Isaiah 57
1 The righteous perisheth and no man layeth it to heart; and merciful men are taken away, none considering that the righteous is taken away from the evil [to come].
Abantu abatuukirivu bazikirira, naye tewali akirowoozako n’akatono. Abantu abeewaddeyo eri Katonda batwalibwa nga tewali n’afuddeyo kukirowoozaako. Kubanga omutuukirivu aggyibwawo olw’akabi akagenda okujja.
2 He entereth into peace; they rest in their beds, each one that walketh in his uprightness.
Ayingira mu mirembe n’afuna okuwummulira mu kufa kwe, ne bawummula ga beebase, abo abatambulira mu bugolokofu.
3 But draw near hither, ye sons of the sorceress, the seed of the adulterer and the whore.
“Naye mmwe mujje musembere wano batabani b’omukazi omufumu ezzadde ly’omwenzi omukazi eyeetunda.
4 Against whom do ye sport yourselves? against whom make ye a wide mouth, and draw out the tongue? are ye not children of transgression, a seed of falsehood,
Muzannyira ku ani? Ani gwe mukongoola ne mumusoomooza? Temuli baana ba bujeemu, ezzadde eryobulimba?
5 ye that inflame yourselves among the oaks, under every green tree; that slay the children in the valleys, under the clefts of the rocks?
Mwaka ne mwegombera wansi w’emiti na buli wansi wa buli muti oguyimiridde; mmwe abasaddaaka abaana bammwe mu biwonvu ne wansi w’enjatika z’enjazi.
6 Among the smooth [stones] of the valley is thy portion; they, they are thy lot: even to them hast thou poured a drink offering, thou hast offered an oblation. Shall I be appeased for these things?
Bakatonda bo ge mayinja amaweweevu gosinziza mu biwonvu, abo be babo, obusika bwo; abo b’ofukira ekiweebwayo ekyokunywa era n’ebiweebwayo eby’empeke. Nga weemalidde mu kukola bino byonna, olowooza nnyinza okusanyuka?
7 Upon a high and lofty mountain hast thou set thy bed: thither also wentest thou up to offer sacrifice.
Mwambuka ku ntikko z’ensozi okwenda nga mugenze okuwaayo ssaddaaka.
8 And behind the doors and the posts hast thou set up thy memorial: for thou hast discovered [thyself] to another than me, and art gone up; thou hast enlarged thy bed, and made thee a covenant with them; thou lovedst their bed where thou sawest it.
Emabega w’enzigi zammwe we muteeka ebibumbe eby’obuwemu bye musinza. Mwandeka ne mukola eby’obuwemu mu bitanda byammwe ebigazi. Eyo gye mweyambulira ne mukola endagaano n’abo be mwagala be muleeta mu bitanda byammwe.
9 And thou wentest to the king with ointment, and didst increase thy perfumes, and didst send thine ambassadors far off, and didst debase thyself even unto hell. (Sheol h7585)
Ne weekuba kalifuuwa omuyitirivu ng’ogenda okutwala amafuta ag’omuzeeyituuni ewa Moleki katonda wo, n’otuma ababaka bo ewala ennyo banoonye bakatonda, kumpi batuuke n’emagombe. (Sheol h7585)
10 Thou wast wearied with the length of thy way; yet saidst thou not, There is no hope: thou didst find a quickening of thy strength; therefore thou wast not faint.
Amakubo go gonna gakuteganya ne gakukooya nnyo naye teweegamba nako nti, ‘Nteganira ki atalina kyeŋŋanyurwa?’ Singa tewanoonya bikuzaamu maanyi, wandizirise.
11 And of whom hast thou been afraid and in fear, that thou liest, and hast not remembered me, nor laid it to thy heart? have not I held my peace even of long time, and fearest me not?
“B’ani abo be watya n’otekemuka n’obawuliriza, n’olyoka olimba, nze n’otonzijukira n’akatono wadde okundowoozaako? Olw’okubanga nsirise n’esikunyega ky’ekikuyinudde n’onneerabira n’ompisaamu amaaso.
12 I will declare thy righteousness; and as for thy works, they shall not profit thee.
Nnaayolesa obutuukirivu bwo ne by’okola, naye tebigenda kukugasa.
13 When thou criest, let them which thou hast gathered deliver thee; but the wind shall take them, a breath shall carry them all away: but he that putteth his trust in me shall possess the land, and shall inherit my holy mountain.
Bw’okaabanga nga weetaaga obuyambi, leka bakatonda bo be wakuŋŋaanya bakununule; naye empewo eribatwala, omukka obukka abantu gwe bassa gulibaggirawo ddala bonna. Naye oyo anfuula ekiddukiro kye alirya ensi era alitwala olusozi lwange olutukuvu.”
14 And he shall say, Cast ye up, cast ye up, prepare the way, take up the stumblingblock out of the way of my people.
Era kiryogerwa nti, “Muzimbe, muzimbe, mulongoose ekkubo! Muggyeewo enkonge zonna mu kkubo ly’abantu bange.”
15 For thus saith the high and lofty One that inhabiteth eternity, whose name is Holy: I dwell in the high and holy place, with him also that is of a contrite and humble spirit, to revive the spirit of the humble, and to revive the heart of the contrite ones.
Kubanga bw’atyo bw’ayogera oyo ali waggulu omugulumivu omulamu emirembe n’emirembe, ow’erinnya ettukuvu nti, “Ntuula mu kifo ekigulumivu ekitukuvu awamu n’oyo alina omwoyo oguboneredde ogwetoowaza, okuzzaamu amaanyi omwoyo gw’abakkakkamu, era n’ogw’abo ababoneredde.
16 For I will not contend for ever, neither will I be always wroth: for the spirit should fail before me, and the souls which I have made.
Kubanga sirirumiriza bantu bange emirembe n’emirembe era siribasunguwalira bbanga lyonna. Kubanga omutima gw’omuntu gwandigwereddewo mu maaso gange nga ndaba, emmeeme y’omuntu nze gye nakola.
17 For the iniquity of his covetousness was I wroth and smote him, I hid [my face] and was wroth: and he went on frowardly in the way of his heart.
Olw’okwegomba kwe okw’obutali butuukirivu nnali nzijjudde obusungu. Namubonereza ne nkweka amaaso gange olw’obusungu obungi naye yeeyongera okugenda mu maaso mu makubo amabi.
18 I have seen his ways, and will heal him: I will lead him also, and restore comforts unto him and to his mourners.
Nalaba by’akola, naye ndimuwonya. Ndimuluŋŋamya ne muddiza emirembe era ne mbeesabeesa abo abakungubaga.
19 I create the fruit of the lips: Peace, peace, to him that is far off and to him that is near, saith the LORD; and I will heal him.
Mirembe, era mirembe, eri abo abali ewala n’eri abo abali okumpi, era ndibawonya,” bw’ayogera Mukama.
20 But the wicked are like the troubled sea; for it cannot rest, and its waters cast up mire and dirt.
Naye ababi bali ng’ennyanja esiikuuse, eteyinza kutereera, ey’amayengo agasiikuula ebitosi n’ebitaka.
21 There is no peace, saith my God, to the wicked.
“Tewali mirembe, eri aboonoonyi,” bw’ayogera Katonda wange.
