Isaiah 64
1 Oh that you would tear the heavens, that you would come down, that the mountains might quake at your presence,
Aue me i haehae koe i nga rangi, me i heke iho, me i rere a wai nga maunga i tou aroaro!
2 as when fire kindles the brushwood, and the fire causes the waters to boil; to make your name known to your adversaries, that the nations may tremble at your presence.
Kia rite ki te ngiha o te ahi tahu rara, ki te ahi e koropupu ai nga wai; kia mohiotia ai tou ingoa e ou hoariri, kia wiri ai nga iwi i tou aroaro!
3 When you did awesome things which we did not look for, you came down, the mountains quaked at your presence.
I tau meatanga i nga mea wehi kihai nei i whakaaroa e matou, i heke iho koe, rere a wai ana nga maunga i tou aroaro.
4 Since ancient times no one has heard, and no ear has perceived, and no eye has seen a God besides you, who works for him who waits for him.
Kahore hoki kia rangona noatia i mua, kihai i mohiotia e te taringa, kihai hoki te kanohi i kite i te Atua, ko koe anake, e mahi nei i nga mea mo te tangata e tatari ana ki a ia.
5 You meet him who rejoices and works righteousness, those who remember you in your ways. Look, you were angry, and we sinned. We have been in sin for a long time; and shall we be saved?
Ko tau, he whakatau ki te tangata e koa ana, e mahi ana i te tika, ki te hunga e mahara ana ki a koe i au ara. Nana, i riri na koe, he hara hoki no matou; kua roa noa atu matou ki aua ara, a ka ora ranei matou?
6 For we have all become as one who is unclean, and all our righteousness is as a polluted garment: and we all fade as a leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, take us away.
Ko matou katoa hoki kua rite ki te tangata poke, a ko o matou tika ki te kakahu kua paru: e memenge ana matou katoa ano he rau rakau; kei te hau te rite o o matou kino e kahaki nei i a matou.
7 There is none who calls on your name, who stirs up himself to take hold of you; for you have hidden your face from us, and have consumed us by means of our iniquities.
Kahore hoki he tangata e karanga ana ki tou ingoa, e whakaoho ana i a ia ki te hopu i a koe: kua huna nei hoki e koe tou mata ki a matou, a kua huna matou e koe na o matou he.
8 But now, LORD, you are our Father, and we are clay, and you are our potter; and we all are the work of your hands.
Na inaianei, e Ihowa, ko koe to matou papa; ko matou te paru, ko koe to matou kaipokepoke; he mahi hoki matou katoa na tou ringa.
9 Do not be furious, LORD, neither remember iniquity forever: see, look, we beg you, we are all your people.
Kaua, e Ihowa, e whakanuia rawatia te riri, kaua hoki e mahara tonu ki te kino. Nana, titiro mai ra, he iwi matou katoa nau.
10 Your holy cities have become a wilderness, Zion has become like a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation.
He koraha kau ou pa tapu, he koraha a Hiona, kua ururuatia a Hiruharama.
11 Our holy and our beautiful house, where our fathers praised you, is burned with fire; and all our pleasant places are laid waste.
Ko to matou whare tapu, ko to matou whare ataahua, ko te wahi i whakamoemiti ai o matou matua ki a koe, kua waiho hei kanga ma te ahi, moti iho a matou mea matenui katoa.
12 Will you refrain yourself for these things, LORD? Will you hold your peace, and afflict us very severely?
Ka whakamanawanui ranei koe, e Ihowa, ki enei mea? ka whakarongo puku ranei koe? ka nui rawa ranei tau whakatupukino i a matou?
