Isaiah 51
1 Hearken unto me, Ye that pursue righteousness, Ye that seek Yahweh, —Look well unto the rock whence ye were hewn, And unto the quarry whence ye were digged:
Audite me qui sequimini quod iustum est, et quæritis Dominum: attendite ad petram unde excisi estis, et ad cavernam laci, de qua præcisi estis.
2 Look well unto Abraham your father, And unto Sarah who gave you birth, —For he was, alone, when called I him, And, I blessed him that I might make him, many.
Attendite ad Abraham patrem vestrum, et ad Saram, quæ peperit vos: quia unum vocavi eum, et benedixi ei, et multiplicavi eum.
3 For Yahweh hath comforted Zion, He hath comforted all her waste places, And hath made her wilderness like Eden, And her waste plain like the garden of Yahweh, —Joy and gladness, shall be found in her, Thanksgiving, and the voice of melody.
Consolabitur ergo Dominus Sion, et consolabitur omnes ruinas eius: et ponet desertum eius quasi delicias, et solitudinem eius quasi hortum Domini. Gaudium et lætitia invenietur in ea, gratiarum actio, et vox laudis.
4 Attend unto me, O my people, And, O, my nation unto me give ear, —For, instruction, from me, shall go forth, And, my justice—for a light of peoples, will I establish:
Attendite ad me popule meus, et tribus mea me audite: quia lex a me exiet, et iudicium meum in lucem populorum requiescet.
5 At hand is my righteousness. Gone forth hath my salvation, And, mine own arms, unto the peoples, shall give justice, —Upon me, Coastlands, shall wait, And for mine arm, shall they hope.
Prope est iustus meus, egressus est salvator meus, et brachia mea populos iudicabunt: me insulæ expectabunt, et brachium meum sustinebunt.
6 Lift up—to the heavens—your eyes, And look around to the earth beneath Though, the heavens, like smoke, should have vanished And, the earth, like a garment, should fall to pieces, And, her inhabitants, in like manner, should die, Yet, my salvation, unto times age-abiding, shall continue, And, my righteousness, shall not be broken down.
Levate in cælum oculos vestros, et videte sub terra deorsum: quia cæli sicut fumus liquescent, et terra sicut vestimentum atteretur, et habitatores eius sicut hæc interibunt: Salus autem mea in sempiternum erit, et iustitia mea non deficiet.
7 Hearken unto me ye who discern righteousness, The people in whose heart is my law, —Do not fear the reproach of frail men, Nor at their revilings, be dismayed;
Audite me qui scitis iustum, populus meus lex mea in corde eorum: nolite timere opprobrium hominum, et blasphemias eorum ne metuatis.
8 For like a garment, shall they be eaten of the moth, And like wool, shall they be eaten of the larva; But, my righteousness, unto times age-abiding shall continue, And, my salvation, unto the remotest generation.
Sicut enim vestimentum, sic comedet eos vermis: et sicut lanam, sic devorabit eos tinea: salus autem mea in sempiternum erit, et iustitia mea in generationes generationum.
9 Awake, awake put on strength, O arm of Yahweh, Awake, As in days of old, The generations of bygone ages: Art not thou that which—Hewed down Rahab, Piercing the Crocodile?
Consurge, consurge, induere fortitudinem brachium Domini: consurge sicut in diebus antiquis, in generationibus sæculorum. Numquid non tu percussisti superbum, vulnerasti draconem?
10 Art not thou that which dried up—The Sea, The waters of the mighty Deep, —That which made of the abysses of the sea a road for the passing over of the redeemed?
Numquid non tu siccasti mare, aquam abyssi vehementis: qui posuisti profundum maris viam, ut transirent liberati?
11 Therefore, the ransomed of Yahweh, shall again come unto Zion, with shouts of triumph, With gladness age-abiding on their head, —Joy, and gladness, shall overtake [them]. Sorrow and sighing have fled away.
Et nunc qui redempti sunt a Domino, revertentur, et venient in Sion laudantes, et lætitia sempiterna super capita eorum, gaudium et lætitiam tenebunt, fugiet dolor et gemitus.
12 I—I, am he that comforteth you, —Who art, thou, that thou hast feared Frail man that dieth, and A son of the earthborn, who, as grass, shall be delivered up?
Ego, ego ipse consolabor vos: quis tu ut timeres ab homine mortali, et a filio hominis, qui quasi fœnum ita arescet?
13 That thou hast forgotten Yahweh thy maker, Who stretched out the heavens And founded the earth? That thou hast dreaded continually, all the day, by reason of the fury of the oppressor, in that he was ready to destroy? Where then is the fury of the oppressor?
Et oblitus es Domini factoris tui, qui tetendit cælos, et fundavit terram: et formidasti iugiter tota die a facie furoris eius, qui te tribulabat, et paraverat ad perdendum: ubi nunc est furor tribulantis?
14 The captive hath hastened to be loosed, —That he might not die in the pit. Neither should, his bread, be cut off.
Cito veniet gradiens ad aperiendum, et non interficiet usque ad internecionem, nec deficiet panis eius.
15 But, I—Yahweh, am thy God, Who threw into commotion the sea And the waves thereof roared, —Yahweh of hosts, is his name.
Ego autem sum Dominus Deus tuus, qui conturbo mare, et intumescunt fluctus eius: Dominus exercituum nomen meum.
16 Therefore have I put my words in thy mouth, And with the shadow of my hand, have I covered thee, —To plant the heavens, and To lay the foundations of the earth, and To say unto Zion My people, thou art!
Posui verba mea in ore tuo, et in umbra manus meæ protexi te, ut plantes cælos, et fundes terram: et dicas ad Sion: Populus meus es tu.
17 Rouse thee—rouse, thee stand up, O Jerusalem, Who hast drunk, at the hand of Yahweh, his cup of indignation: The goblet-cup of confusion, hast thou drunk—hast thou drained.
Elevare, elevare, consurge Ierusalem, quæ bibisti de manu Domini calicem iræ eius: usque ad fundum calicis soporis bibisti, et potasti usque ad fæces.
18 There is none to guide her, Among all the sons she hath borne, —There is none to grasp her hand, Among all the sons she hath brought up.
Non est qui sustentet eam ex omnibus filiis, quos genuit: et non est qui apprehendat manum eius ex omnibus filiis, quos enutrivit.
19 Twain, are the things befalling thee, Who will lament for thee? Wasting and destruction and famine and sword By whom shall I comfort thee?
Duo sunt quæ occurrerunt tibi: quis contristabitur super te? vastitas, et contritio, et fames, et gladius, quis consolabitur te?
20 Thy sons, have fainted, They lie at the head of all the streets like a gazelle in a net, —Who, indeed, are full of The indignation of Yahweh The rebuke of thy God.
Filii tui proiecti sunt, dormierunt in capite omnium viarum, sicut oryx illaqueatus: pleni indignatione Domini, increpatione Dei tui.
21 Therefore, hear, I pray thee, this, thou humbled one, —And drunken but not with wine: —
Idcirco audi hoc paupercula, et ebria non a vino.
22 Thus, saith Thy Lord, Yahweh, Even thy God who pleadeth the cause of his people: —Lo! I have taken, out of thy hand, the cup of confusion, —As for the goblet-cup of mine indignation, Thou shalt not again drink it, any more;
Hæc dicit dominator tuus Dominus, et Deus tuus, qui pugnabit pro populo suo: Ecce tuli de manu tua calicem soporis, fundum calicis indignationis meæ, non adiicies ut bibas illum ultra.
23 But I will put it into the hand of thy tormentors, Who said to thy soul, Bow down that we may pass over, —And so thou didst place as the ground, thy back, Yea as the street to such as were passing along.
Et ponam illum in manu eorum, qui te humiliaverunt, et dixerunt animæ tuæ: Incurvare, ut transeamus: et posuisti ut terram corpus tuum, et quasi viam transeuntibus.
