Isaiah 33
1 Woe to you who destroy, but you weren’t destroyed, and who betray, but nobody betrayed you! When you have finished destroying, you will be destroyed; and when you have finished betrayal, you will be betrayed.
Væ qui prædaris, nonne et ipse prædaberis? et qui spernis, nonne et ipse sperneris? cum consummaveris deprædationem, deprædaberis: cum fatigatus desieris contemnere, contemneris.
2 Yahweh, be gracious to us. We have waited for you. Be our strength every morning, our salvation also in the time of trouble.
Domine miserere nostri: te enim expectavimus: esto brachium nostrum in mane, et salus nostra in tempore tribulationis.
3 At the noise of the thunder, the peoples have fled. When you lift yourself up, the nations are scattered.
A voce angeli fugerunt populi, et ab exaltatione tua dispersæ sunt gentes.
4 Your plunder will be gathered as the caterpillar gathers. Men will leap on it as locusts leap.
Et congregabuntur spolia vestra sicut colligitur bruchus, velut cum fossæ plenæ fuerint de eo.
5 Yahweh is exalted, for he dwells on high. He has filled Zion with justice and righteousness.
Magnificatus est Dominus, quoniam habitavit in excelso: implevit Sion iudicio et iustitia.
6 There will be stability in your times, abundance of salvation, wisdom, and knowledge. The fear of Yahweh is your treasure.
Et erit fides in temporibus tuis: divitiæ salutis sapientia et scientia: timor Domini ipse est thesaurus eius.
7 Behold, their valiant ones cry outside; the ambassadors of peace weep bitterly.
Ecce videntes clamabunt foris, angeli pacis amare flebunt.
8 The highways are desolate. The traveling man ceases. The covenant is broken. He has despised the cities. He doesn’t respect man.
Dissipatæ sunt viæ, cessavit transiens per semitam, irritum factum est pactum, proiecit civitates, non reputavit homines.
9 The land mourns and languishes. Lebanon is confounded and withers away. Sharon is like a desert, and Bashan and Carmel are stripped bare.
Luxit, et elanguit terra: confusus est Libanus, et obsorduit, et factus est Saron sicut desertum: et concussa est Basan, et Carmelus.
10 “Now I will arise,” says Yahweh. “Now I will lift myself up. Now I will be exalted.
Nunc consurgam, dicit Dominus: nunc exaltabor, nunc sublevabor.
11 You will conceive chaff. You will give birth to stubble. Your breath is a fire that will devour you.
Concipietis ardorem, parietis stipulam: spiritus vester ut ignis vorabit vos.
12 The peoples will be like the burning of lime, like thorns that are cut down and burned in the fire.
Et erunt populi quasi de incendio cinis, spinæ congregatæ igni comburentur.
13 Hear, you who are far off, what I have done; and, you who are near, acknowledge my might.”
Audite qui longe estis, quæ fecerim, et cognoscite vicini fortitudinem meam.
14 The sinners in Zion are afraid. Trembling has seized the godless ones. Who among us can live with the devouring fire? Who among us can live with everlasting burning?
Conterriti sunt in Sion peccatores, possedit tremor hypocritas. quis poterit habitare de vobis cum igne devorante? quis habitabit ex vobis cum ardoribus sempiternis?
15 He who walks righteously and speaks blamelessly, he who despises the gain of oppressions, who gestures with his hands, refusing to take a bribe, who stops his ears from hearing of bloodshed, and shuts his eyes from looking at evil—
Qui ambulat in iustitiis, et loquitur veritatem, qui proiicit avaritiam ex calumnia, et excutit manus suas ab omni munere, qui obturat aures suas ne audiat sanguinem, et claudit oculos suos ne videat malum.
16 he will dwell on high. His place of defense will be the fortress of rocks. His bread will be supplied. His waters will be sure.
Iste in excelsis habitabit, munimenta saxorum sublimitas eius: panis ei datus est, aquæ eius fideles sunt.
17 Your eyes will see the king in his beauty. They will see a distant land.
Regem in decore suo videbunt oculi eius, cernent terram de longe.
18 Your heart will meditate on the terror. Where is he who counted? Where is he who weighed? Where is he who counted the towers?
Cor tuum meditabitur timorem: ubi est litteratus? ubi legis verba ponderans? ubi doctor parvulorum?
19 You will no longer see the fierce people, a people of a deep speech that you can’t comprehend, with a strange language that you can’t understand.
Populum impudentem non videbis, populum alti sermonis: ita ut non possis intelligere disertitudinem linguæ eius, in quo nulla est sapientia.
20 Look at Zion, the city of our appointed festivals. Your eyes will see Jerusalem, a quiet habitation, a tent that won’t be removed. Its stakes will never be plucked up, nor will any of its cords be broken.
Respice Sion civitatem sollemnitatis nostræ: oculi tui videbunt Ierusalem, habitationem opulentam, tabernaculum, quod nequaquam transferri poterit: nec auferentur clavi eius in sempiternum, et omnes funiculi eius non rumpentur:
21 But there Yahweh will be with us in majesty, a place of wide rivers and streams, in which no galley with oars will go, neither will any gallant ship pass by there.
quia solummodo ibi magnificus est Dominus noster: locus fluviorum rivi latissimi et patentes: non transibit per eum navis remigum, neque trieris magna transgredietur eum.
22 For Yahweh is our judge. Yahweh is our lawgiver. Yahweh is our king. He will save us.
Dominus enim iudex noster: Dominus legifer noster, Dominus rex noster: ipse salvabit nos.
23 Your rigging is untied. They couldn’t strengthen the foot of their mast. They couldn’t spread the sail. Then the prey of a great plunder was divided. The lame took the prey.
Laxati sunt funiculi tui, et non prævalebunt: sic erit malus tuus ut dilatare signum non queas. Tunc dividentur spolia prædarum multarum: claudi diripient rapinam.
24 The inhabitant won’t say, “I am sick.” The people who dwell therein will be forgiven their iniquity.
Nec dicet vicinus: Elangui: populus qui habitat in ea, auferetur ab eo iniquitas.
