Isaiah 54
1 Shout in triumph, O barren one, Who hadst not borne, —Break forth into shouts of triumph—and trill thy voice, Who hadst not travailed in birth, For, more, are the children of the Desolate Than the children of Her who had the husband, Saith Yahweh.
Caya nu loh tamhoe laeh, aka cun noek pawt long khaw tamlung neh rhong saeh, aka vawn pawt khaw hlampan saeh. BOEIPA loh, “Rhukom kah a ca rhoek lakah aka pong kah a ca ping ngai coeng,” a ti.
2 Enlarge the space of thy tent And the curtains of thy habitations, let them spread forth do not spare, —Lengthen thy cords, And thy tent-pins, make thou fast;
Na dap hmuen te aek lamtah na dungtlungim kah himbaiyan khaw yueng dae. Na liva hlawt ham khaw tuemsoem boel lamtah na hlingcong te caang sak.
3 For, on the right hand and on the left, shalt thou break forth, —And thy seed, shall of the nations, take possession, And forsaken cities, shall they cause to be inhabited.
Banvoei bantang la na pungtai vetih na tiingan loh namtom te a pang. Te vaengah khopuei aka pong ah khaw kho a sak uh ni.
4 Do not fear for thou shalt not turn pale, Neither feel disgraced for thou shalt not be put to the blush, —For, the shame of thy youth, shalt thou forget, And the reproach of thy widowhood, shalt thou remember no more;
Rhih boeh, yah na pok mahpawh. Hmaithae na lo pawt vetih na hmai tal mahpawh. Na cacawn vaengkah yahpohnah na hnilh bitni. Na nuhmai vaengkah kokhahnah khaw na poek voel mahpawh.
5 For, thy husband, is, thy Maker, Yahweh of hosts, is his Name, —And, thy redeemer, the Holy One of Israel, The God of all the earth, shall he be called.
Nang aka yuu nah tih nang aka saii kah a ming tah caempuei BOEIPA ni. Nang aka tlan, Israel kah a cim tah diklai pum kah Pathen la a khue.
6 For, like a wife forsaken and grieved in spirit, hath Yahweh called thee, —Even the wife of youthful days, in that thou wast rejected saith thy God.
A hnoo uh dongah mueihla ngaihlih nu bangla nang te BOEIPA loh ng'khue ni. Te dongah na camoe kah na Pathen loh, “Na yuu te khaw a hnawt,” a ti.
7 For a small moment, I forsook thee, —But, with abounding compassions, do I embrace thee:
Mikhaptok ca nang kan hnoo dae haidamnah neh a tanglue la nang kan coi bitni.
8 In an overflow of vexation, I hid my face for a moment, from thee, But, with lovingkindness age-abiding, have I had compassion on thee, —saith thy Redeemer Yahweh.
“Thinhul tuiphul vaengah tah ka maelhmai he nang taeng lamloh mikhaptok ah ka thuh coeng dae kumhal kah sitlohnah neh nang kan haidam,” tila nang aka tlan Yahovah loh a thui.
9 For, the waters of Noah, is this unto me, —As to which I sware that the waters of Noah should not again pass over the earth, So have I sworn Not to be vexed with thee Nor to rebuke thee.
Kai ham tah tahae kah he Noah kah tui van pawn ni. Noah tui loh a khuk vaengah diklai ham ka toemngam te nang taengkah ka thintoek ah ni ka toemngam tih nang kan tluung.
10 For, the mountains, may move away, And the hills, may be shaken, —But, my lovingkindness, from thee, shall not move away, And, my covenant of peace, shall not be shaken, saith he who hath compassion upon thee—Yahweh.
“Tlang rhoek te nong uh tih som rhoek ke tuen uh cakhaw kai kah sitlohnah he nang taeng lamloh nong mahpawh. Kai kah rhoepnah paipi tah tuen mahpawh,” tila nang aka haidam BOEIPA loh a thui.
11 O thou humbled one storm-tossed, uncomforted, —Lo! I, am about to set in antimony, thy stones, And will found thee in sapphires;
Mangdaeng loh a thikthuek khaw damti pawh. Kai loh namah kah canglung lungto neh kan kol sak dongah minhum dongah nang kan hol bitni.
12 And make rubies, thy battlements, And thy gates, sparkling stones, —And, all thy boundaries, stones of delight;
Na puthue te aithilung, na vongka te hmaihli lungto neh, na khorhi boeih te danngaih lungto neh kan saii ni.
13 And, all thy children, shall be the instructed of Yahweh, —And, great, shall be the prosperity of thy children.
Na ca rhoek te BOEIPA loh boeih a lolmang thil vetih na ca rhoek kah rhoepnah khaw ping ni.
14 In righteousness, shalt thou be established, —Be thou far from oppression—But indeed thou shalt not fear, And from crushing calamity—But indeed it shall not come nigh unto thee.
Duengnah dongah n'cikngae sak vetih, hnaemtaeknah lamloh na lakhla pawn ni. Na rhih voel pawt vetih porhaknah khaw nang taengla ha pawk voel mahpawh.
15 Lo! they would, quarrel, with thee—not at all from me, —Whoso hath quarrelled with thee, over thee, shall fall.
A mae la aka mae te khaw kai lamkah moenih he. Nang aka mae te khaw namah taengah cungku bitni.
16 Lo! I, have created the smith, who bloweth up a fire of coals, And who bringeth forth an instrument for his work, —And, I, have created the waster to destroy:
Hmaisa-aek hmai aka hmut kutthai khaw kamah long ni ka suen ne. A bisai te hnopai la a poeh sak akhaw laikoi sak ham kutcaihnah khaw kai loh ka suen pah coeng.
17 No instrument formed against thee, shall prosper, And every tongue that riseth against thee in judgment, shalt thou prove to be lawless, —This is the inheritance of the servants of Yahweh. And, their righteousness, is from me, Declareth Yahweh.
Hnopai tom te nang taengah hlinsai cakhaw thaihtak mahpawh. Laitloeknah dongah ol cungkuem loh nang n'tlai thil cakhaw na boe mahpawh. BOEIPA kah olphong dongah tah tahae kah he BOEIPA sal rhoek kah rho neh kamah taeng lamkah duengnah la om.
A Dove is Sent Forth from the Ark
