Isaiah 57
1 The righteous one, hath perished, And not a man, hath taken it to heart—Yea the men of lovingkindness, have been withdrawn No one considering, That from the presence of calamity, hath the righteous been withdrawn.
Olódodo ṣègbé kò sí ẹnìkan tí ó rò ó lọ́kàn ara rẹ̀; a mú àwọn ẹni mímọ́ lọ, kò sì ṣí ẹni tó yé pé a ti mú àwọn olódodo lọ láti yọ wọ́n kúrò nínú ibi.
2 He entereth into peace, Let them rest upon their couches, —Each one who went on a straight path.
Gbogbo àwọn tí ń rìn déédé ń wọ inú àlàáfíà; wọ́n rí ìsinmi bí wọ́n ti ń sùn nínú ikú.
3 But, ye, …draw near hither, Ye sons of divination, —Ye seed of an adulterer when your mother committed unchastity!
“Ṣùgbọ́n ẹ súnmọ́ ìhìn-ín, ẹ̀yin ọmọ aláfọ̀ṣẹ, ẹ̀yin irú-ọmọ panṣágà àti àgbèrè!
4 Against whom would ye disport yourselves? Against whom would ye widen the mouth and lengthen the tongue, —Are not, ye, Children of transgression, A Seed of falsehood.
Ta ni ó fi ń ṣẹlẹ́yà? Ta ni o ń yọ ṣùtì sí tí o sì yọ ahọ́n síta? Ẹ̀yin kì í ha ṣe ọlọ̀tẹ̀ ènìyàn bí, àti ìran àwọn òpùrọ́?
5 Who inflame yourselves With the terebinths, Under every green tree—Slaying the children, In the torrent-valleys, Under the clefts of the crags:
Ẹ gbinájẹ fún ìṣekúṣe láàrín igi óákù àti lábẹ́ gbogbo igi tí ń gbilẹ̀; ẹ fi àwọn ọmọ yín rú ẹbọ nínú kòtò jíjìn àti lábẹ́ àwọn pàlàpálá òkúta.
6 Among the smooth stones of the torrent—valley, is thy portion. They, they, are thy lot; Even to them, hast thou Poured out a drink-offering. Caused to ascend a gift. Over these things, can I cease to grieve?
Àwọn ère tí ó wà ní àárín òkúta dídán wọ́n n nì, nínú kòtò jíjìn ni ìpín in yín; àwọ̀n ni ìpín in yín. Bẹ́ẹ̀ ni, sí wọn ni ẹ ti ta ọrẹ ohun mímu yín sílẹ̀ àti láti ta ọrẹ ìyẹ̀fun. Nítorí àwọn nǹkan wọ̀nyí, ǹjẹ́ ó yẹ kí n dáwọ́ dúró?
7 On a mountain high and uplifted, hast thou set thy couch, —Even thither, hast thou gone up, to offer sacrifice;
Ìwọ ti ṣe ibùsùn rẹ lórí òkè gíga tí ó rẹwà; níbẹ̀ ni ẹ lọ láti lọ ṣe ìrúbọ yín.
8 And behind the door and the post, hast thou set thy symbol, For, with another than me, hast thou uncovered thyself and gone up—Hast widened thy couch, And hast solemnised for thyself a covenant from them, Thou hast loved their couch a sign, hast thou seen;
Lẹ́yìn àwọn ìlẹ̀kùn yín àti òpó ìlẹ̀kùn yín níbẹ̀ ni ẹ fi àwọn àmì òrìṣà yín sí. Ní kíkọ̀ mí sílẹ̀, ẹ ṣí ibùsùn yín sílẹ̀, ẹ gun orí rẹ̀ lọ, ẹ sì ṣí i sílẹ̀ gbagada; ẹ ṣe àdéhùn pẹ̀lú àwọn tí ẹ fẹ́ràn ibùsùn wọn, ẹ̀yin sì ń wo ìhòhò wọn.
9 And hast gone to the king with oil, And hast multiplied thy perfumes, —And hast sent thy messengers afar, And…lowered thyself as far as hades! (Sheol h7585)
Ẹ̀yin lọ sí Moleki pẹ̀lú òróró olifi ẹ sì fi kún òórùn dídùn yín. Ẹ rán ikọ̀ yín lọ jìnnà réré; ẹ sọ̀kalẹ̀ sí ibojì pẹ̀lú! (Sheol h7585)
10 With the length of thy journey, thou wast wearied, Thou didst not say, Hopeless! The reviving of thy power, thou didst find, For this cause, hast thou not become sick.
Àwọn ọ̀nà yín gbogbo ti mú àárẹ̀ ba á yín, ṣùgbọ́n ẹ kò ní sọ pé, ‘Kò sí ìrètí mọ́?’ Ẹ rí okun kún agbára yín, nípa bẹ́ẹ̀ òòyì kò kọ́ ọ yín.
11 Whom then hadst thou been anxious about and feared that thou shouldest speak falsely, When me, thou rememberedst not, caredst not for me? Did not, I, keep silence even from age-past times, Although me, thou wouldest not fear?
“Ta ni ó ń pá yín láyà tí ń bà yín lẹ́rù tí ẹ fi ń ṣèké sí mi, àti tí ẹ̀yin kò fi rántí mi tàbí kí ẹ rò yí nínú ọkàn yín? Ǹjẹ́ kì í ṣe nítorí dídákẹ́ jẹ́ẹ́ mi fún ìgbà pípẹ́ tí ẹ̀yin kò fi bẹ̀rù mi?
12 I, will expose thy righteousness, —And thy works—but they will not profit thee!
Èmi yóò ṣí òdodo yín páyà àti iṣẹ́ yín, wọn kì yóò sì ṣe yín ní àǹfààní.
13 When thou makest outcry, let thy gathered throngs deliver thee! But all of them, shall A wind, catch up—A breath, take away! Whereas he that seeketh refuge in me, Shall inherit the land, And possess my holy mountain.
Nígbà tí ẹ bá kígbe fún ìrànlọ́wọ́ ẹ jẹ́ kí àkójọ àwọn ère yín gbà yín! Atẹ́gùn yóò gbá gbogbo wọn lọ, èémí lásán làsàn ni yóò gbá wọn lọ. Ṣùgbọ́n ẹni tí ó bá fi mí ṣe ààbò rẹ̀ ni yóò jogún ilẹ̀ náà yóò sì jogún òkè mímọ́ mi.”
14 And one said—Cast ye up—cast ye up, prepare ye a way, —Lift the stumbling-block out of the way of my people.
A ó sì sọ wí pé: “Tún mọ, tún mọ, tún ọ̀nà náà ṣe! Ẹ mú àwọn ohun ìkọ̀sẹ̀ kúrò ní ọ̀nà àwọn ènìyàn mi.”
15 For, thus, saith he that is high and lifted up—Inhabiting futurity, And, holy, is his name: A high and holy place, will I inhabit, Also with the crushed and lowly in spirit, To revive the spirit of the lowly, and To revive the heart of them who are crushed; —
Nítorí èyí ni ohun tí Ẹni gíga àti ọlọ́lá jùlọ wí ẹni tí ó wà títí láé, tí orúkọ rẹ̀ jẹ́ mímọ́: “Mo ń gbé ní ibi gíga àti ibi mímọ́, ṣùgbọ́n pẹ̀lú ẹni n nì tí ó ní ìròbìnújẹ́ àti ẹ̀mí ìrẹ̀lẹ̀, láti sọ ẹ̀mí onírẹ̀lẹ̀ náà jí àti láti sọ ẹ̀mí oníròbìnújẹ́ n nì jí.
16 For not age-abidingly, will I contend, Nor perpetually, will I be wroth, —For, spirit, before me, would faint, Even the breathing souls, which, I, had made.
Èmi kì yóò fẹ̀sùn kan ni títí láé, tàbí kí n máa bínú sá á, nítorí nígbà náà ni ọkàn ènìyàn yóò rẹ̀wẹ̀sì níwájú mi èémí ènìyàn tí mo ti dá.
17 Because of his iniquitous gain, was I wroth—and smote him Hiding myself that I might be wroth, —But he went on turning aside in the way of his own heart.
Inú bí mi nítorí ẹ̀ṣẹ̀ ọ̀kánjúwà rẹ̀; mo fìyà jẹ ẹ́, mo sì fojú mi pamọ́ ní ìbínú; síbẹ̀, ó tẹ̀síwájú nínú tinú-mi-ni n ó ṣe ọ̀nà rẹ̀.
18 His ways, have I beheld, That I might heal him, —And guide him, And restore consolations to him and to his mourners:
Èmi ti rí ọ̀nà rẹ̀ gbogbo, ṣùgbọ́n Èmi yóò wò ó sàn; Èmi yóò tọ́ ọ ṣọ́nà n ó sì mú ìtùnú tọ̀ ọ́ wá,
19 Creating the fruit of the lips—Prosperity! Prosperity! For him that is far off and for him that is near saith Yahweh, So should I heal him.
ní dídá ìyìn sí ètè àwọn tí ń ṣọ̀fọ̀ ní Israẹli. Àlàáfíà, àlàáfíà fún àwọn tí ó wà lókèèrè àti nítòsí,” ni Olúwa wí, “Àti pé, Èmi yóò wo wọ́n sàn.”
20 But, the lawless, are like the sea when tossed, —For, rest, it cannot! But its waters toss out mire and dirt.
Ṣùgbọ́n àwọn ìkà dàbí i ríru Òkun tí kò le è sinmi, tí ìgbì rẹ̀ ń rú pẹ̀tẹ̀pẹ́tẹ̀ àti ẹrọ̀fọ̀ sókè.
21 No well-being, saith my God, to the lawless!
“Kò sí àlàáfíà fún àwọn ìkà,” ni Ọlọ́run mi wí.
