Isaiah 63
1 Who is this coming in from Edom With bright-red garments, from Bozrah? This made splendid in his raiment, Marching on in the greatness of his strength? I, speaking in righteousness, Mighty to save.
Ani ono ava mu Edomu mu kibuga Bozula anekaanekanye mu ngoye emyufu. Ani ono ali mu ngoye za bakabaka akumba mu bukulu bw’ekitiibwa kye? “Ye nze alangirira obutuukirivu, ow’amaanyi okulokola.”
2 Wherefore is there red, on thy raiment, —And thy garments as of one treading in a wine-trough?
Lwaki oyambadde ebyambalo ebimyufu ng’eby’omusogozi w’omu ssogolero lya wayini?
3 A winepress, have I trodden, alone, And of the peoples, there was no man with me. So I trod them down in mine anger, And trampled upon them, in mine indignation, —And their life-blood besprinkled my garments, And all mine apparel, I defiled;
“Nva kulinnyirira amawanga nga emizabbibu, tewali n’omu yajja kunnyambako. Nabalinnyiririra mu busungu era omusaayi gwabwe ne gusammukira ku ngoye zange, era guyiise ku byambalo byange.
4 For, a day of avenging, was in my heart, And the year of my redeemed, had come.
Kubanga olunaku olw’okununula abantu bange lwali lutuuse, olunaku olw’okuwoolera eggwanga abalabe baabwe.
5 Therefore looked I around, and there was none to help, —And I was astonished that there was none to uphold, —So, mine own arm brought me salvation, And mine indignation, the same upheld me;
Natunula naye nga tewali n’omu ayinza kunnyamba, newuunya okulaba nga tewaali n’omu ayinza kunkwatirako. Kale omukono gwange ne gundeetera obuwanguzi, era obusungu bwange ne bunnyweza.
6 Then trod I down peoples in mine anger, And make them drunk with mine indignation, And brought down to the earth their life-blood.
Mu busungu bwange nalinnyirira abantu, mu kiruyi kyange ne mbatamiiza, omusaayi gwabwe ne nguyiwa ku ttaka.”
7 The lovingkindness of Yahweh, will I recall the praises of Yahweh, According to all that Yahweh hath bestowed upon us, —Even the abundance of goodness to the house of Israel, Which he bestowed upon them—According to his compassions and According to the abundance of his lovingkindness.
Ndibuulira ku bulungi bwa Mukama, ebikolwa ebyamugwanyisa okutenderezebwa, okusinziira ku byonna Mukama by’atukoledde; weewaawo ebirungi ebingi by’akoledde ennyumba ya Isirayiri, okusinziira ku kisa kye, okusinziira ku bungi bw’okwagala kwe okutajjulukuka.
8 Therefore he said—Surely my people, they are, Sons, they will not act falsely! So he became their saviour.
Yagamba nti, “Ddala bantu bange, abaana aboobulenzi abatannimbelimbe,” era bw’atyo n’afuuka omulokozi waabwe.
9 In all their affliction, he, was afflicted And the messenger of his presence saved them, In his love and in his pity, he, redeemed them, —And then lifted them up and carried them all the days of the age-past time.
Yabonaabonera wamu nabo mu kubonaabona kwabwe kwonna, era malayika ayimirira mu maaso ge n’abawonya. Mu kwagala kwe n’ekisa kye yabanunula; yabayimusa n’abeetikka mu nnaku zonna ez’edda.
10 But, they, rebelled, and grieved his Holy Spirit, —And so he turned against them as an enemy, he himself, fought against them.
Naye baajeema ne banyiiza Mwoyo Mutukuvu, kyeyava abakyukira n’afuuka omulabe waabwe era ye kennyini n’abalwanyisa.
11 Then were recalled the days of the age-past time Moses—his people: —Where is he that led them up out of the sea with the shepherds of his flock? Where is he that put within him his Holy Spirit?
Ne balyoka bajjukira ennaku ez’edda, ennaku ez’edda eza Musa n’abantu be; aluwa oyo eyabayisa mu nnyanja n’omulunzi w’ekisibo kye. Aluwa oyo eyateeka Mwoyo Mutukuvu wakati mu bo
12 That caused to go at the right hand of Moses his own majestic arm, —Cleaving the waters from before them, To make himself an age-abiding name:
eyatuma omukono gwe ogw’ekitiibwa ogw’amaanyi okubeera ku mukono gwa Musa ogwa ddyo, eyayawulamu amazzi nga balaba, yeekolere erinnya ery’emirembe n’emirembe?
13 Causing them to go through the roaring deeps, —Like a horse through the wilderness, That they should not stumble?
Ani eyabakulembera n’abayisa mu buziba? Ng’embalaasi mu nsi eyeetadde enjereere tebeesittala.
14 As a beast, into the valley, goeth down, The Spirit of Yahweh, causeth him to rest, So, didst thou lead thy people, To make thyself a majestic name!
Ng’ente ezigenda mu nsi eyeetadde, Omwoyo wa Mukama yabawummuza. Bw’otyo bwe wakulembera abantu bo okwekolera erinnya ery’ettendo.
15 Look thou down, out of the heavens and see, Out of the high abode of thy holiness and of thy majesty, —Where are thy jealousy, and thy mighty deeds? The resounding of thy yearning affection, and thy compassions towards me, are they restrained?
Tunula wansi ng’oli waggulu mu ggulu olabe, ng’oli ku ntebe yo ey’ekitiibwa egulumidde entukuvu. Obunyiikivu bwo n’ebikolwa byo eby’amaanyi biri ludda wa? Obulungi bwo n’ekisa bitukwekeddwa.
16 For, thou, art our father, Though, Abraham, knew us not, And Israel could not acknowledge us, —Thou, O Yahweh, art our father, Our Redeemer from the Age-past time, is thy name.
Ggwe Kitaffe, wadde nga Ibulayimu tatumanyi era nga Isirayiri tatutegeera, Ayi Mukama Katonda, ggwe Kitaffe Omununuzi waffe okuva edda n’edda lye linnya lyo.
17 Wherefore shouldst thou suffer us to wander O Yahweh, from thy ways? Wherefore shouldst thou let us harden our heart past revering thee? Return thou for the sake of Thy servants, The tribes thou thyself hast inherited.
Ayi Mukama Katonda, lwaki otuleka ne tuva ku makubo go, n’okakanyaza omutima gwaffe, ne tutakutya? Komawo olw’obulungi bw’abaddu bo amawanga g’omugabo gwo.
18 For a short time only, did thy holy people hold possession, —Our adversaries, trod down thy sanctuary!
Abantu bo abatukuvu baali mu kifo kyo ekitukuvu akaseera katono, naye kaakano abalabe baffe bakirinnyiridde.
19 We have become like those Over whom from age-past times, thou hast not ruled, Who have never been called by thy name!
Ffe tuli bantu bo okuva edda n’edda; naye bo tobafuganga, tebayitibwanga linnya lyo.
