Isaiah 44
1 Now, then—hear, O Jacob, my Servant, —and Israel whom I have chosen:
Kasi sik’oyo yoka, oh Jakobi, mowumbu na Ngai, Isalaele oyo naponaki!
2 Thus, saith Yahweh—Who made thee and formed thee from birth, Who helpeth thee: Do not fear O my Servant Jacob, and Jeshurun whom I have chosen;
Tala liloba oyo Yawe alobi, Ye oyo asalaki yo, abongisaki yo wuta na libumu ya mama na yo mpe asungaka yo: Oh Jakobi, mowumbu na Ngai, kobanga te; yo, Yeshuruni, oyo naponaki.
3 For I will pour, Water upon the thirsty soil, and Floods upon the dry ground, —I will pour My spirit upon thy seed, and My blessing upon thine offspring;
Pamba te nakosopa mayi na mokili ya kokawuka, mpe bibale, na mabele ya kokawuka; nakosopa Molimo na Ngai na likolo ya bana na yo mpe mapamboli na Ngai na likolo ya bakitani na yo.
4 So will they spring up among the grass, As willows by the water-courses:
Bakokola malamu kati na matiti ya mobesu lokola banzete ya pepiliye pene ya ebale.
5 This one, will say Yahweh’s, am I, and That one, will call himself by the name of Jacob, and Yonder one will write on his hand—Yahweh’s, And after the name of Israel, will one entitle himself.
Moto moko akoloba: ‹ Nazali ya Yawe, › mpe moto mosusu akomibenga na kombo ya Jakobi, kino mosusu akokoma na loboko na ye: ‹ Nazali ya Yawe, › mpe akozwa kombo ya Isalaele.
6 Thus saith Yahweh—King of Israel, Even his Redeemer, Yahweh of hosts, —I, am, First, and, I, Last, And besides me, there is no God.
Tala liloba oyo Yawe, Mokonzi mpe Mosikoli ya Isalaele, Mokonzi ya mampinga, alobi: Nazali ebandeli mpe nazali suka; Nzambe mosusu azali te, soki Ngai te.
7 Who then, like me, can call, and declare it, and order it, for me, Seeing that I appointed an age-abiding people, —Or things yet to be, and that shall come to pass, Let them declare on their part.
Nani azali lokola Ngai? Tika ete atatola yango; tika ete aloba mpe abimisa liboso na Ngai makambo oyo esalema wuta kala, wuta tango nasala bato oyo, mpe makambo oyo ekoya! Solo, tika ete basakola makambo oyo ekoya!
8 Do not ye dread, nor yet be alarmed, Have I not from olden time, told thee and declared? So that, ye, are my witnesses, —Whether there is a GOD besides me? Or is no Rock—I knew of none!
Bolenga te, bobanga mpe te. Boni, natatolaki yango te? Nasakolaki yango te wuta kala? Bozali batatoli na Ngai. Boni, ezali na nzambe mosusu pembeni na Ngai? Te, ezali na Libanga mosusu te, nayebi ata moko te. »
9 The fashioners of an image—all of them, are emptiness, And, the things they delight in, cannot profit, —And, their, witnesses, they, neither see nor know, That they may be ashamed.
Basali bikeko, bango nyonso, bazali pamba, mpe biloko oyo bango balingaka ezali ata na litomba te; esengelaki kotatola mpo na bango, kasi emonaka te mpe eyebaka ata eloko moko te; boye, bayokisama soni.
10 Who hath fashioned a GOD, Oran image, hath molten? It cannot profit!
Nani asala nzambe to ekeko ya ebende mpo ete ezala ata na litomba moko te mpo na ye?
11 Lo! all his partners, turn pale, Even, the artificers themselves, are of the sons of earth, —Let them gather themselves together—all of them. Let them take their stand, Let them dread, and turn pale, together!
Tala, ye elongo na baninga na ye bakozala na soni; basali bikeko bazali na bango kaka bato lokola bato nyonso! Tika ete bango nyonso baya elongo mpe batelema wana; bakokweya na somo mpe na soni.
12 As for the smith, [with his] cutting-tool, —When he hath wrought in the live coals, And, with hammers, hath fashioned it, —And hath wrought it with his strong arm, Anon he is hungry, and hath no strength, He hath drunk no water and so hath become faint!
Monyangwisi bibende na moto azwaka sizo, asalelaka yango mpe asalaka na makala ya moto; asalaka ekeko na marto mpe abongisaka yango na makasi ya loboko na ye; nzokande soki akomi na nzala, makasi esili ye; soki mpe ameli mayi te, nzoto elembi ye!
13 As for the carpenter, —He hath stretched out a line hath drawn it with a pencil, Hath made it with carving tools, With compasses, hath rounded it, —And so hath made it after the figure of a great man, After the beauty of a son of earth, that it may remain in a house!
Mosali bikeko afungolaka singa oyo bamekelaka molayi, akomaka elilingi na ekomeli ya motane, asalaka yango na nzela ya mbeli ya minu makasi, abongisaka mondelo na yango na lime mpe apesaka yango lolenge ya moto, ndenge kaka moto azalaka kitoko, mpo ete ekoka kowumela na Esika ya bule.
14 When one was cutting him down cedars, Then took he a holm-tree and an oak, And secured them for himself, among the trees of the forest, —He planted a fir-tree and the pouring rain made it grow;
Akataka banzete ya sedele; mpe tango mosusu, banzete ya sipele to ya sheni; atikaka yango ekola kati na banzete ya zamba mpe alonaka nzete ya pen oyo mvula ekokolisa.
15 So it serveth for a man to burn, And he hath taken of the branches and warmed himself, Also he kindleth a fire, and baketh bread, —Also he maketh a GOD, and hath bowed himself down, Hath made of it a carved image, and adored it:
Moto azwaka yango mpo na kopelisa moto, akataka yango mpo na koyetola moto to mpo na kobelisa mapa; kasi asalaka na yango lisusu nzambe oyo afukamelaka; asalaka na yango nzambe ya ekeko oyo agumbamelaka.
16 The half thereof, hath he burned in the fire, Over half thereof, he eateth flesh, He roasteth roast, that he may be satisfied, —Also he warmeth himself, and saith, Aha, I am warm, I have seen a blaze;
Akotia ndambo ya nzete yango na moto, bongo akolamba na yango mosuni, akotumba mosuni na ye mpe akolia yango kino akotonda; akokoma lisusu koyoka molunge mpe akoloba: « Ah, nayoki molunge, namoni moto epeli makasi! »
17 And the residue thereof, Into a GOD, he maketh, Into his carved image, —Adoreth it, and boweth down and prayeth unto it, And saith Deliver me, for, my GOD, thou art!
Mpe na ndambo oyo etikali, oyo asalaki na yango nzambe, nzambe na ye ya ekeko, akofukamela yango mpe akosambela yango; akosambela yango mpe akoloba: « Bikisa ngai, ozali nzambe na ngai! »
18 They have not taken note, neither can they perceive, —He hath besmeared—past seeing—their eyes, Past understanding, their hearts;
Bayebi eloko moko te, bazali na bososoli te; miso na bango ekangama, emonaka te; mitema na bango ezali makasi, esosolaka te.
19 And no one reflecteth—There is neither knowledge nor discernment—to say, Half thereof, have I burned up in the fire Moreover also I have baked, on the coals thereof, bread, I roasted flesh, and have been eating, —And of the remainder thereof, an abomination, shall I make? And, to a log of wood, shall I pay adoration?
Moko te akanisaka, moko mpe te azalaka na boyebi mpe na mayele mpo na koloba: « Na nzela ya ndambo na yango, napelisaki moto, nabelisaki mapa na makala na yango ya moto, natumbaki mosuni mpe naliaki yango. Bongo mpo na oyo etikali, nasala na yango penza likambo ya nkele boye? Nafukamela penza mwa eteni ya nzete? »
20 He is feeding on ashes, A deluded heart, hath turned him aside, —And he cannot deliver his own soul nor say, Is there not a falsehood in my right hand?
Makanisi na ye ekangama na putulu, motema na ye ya lokuta ezali kokosa ye; akokoka te komikangola mpe koloba: « Boni, eloko oyo ezali na loboko na ngai ya mobali ezali lokuta te? »
21 Remember these things, O Jacob, And, Israel, —for, my Servant, thou art, —I have fashioned thee, a Servant of mine, thou art.
« Oh Jakobi, kanisa nanu makambo oyo, pamba te, oh Isalaele, ozali mosali na Ngai. Nabongisaki yo mpo ete ozala mosali na Ngai; oh Isalaele, nakobosana yo te.
22 O Israel, thou shalt not be forgotten of me, I have wiped out, As with a thick cloud, thy transgressions, And as with a broad cloud, thy sins, —Return unto me, for I have redeemed thee.
Nalongoli mabe na yo lokola lipata, masumu na yo lokola lipata ya tongo. Zonga epai na Ngai, pamba te nasili kosikola yo. »
23 Shout in triumph ye heavens for Yahweh, hath effectually wrought. Shout, O ye underparts of the earth, Ring out, Ye mountains, into cries of triumph, Thou forest, and every tree therein, —For, Yahweh, hath redeemed, Jacob, And in Israel, will he get himself glory.
Oh Lola, yemba banzembo ya esengo, pamba te Yawe nde asali bongo! Oh mozindo ya mokili, tombola mongongo! Oh bino bangomba, bazamba mpe banzete nyonso kati na yango, boyemba banzembo ya elonga! Pamba te Yawe asikolaki Jakobi, amonisi nkembo na Ye kati na Isalaele.
24 Thus, saith Yahweh Who hath redeemed thee, Who hath fashioned thee from birth, —I—Yahweh, am the maker of all things, Stretching out the heavens, alone, Spreading forth the earth, of myself;
« Tala liloba oyo Yawe alobi, Ye oyo azali Mosikoli na yo, oyo abongisaki yo wuta na libumu ya mama na yo: Nazali Yawe oyo asalaki biloko nyonso, Ngai moko nde natandaki likolo lokola liputa, Ngai moko nde natandaki mabele.
25 Frustrating the signs of praters, And, diviners, he confoundeth, —Turning wise men backwards, And their knowledge, he maketh folly;
Sik’oyo, nakomisi bilembo ya basakoli ya lokuta eloko pamba; natie mobulu kati na molimo ya bato oyo balobaka makambo ekoya, nakweyisi boyebi ya bato ya bwanya mpe nakomisi mayele na bango liboma.
26 Establishing the word of his Servant, And the counsel of his Messengers, he maketh good, —Who saith of Jerusalem—She shall be inhabited! And of the cities of Judah—They shall be built! And the ruins thereof, will I set up!
Nakokisi maloba ya mosali na Ngai mpe nalongisi mabongisi ya bamemi sango na Ngai. Natatoli na tina na Yelusalemi: ‹ Bato bakovanda kati na yo; › na tina na bingumba ya Yuda: ‹ Ekotongama lisusu, › mpe na tina na mabanga na yango oyo ebukana: ‹ Nakobongisa yango lisusu. ›
27 Who saith to the deep—Be dry and Thy rivers, will I drain!
Nalobi na ebale monene: ‹ Kawuka, mpe nakokawusa bibale na yo! ›
28 Who saith of Cyrus—My Shepherd! and All my pleasure, shall he make good Even saying of Jerusalem—She shall be built! And of the temple—Be her foundation laid!
Nalobi na tina na Sirisi: ‹ Azali mobateli oyo naponi, akokokisa makambo nyonso oyo esepelisaka Ngai. Akoloba na tina na Yelusalemi: ‘Tika ete etongama lisusu,’ mpe na tina na Tempelo: ‘Tika ete batonga miboko na yango.’ › »
