbámúṣé.
7 And He has swallowed up in this mountain The face of the wrapping that is wrapped over all the peoples, And of the covering that is spread over all the nations.
Ní orí òkè yìí ni yóò pa aṣọ òkú tí ó ti ń di gbogbo ènìyàn, abala tí ó bo gbogbo orílẹ̀-èdè mọ́lẹ̀,
8 He has swallowed up death in victory, And Lord YHWH has wiped [the] tear from off all faces, And He turns aside the reproach of His people from off all the earth, For YHWH has spoken.
Òun yóò sì gbé ikú mì títí láé. Olúwa Olódùmarè yóò sì nu gbogbo omijé nù, kúrò ní ojú gbogbo wọn, Òun yóò sì mú ẹ̀gàn àwọn ènìyàn rẹ̀ kúrò ní gbogbo ilẹ̀ ayé. Olúwa ni ó ti sọ ọ́.
9 And [one] has said in that day, “Behold, this [is] our God, We waited for Him, and He saves us, This [is] YHWH, we have waited for Him, We are glad and rejoice in His salvation!”
Ní ọjọ́ náà wọn yóò sọ pé, “Nítòótọ́ eléyìí ni Ọlọ́run wa; àwa ní ìgbẹ́kẹ̀lé nínú rẹ̀, òun sì gbà wá là. Èyí ni Olúwa, àwa gbẹ́kẹ̀lé e, ẹ jẹ́ kí a yọ̀ kí inú wa sì dùn nínú ìgbàlà rẹ̀.”
10 For the hand of YHWH rests on this mountain, And Moab is trodden down under Him, As straw is trodden down on a dunghill.
Ọwọ́ Olúwa yóò sinmi lé orí òkè yìí ṣùgbọ́n a ó tẹ Moabu mọ́lẹ̀ lábẹ́ ẹsẹ̀ rẹ̀; gẹ́gẹ́ bí a ti gún koríko mọ́lẹ̀ di ajílẹ̀.
11 And He spread out His hands in its midst, As the swimmer spreads out to swim; And He has humbled his excellence With the machinations of his hands.
Wọn yóò na ọwọ́ wọn jáde nínú rẹ̀, gẹ́gẹ́ bí òmùwẹ̀ tí ń na ọwọ́ rẹ̀ jáde láti lúwẹ̀ẹ́. Ọlọ́run yóò mú ìgbéraga wọn wálẹ̀ bó tilẹ̀ jẹ́ pé ìṣeféfé wà ní ọwọ́ wọn.
12 And the fortress of the high place of your walls He has bowed down—He has made low, He has caused [it] to come to the earth—to dust.
Òun yóò sì bi gbogbo ògiri gíga alágbára yín lulẹ̀ wọn yóò sì wà nílẹ̀, Òun yóò sì mú wọn wá si ilẹ̀, àní sí erùpẹ̀ lásán.
