Isaiah 6
1 In the year that King Uzziah died, I saw My Lord, sitting upon a throne high and lifted up, and, his skirts, did fill the temple,
Nʼafọ ahụ, mgbe eze bụ Ụzaya nwụrụ, ahụrụ m Onyenwe anyị ka ọ nọ nʼocheeze ya dị oke elu. Ọnụ ọnụ ala uwe ya jupụtara ụlọnsọ ukwuu ya.
2 Seraphim, were standing above him; six wings severally, had each one, —With twain, he covered his face And with twain, he covered his feet And with twain, he did fly.
Ndị na-erugharị nʼelu ocheeze ya bụ ndị mmụọ ozi a na-akpọ seraf, ndị nwere nku isii. Ha ji nku ha abụọ kpuchie ihu ha; abụọ ka ha ji kpuchie ụkwụ ha, abụọ nke fọdụrụ ka ha ji na-efegharị.
3 And they continued crying out one to another, and said, Holy—holy—holy, is Yahweh of hosts, —the fulness of the whole earth, is his glory.
Ha na-abụrịtara onwe ha abụ, sị, “Nsọ, Nsọ, Nsọ, ka Onyenwe anyị, Onye pụrụ ime ihe niile dị. Ụwa niile jupụtara nʼebube ya.”
4 And the foundations of the porch, were moved at the voice of him that cried, —and the house, was filled with smoke.
Nʼihi ụda olu ha, ọnụ ụzọ na mgbidi ụlọnsọ mara jijiji, ụlọ ahụ jupụtara nʼanwụrụ ọkụ.
5 Then said I—Woe to me!—for I am undone, Because a man of unclean lips, am, I, And in the midst of a people of unclean lips, do I dwell, —For the King. Yahweh of hosts, have mine eyes seen!
Etiri m mkpu akwa sị. “Ewoo! Onye nwụrụ anwụ ka m bụ, nʼihi na onye mmehie ka m bụ, egbugbere ọnụ m bụ egbugbere ọnụ rụrụ arụ; ọ bụkwa nʼetiti ndị egbugbere ọnụ ha rụrụ arụ ka m bi. Ugbu a, ejirila m anya m hụ Onyenwe anyị, Onye pụrụ ime ihe niile, onye bụ Eze ukwu ahụ!”
6 Then flew unto me one of the seraphim, And in his hand, a live coal, —With tongs, had he taken it from off the altar.
Mgbe ahụ, otu nʼime seraf ndị ahụ sitere nʼebe ọ nọ fekwute m, were mkpa gụta otu icheku dị ọkụ site nʼebe ịchụ aja.
7 Then touched he my mouth, and said—Lo! this hath touched thy lips, —Thus shall be taken away, thine iniquity, And, thy sin, by propitiation be covered.
O weere icheku ọkụ ahụ sọtụ m nʼọnụ, sị m, “Ugbu a, a gụọla gị dịka onye dị ọcha, nʼihi na icheku a emetụla gị nʼọnụ. A gbagharakwala gị mmehie gị niile.”
8 Then heard I the voice of My Lord, saying, Whom shall I send? And who will go for us? And I said—Here am I—send me.
Mgbe ahụ, anụrụ m olu Onyenwe anyị ka ọ na-ajụ, “Onye ka m ga-eziga? Onye ga-ejekwara anyị?” Asịrị m, “Lee m, ziga m.”
9 Then said he—Go and say unto this people, —Hear on but do not discern, See on but do not perceive:
Ọ siri, “Gaa gwa ndị a sị, “‘Na-anụnụ, ma unu aghọtala, na-elenụ anya ma unu ahụla.’
10 Stupefy thou the heart of this people, And their ears, make thou heavy, And their eyes, overspread, —Lest they see with their eyes And with their ears, should hear, And their heart should discern and come back. And they be healed.
Mee ka obi ndị a maa abụba, dịkwa arọ, mee ka ntị ha kpọchie, mechiekwa anya ha. Ma ọ bụghị otu a, ha nwere ike iji anya ha hụ ụzọ, jiri ntị ha nụ ihe, jirikwa obi ha ghọta, ma chigharịa bụrụ ndị a gwọrọ.”
11 Then said I—How long, My Lord? And he said—Until the time that Cities be wasted through having no inhabitant And houses—through having no men, And, the ground, be laid waste unto desolation;
Ma ekwuru m sị, “Onyenwe m, ọ bụ ruo ole mgbe?” Ọ zara, “Ọ bụ ruo mgbe obodo ha tọgbọrọ nʼefu, mgbe ọ na-adịghị onye ga-afọdụ nʼime ya; mgbe ụlọ obibi ha niile ga-atọgbọrọ nʼefu, mgbe e bibisịrị ala ubi ha niile.
12 And Yahweh have far removed men, —And great! be the abandonment in the midst of the land.
Ọ bụ ruo mgbe Onyenwe anyị zigara onye ọbụla gaa ebe dị anya, ala niile atọgbọkwara nʼefu.
13 Yet still shall there be in it a tenth, Though it again be consumed, —Like an oak and like a terebinth Which when felled, have a stock in them, A holy seed, shall be the stock thereof.
Ma ọ bụrụkwa na otu ụzọ nʼime ụzọ iri nʼime ha niile afọdụ nʼala a, a ga-eme ka ọ laa nʼiyi. Ma dịka osisi terebint na osisi ook na-ahapụ ogwe mgbe e gbujiri ha, ya mere mkpụrụ nsọ ahụ ga-abụ ogwe osisi nʼala ahụ.”
