Isaiah 50
1 Thus, saith Yahweh—Where then is the scroll of your mother’s divorce, whom I have put away? Or, which of my creditors, is it to whom I have sold you? Lo! for your iniquities, have ye been sold, And for your transgressions, hath your mother been put away.
Tala liloba oyo Yawe alobi: « Wapi mokanda ya koboma libala oyo Ngai nabenganelaki mama na bino? To natekaki bino epai ya nani oyo Ngai nazalaki na niongo na ye? Botekamaki mpo na masumu na bino; mpe libala ya mama na bino ekufaki mpo na botomboki na bino.
2 Wherefore, When I came in, was there no one? When I called, was there none to answer? Is mine own hand, really shortened, that it cannot redeem? Or is there not, in me, strength to deliver? Lo! by my rebuke, I dry up the sea I make rivers a desert, Their fish Stinketh, for want of water, Yea dieth, for thirst:
Mpo na nini moto azalaki te tango nayaki? Mpo na nini moto apesaki eyano te tango nabengaki? Loboko na Ngai ezalaki mokuse mpo na kosikola bino? Nazangaki solo makasi mpo na kokangola bino? Na pamela na Ngai, nakawusaka ebale monene, nakomisaka bibale esobe; mbisi na yango ekomaka kolumba solo mpo ete mayi ezali te mpe ekufaka na posa ya mayi.
3 I clothe the heavens with gloom, And, of sackcloth, make I their covering.
Nalatisaka likolo elamba ya mwindo mpe nazipaka yango na bilamba ya saki. »
4 My Lord Yahweh, hath given unto me the tongue of the instructed, That I should know how to succour the fainting, with discourse, —He kept wakening—morning by morning. He kept wakening mine ear, to hearken as do the instructed;
Nkolo Yawe apesaki ngai maloba ya bayekoli, mpo ete nakoka kolendisa na nzela ya liloba moto oyo alembi; alamusaka ngai tongo nyonso, alamusaka litoyi na ngai mpo ete nayoka lokola moyekoli.
5 My Lord, Yahweh, opened mine ear, And, I, was not rebellious, —Away, turned I not:
Nkolo Yawe afungolaki ngai matoyi, mpe ngai natiaki moto makasi te; namizongisaki sima te.
6 My back, gave I to smiters, and My cheeks, to them who pulled out the beard, —My face, hid I not from insult and spitting.
Napesaki mokongo na ngai epai ya bato oyo bazalaki kobeta ngai, matama na ngai, epai ya bato oyo bazalaki kopikola ngai mandefu. Nabombaki elongi na ngai te na kotiolama mpe na basoyi.
7 Because, My Lord, Yahweh, would help me, Therefore was I not deterred by insult, —Therefore did I set my face like flint, And I knew that I should not be put to shame.
Lokola Nkolo Yawe asungaka ngai, nakoyokisama soni te. Yango wana, nakomisi elongi na ngai makasi lokola libanga, mpe nayebi ete nakoyokisama soni te.
8 At hand, is one who can justify me. Who will contend with me? let, us stand forth together, —Who can accuse me? let him draw near to me!
Ye oyo alongisaka ngai azali pene, nani akokoka kotelemela bosembo na ngai? Tika ete tosamba elongo! Nani akofunda ngai ete tosamba na ye? Tika ete apusana pene na ngai!
9 Lo! My Lord, Yahweh, will help me, Who is he that shall prove me lawless? Lo! they all, as a garment, shall fall to pieces, the moth shall consume them.
Ezali Nkolo Yawe nde asungaka ngai; nani akolonga ngai na esambiselo? Tala, bango nyonso bakokweya lokola bilamba ya kala oyo ebeba, bongo nseka ekolia bango.
10 Who among you, revereth Yahweh, Hearkening unto the voice of his Servant, —That hath walked in dark places And hath had no gleam of light? Let him trust in the name of Yahweh, And lean upon his God.
Ezali na moto kati na bino oyo atosaka Yawe mpe ayokaka mongongo ya Mowumbu na Ye, bongo atambola kati na molili mpe atikala komona pole te? Tika ete atia elikya na ye kati na Kombo na Yawe mpe atalela Nzambe na ye.
11 Lo! all ye that kindle a fire, That gird yourselves with fiery darts, —Walk ye in the blaze of your own fire. And in the fiery darts ye have kindled, At my hand, hath this befallen you, In sorrow, shall ye lie down.
Kasi sik’oyo, bino nyonso oyo bopelisi moto mpe bosimbi bakoni oyo ezali kopela moto, bokende, botambola na pole ya moto na bino mpe ya bakoni oyo bopelisi. Tala oyo bokozwa na maboko na ngai: Bokokufa na pasi!
