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:
Nditeererei, imi munotevera kururama uye munotsvaka Jehovha: Tarirai kudombo ramakabviswa pariri naparuware pamakacherwa;
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.
tarirai kuna Abhurahama, baba venyu, nokuna Sara, akakuberekai. Pandakamudana akanga achingova mumwe chete, ndikamuropafadza ndikamuita vazhinji.
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.
Zvirokwazvo Jehovha achanyaradza Zioni, uye achatarira netsitsi pamusoro pamatongo aro ose; achaita magwenga aro kuti afanane neEdheni, marenje aro achafanana nebindu raJehovha. Kupembera nomufaro zvichawanikwa mariri, kuvonga nenzwi rokuimba.
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:
“Nditeererei, imi vanhu vangu; ndinzwei imi rudzi rwangu: Ndichakupai murayiro; kururamisira kwangu kuchava chiedza kundudzi.
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.
Kururama kwangu kwoswedera pedyo nokukurumidza, ruponeso rwangu rwuri munzira, uye ruoko rwangu ruchauyisa kururamisira kundudzi. Zviwi zvichatarira kwandiri uye zvichamirira ruoko rwangu netariro.
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.
Simudzirai meso enyu kumatenga, tarirai pasi panyika; matenga achanyangarika soutsi, nyika ichasakara senguo, uye vanogaramo vachafa senhunzi. Asi ruponeso rwangu ruchagara nokusingaperi, kururama kwangu hakuzombogumi.
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;
“Ndinzwei, imi munoziva zvakarurama, imi vanhu vane murayiro wangu mumwoyo yenyu: Musatya kuzvidza kwavanhu, uye musavhundutswa nokutuka kwavo.
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.
Nokuti chipfuno chichavadya senguo; honye ichavadya sewuru. Asi kururama kwangu kuchagara nokusingaperi, ruponeso rwangu kuzvizvarwa zvose.”
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?
Muka, muka! Zvishongedze nesimba, iwe ruoko rwaJehovha; muka, sepamazuva akare, sepazvizvarwa zvakare. Ko, hausiwe wakagura-gura Rahabhi, ukabaya chikara chiya here?
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?
Hausiwe wakaomesa gungwa here, iyo mvura yokwakadzika zvikuru, ukaita mugwagwa makadzika megungwa kuitira kuti vakadzikinurwa vayambuke?
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.
Vakasunungurwa vaJehovha vachadzoka. Vachapinda muZioni vachiimba; mufaro usingaperi uchava korona pamisoro yavo. Mufaro nokupembera zvichafashukira, uye kusuwa nokukahadzika zvichatiza.
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?
“Ini, iyeni, ndini iye anokunyaradzai. Ndiwe aniko unotya vanhu vanofa, vanakomana vavanhu, ivo uswa zvahwo,
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?
kuti ukanganwe Jehovha Muiti wako, akatatamura matenga, akateya nheyo dzenyika, kuti ugare uchitya mazuva ose nokuda kwehasha dzomumanikidzi, uyo akarerekera kukuparadza? Ko, hasha dzomumanikidzi dziripi?
14 The captive hath hastened to be loosed, —That he might not die in the pit. Neither should, his bread, be cut off.
Vasungwa vakatapwa vachakurumidza kusunungurwa; havazofiri mumakomba avo, kana kuzoshayiwa chingwa.
15 But, I—Yahweh, am thy God, Who threw into commotion the sea And the waves thereof roared, —Yahweh of hosts, is his name.
Nokuti ndini Jehovha Mwari wako, anomutsa gungwa kuti mafungu aro atinhire, Jehovha Wamasimba Ose ndiro zita rake.
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!
Ndakaisa mashoko angu mumuromo mako, ndikakufukidza nomumvuri woruoko rwangu, iyeni ndakagadzika matenga panzvimbo yawo, iyeni ndakateya nheyo dzenyika, uye ndinoti kuZioni, ‘Muri vanhu vangu.’”
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.
Muka, muka! Simuka, iwe Jerusarema, iwe wakanwa kubva muruoko rwaJehovha, mukombe wehasha dzake, iwe wakasveta kusvikira wapera kuti tsvai, iwo mukombe unoita kuti vanhu vadzedzereke.
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.
Pavanakomana vose vaakabereka pakanga pasina anomutungamirira; pavanakomana vose vaakarera pakanga pasina aimusesedza noruoko rwake.
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?
Njodzi mbiri idzi dzauya pamusoro pako, ndianiko angakunyaradza? Dzinoti: kuva dongo nokuparadzwa, nzara nomunondo; ndianiko anogona kukunyaradza?
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.
Vanakomana vako vaziya; vanovata panotangira migwagwa, kufanana nemhara yabatwa mumumbure. Vakazadzwa nehasha dzaJehovha nokutuka kwaMwari wako.
21 Therefore, hear, I pray thee, this, thou humbled one, —And drunken but not with wine: —
Naizvozvo inzwa izvi, iwe munhu wokutambudzika, wakadhakiswa asi kwete newaini.
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;
Zvanzi naIshe Jehovha Mwari wako, anodzivirira vanhu vake, “Tarira, ndabvisa muruoko rwako mukombe wakakuita kuti udzedzereke; kubva pamukombe uyo, iwo mukombe wehasha dzangu, hauchazounwizve.
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.
Ndichauisa mumaoko avatambudzi vako, ivo vanoti kwauri, ‘Zvambarara pasi kuti tifambe napamusoro pako.’ Iwe wakaita kuti musana wako uve sapasi, kufanana nomugwagwa unofambwa nawo.”
