Isaiah 40
1 “Comfort, comfort my people,” says your God.
Kasịenụ ndị m obi, kasịenụ ha obi, ka Chineke gị kwuru.
2 “Speak comfortably to Jerusalem, and call out to her that her warfare is accomplished, that her iniquity is pardoned, that she has received of Yahweh’s hand double for all her sins.”
Were nwayọọ gwa Jerusalem okwu, gwa ya; na ụbọchị ọjọọ ya niile agwụla, na a kwụzuola ụgwọ mmehie ya niile, na o sitela nʼaka Onyenwe anyị nata ụgwọ ọrụ karịrị okpukpu abụọ nke mmehie ya niile.
3 The voice of one who calls out, “Prepare the way of Yahweh in the wilderness! Make a level highway in the desert for our God.
Otu onye na-eti mkpu sị, “Dozienụ ụzọ nye Onyenwe anyị nʼime ọzara, meenụ ka ụzọ atụliri atụli guzozie kwem nʼime ọzara nye Chineke anyị.
4 Every valley shall be exalted, and every mountain and hill shall be made low. The uneven shall be made level, and the rough places a plain.
A ga-eme ka ndagwurugwu ọbụla dị elu, ugwu ọbụla na ugwu nta ọbụla ka a ga-emekwa ka ọ dị ala, ebe niile dị mkputamkpu ka a ga-eme ka o guzo kwem, meekwa ka ebe niile dị ndakoro ndakoro dịrị larịị.
5 Yahweh’s glory shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together; for the mouth of Yahweh has spoken it.”
Nʼihi na a ga-ekpughepụ ebube Onyenwe anyị, mmadụ niile ga-ahụkọkwa ya nʼotu. Nʼihi na ọnụ Onyenwe anyị ekwuola ya.”
6 The voice of one saying, “Cry out!” One said, “What shall I cry?” “All flesh is like grass, and all its glory is like the flower of the field.
Olu ahụ sịrị, “Tie mkpu!” Ma ajụrụ m sị, “Gịnị ka m ga-eti?” “Mmadụ niile dị ka ahịhịa, ikwesi ntụkwasị obi ha niile dịkwa ka okoko osisi ọhịa.
7 The grass withers, the flower fades, because Yahweh’s breath blows on it. Surely the people are like grass.
Ahịhịa na-akpọnwụ, okoko osisi na-achanwụ, nʼihi nʼokuku ume nke Onyenwe anyị na-ekukwasị ya. Nʼezie, ahịhịa ka ndị mmadụ bụ.
8 The grass withers, the flower fades; but the word of our God stands forever.”
E, ahịhịa na-akpọnwụ, okoko na-achanwụkwa, ma okwu Chineke anyị na-eguzogide ruo mgbe ebighị ebi.”
9 You who tell good news to Zion, go up on a high mountain. You who tell good news to Jerusalem, lift up your voice with strength! Lift it up! Don’t be afraid! Say to the cities of Judah, “Behold, your God!”
Gị onye na-eweta oziọma nye Zayọn, rigoro nʼelu ugwu; gị onye na-eweta oziọma nye Jerusalem, welie olu gị elu tisie mkpu ike; e, tisie mkpu ike, atụla egwu. Gwa obodo niile nke Juda okwu sị ha: “Chineke unu na-abịa.”
10 Behold, the Lord Yahweh will come as a mighty one, and his arm will rule for him. Behold, his reward is with him, and his recompense before him.
Lee, Onye kachasị ihe niile elu, bụ Onyenwe anyị na-abịa nʼike, ike aka ya ka o ji achị. Lee, ụgwọ ọrụ ya dị ya nʼaka, ọ na-abịa ịkwụghachi ụgwọ.
11 He will feed his flock like a shepherd. He will gather the lambs in his arm, and carry them in his bosom. He will gently lead those who have their young.
Ọ ga-azụ igwe atụrụ ya dịka onye ọzụzụ atụrụ. Ọ na-achịkọta ụmụ atụrụ. Nʼaka ya abụọ ka ọ ga-ekuru ụmụ atụrụ nʼobi ya. Ọ ga-eji nwayọọ duo ndị na-enye ụmụ ara.
12 Who has measured the waters in the hollow of his hand, and marked off the sky with his span, and calculated the dust of the earth in a measuring basket, and weighed the mountains in scales, and the hills in a balance?
Onye jirila ọbụ aka ya tụọ mmiri dị nʼoke osimiri? Maọbụ onye jiri ntu-aka ya tụọ mbara eluigwe? Onye ka ọ bụ jirila nkata kute uzuzu? Maọbụ jiri ihe ọtụtụ tụọ ugwu ukwu? Onye kwa ji ihe ọtụtụ tụọ ugwu nta?
13 Who has directed Yahweh’s Spirit, or has taught him as his counselor?
Onye nwere ike ịghọta Mmụọ nke Onyenwe anyị, maọbụ dịka onye ndụmọdụ Onyenwe anyị na-ezi ya ihe?
14 Who did he take counsel with, and who instructed him, and taught him in the path of justice, and taught him knowledge, and showed him the way of understanding?
Ọ bụ onye ka Onyenwe anyị gakwuru gbaa izu ka ọ kọwaara ya ihe, ọ bụ onye ziri ya ụzọ bụ nke dị mma? Onye bụ onye ahụ kuziri ya ihe ọmụma, maọbụ gosi ya ụzọ nke nghọta?
15 Behold, the nations are like a drop in a bucket, and are regarded as a speck of dust on a balance. Behold, he lifts up the islands like a very little thing.
Nʼezie, mba niile dị iche iche dịka otu ntupụta mmiri tanyere nʼime efere; a na-agụnye ha dịka uzuzu dị nʼelu ihe ọtụtụ e ji atụ ihe; ọ na-atụ ala ndị ahụ mmiri gbara gburugburu dịka a ga-asị na ha bụ uzuzu ọma na-adịghị arọ.
16 Lebanon is not sufficient to burn, nor its animals sufficient for a burnt offering.
Osisi niile dị na Lebanọn ezughị iji kwanye ọkụ e ji a chụrụ Chineke anyị aja. Otu a kwa, anụmanụ niile dị nʼọhịa Lebanọn niile erughị iji chụọrọ Chineke anyị aja.
17 All the nations are like nothing before him. They are regarded by him as less than nothing, and vanity.
O nweghị ihe ọbụla mba niile dị nʼụwa bụ nʼihu ya; ọ na-agụ ha ka ihe na-abaghị uru, dịka ihe na-erughị ihe efu.
18 To whom then will you liken God? Or what likeness will you compare to him?
Onye kwanụ ka unu ga-eji tụnyere Chineke? Olee ụdị oyiyi unu ga-eji kọwaa ihe o yiri?
19 A workman has cast an image, and the goldsmith overlays it with gold, and casts silver chains for it.
Ma gbasara arụsị apịrị apị, nke onye na-akwa nka ọla tụrụ, nke onye ọkpụ ụzụ ọlaedo na-eji ọlaedo techie ya, ọ bụkwa ya ka ọ na-akpụrụ ọlaọcha.
20 He who is too impoverished for such an offering chooses a tree that will not rot. He seeks a skillful workman to set up a carved image for him that will not be moved.
Ma onye ogbenye na-enweghị ịchụ aja dị otu a na-ahọrọ osisi nke na-agaghị ere ure. Ọ na-akpọtara onwe ya onye maara akwa ǹka osisi nke ọma, onye ga-apịtara ya oyiyi arụsị nke na-agaghị ada ada.
21 Haven’t you known? Haven’t you heard? Haven’t you been told from the beginning? Haven’t you understood from the foundations of the earth?
Ọ bụ na unu amaghị? Ọ ga-abụ na unu anụbeghị ya? Ọ pụtara na a kọbereghị unu ya site na mmalite? Ọ bụ na unu aghọtabeghị site na mgbe a tọrọ ntọala ụwa?
22 It is he who sits above the circle of the earth, and its inhabitants are like grasshoppers; who stretches out the heavens like a curtain, and spreads them out like a tent to dwell in,
Na Chineke nọ nʼelu ocheeze ya nke gbara ụwa gburugburu. Ndị nọ nʼụwa dịkwa ka ụmụ ụkpana. Ọ bụ ya tụsara eluigwe dịka akwa, were ya mere ebe obibi ya.
23 who brings princes to nothing, who makes the judges of the earth meaningless.
Ọ na-eweda ndị ukwu niile nke ụwa, mee ha ka ha ghọọ ihe efu.
24 They are planted scarcely. They are sown scarcely. Their stock has scarcely taken root in the ground. He merely blows on them, and they wither, and the whirlwind takes them away as stubble.
Mgbe a na-ele ha anya, ha na-adị ka ihe a kụrụ nʼubi nke na-epute epute. Mgbe a kụrụ ha, mgbe ha na-epute, mgbe ha na-amanye mgbọrọgwụ nʼala, mgbe ahụ kwa ka Onyenwe anyị na-ezite ifufe nke na-akpọnwụ ha, bufuo ha dịka ahịhịa kpọrọ nkụ.
25 “To whom then will you liken me? Who is my equal?” says the Holy One.
“Olee onye unu ga-eji tụnyere m? Onye kwa ka mụ na ya ha?” Nke a bụ ihe Onye Nsọ Izrel na-ajụ.
26 Lift up your eyes on high, and see who has created these, who brings out their army by number. He calls them all by name. By the greatness of his might, and because he is strong in power, not one is lacking.
Lee anya nʼeluigwe; onye kere kpakpando ndị a niile? Onye na-edu ha dịka onye ọzụzụ atụrụ? Onye na-akpọ nke ọbụla aha ya? Ọ bụ site nʼamamihe na ike ya dị ukwuu, ka o ji eme ka ha ghara ịkpafu.
27 Why do you say, Jacob, and speak, Israel, “My way is hidden from Yahweh, and the justice due me is disregarded by my God”?
Ọ bụ nʼihi gịnị ka i ji na-asị, gị Jekọb? Ọ bụkwa gịnị mere gị Izrel, i ji na-atamu ntamu na-asị, “Ụzọ m bụ ihe ezonarịrị Onyenwe anyị, Chineke adịghị etinyekwa anya ya nʼihe metụtara m?”
28 Haven’t you known? Haven’t you heard? The everlasting God, Yahweh, the Creator of the ends of the earth, doesn’t faint. He isn’t weary. His understanding is unsearchable.
Ọ bụ na ị matabeghị? Ọ ga-abụ na ị nụbeghị ya? Onyenwe anyị bụ Chineke nke mgbe niile ebighị ebi, Onye kere nsọtụ niile nke ụwa. Ọ naghị ada mba; ike adịghịkwa agwụ ya. O nwekwaghị onye pụrụ ịmata ịdị omimi nke nghọta ya.
29 He gives power to the weak. He increases the strength of him who has no might.
Ọ na-enye ndị na-ada mba ike, na-emekwa ka ndị na-enweghị ume nwee ume.
30 Even the youths faint and get weary, and the young men utterly fall;
Ọ bụladị ụmụ okorobịa na-ada mba, ike na-agwụkwa ha. E, ụmụ okorobịa na-asọ ngọngọ daa,
31 but those who wait for Yahweh will renew their strength. They will mount up with wings like eagles. They will run, and not be weary. They will walk, and not faint.
ma ndị niile olileanya ha dị na Onyenwe anyị, ga-agbanwe ike ha, nweta ike ọhụrụ. Ha ga-eji nku felie elu dịka ugo. Ha ga-agba ọsọ, ma ike agaghị agwụ ha; ha ga-aga ije ma ha agaghị ada mba.
