Isaiah 40
1 “Comfort, comfort my people,” says your God.
Nyaradzai, nyaradzai vanhu vangu, ndizvo zvinotaura Mwari wenyu.
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 the LORD’s hand double for all her sins.”
Taurai nounyoro kuJerusarema, mudanidzire kwariri kuti kubata kwaro kukuru kwapera, uye kuti chivi charo charipirwa, kuti ragamuchira kubva muruoko rwaJehovha zvakapetwa kaviri pamusoro pezvivi zvaro.
3 The voice of one who calls out, “Prepare the way of the LORD in the wilderness! Make a level highway in the desert for our God.
Inzwi rounodanidzira achiti, “Gadzirai nzira yaJehovha mugwenga, ruramisai mugwagwa waMwari wedu murenje.
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.
Mipata yose ichasimudzirwa, makomo ose nezvikomo zvichaenzaniswa; nzvimbo dzisakaenzana dzichava bani.
5 The LORD’s glory shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together; for the mouth of the LORD has spoken it.”
Uye kubwinya kwaJehovha kucharatidzwa, uye marudzi ose avanhu achazviona. Nokuti muromo waJehovha wazvitaura.”
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.
Inzwi rinoti, “Danidzirai.” Ini ndokuti, “Ndodanidzireiko?” “Vanhu vose vakaita souswa, uye kubwinya kwavo kwose kwakaita samaruva omunda.
7 The grass withers, the flower fades, because the LORD’s breath blows on it. Surely the people are like grass.
Uswa hunooma uye maruva anowa, nokuti mweya waJehovha unofuridzira pamusoro pazvo. Zvirokwazvo vanhu uswa.
8 The grass withers, the flower fades; but the word of our God stands forever.”
Uswa hunooma uye maruva anowa, asi shoko raMwari wedu rinogara nokusingaperi.”
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!”
Imi munoparidzira Zioni zvinhu zvakanaka, kwirai pagomo refu. Imi munoparidzira Jerusarema mashoko akanaka, danidzirai nesimba, musatya; muti kumaguta eJudha, “Hoyu Mwari wenyu!”
10 Behold, the Lord GOD will come as a mighty one, and his arm will rule for him. Behold, his reward is with him, and his recompense before him.
Tarirai, Ishe Jehovha ari kuuya nesimba, uye ruoko rwake runomubatira ushe. Tarirai, mubayiro wake anawo, uye zvaanoripira nazvo anazvo.
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.
Anofudza makwai ake somufudzi: Anounganidza makwayana mumaoko ake agoatakurira pedyo nomwoyo wake; zvinyoronyoro anotungamirira nhunzvi dzinonwisa.
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?
Ndianiko akayera mvura zhinji muchanza chake, kana kuyera denga noupamhi hwechanza chake? Ndianiko akaisa guruva rose rapasi mudengu, kana kuyera kurema kwamakomo nechiyero, nezvikomo pachiyero?
13 Who has directed the LORD’s Spirit, or has taught him as his counsellor?
Ndiani akanzwisisa murangariro waJehovha, kana kumudzidzisa somudzidzisi wake?
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?
Ndiani akabvunzwa naJehovha kuti amujekesere, uye ndiani akamudzidzisa nzira yakanaka? Ndianiko akamudzidzisa ruzivo kana kumuratidza nzira yokunzwisisa?
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.
Zvirokwazvo ndudzi dzavanhu dzakaita sedonhwe remvura riri muchirongo; vanongova seguruva riri pamusoro pechiyero; anoyera zviwi kunge guruva rakatsetseka.
16 Lebanon is not sufficient to burn, nor its animals sufficient for a burnt offering.
Rebhanoni harina huni dzinoringana kuvesa moto wearitari, uye zvipfuwo zvaro hazvikwani kuita chipiriso chinopiswa.
17 All the nations are like nothing before him. They are regarded by him as less than nothing, and vanity.
Ndudzi dzose dzakaita sepasina chinhu pamberi pake; iye anodziona sedzisina maturo, kunge dzisipo.
18 To whom then will you liken God? Or what likeness will you compare to him?
Zvino, mungafananidza Mwari naaniko? Ndoupi mufananidzo wamungamuenzanisa nawo?
19 A workman has cast an image, and the goldsmith overlays it with gold, and casts silver chains for it.
Kana chiri chifananidzo, muumbi anochiumba, mupfuri wegoridhe ochinamira negoridhe, uye anochiitira uketani hwesirivha.
20 He who is too impoverished for such an offering chooses a tree that will not rot. He seeks a skilful workman to set up a carved image for him that will not be moved.
Murombo anoshayiwa chipo anosarudza danda risingaori. Anotsvaka mhizha kuti imuvezere chifananidzo chisingazozungunuki.
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?
Hamuzivi here? Hamuna kunzwa here? Hamuna kumbozviudzwa kubva pakutanga here? Hamuna kunzwisisa kubva pakuvamba kwenyika here?
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,
Anogara samambo pamusoro pedenderedzwa renyika, uye vanhu vayo vakaita semhashu. Anotambanudza matenga setende, agoawaridzira setende kuti agaremo.
23 who brings princes to nothing, who makes the judges of the earth meaningless.
Anoita kuti machinda ave pasina, uye anoderedza vatongi venyika ino kuti vave pasina.
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.
Vachangosimwa, vachangodyarwa, vachangodzika midzi muvhu, iye anofuridza pamusoro pavo vachibva vaoma, uye chamupupuri chinovakukura sehundi.
25 “To whom then will you liken me? Who is my equal?” says the Holy One.
“Mungandienzanisa naaniko? Kana kuti ndiani akaenzana neni?” ndizvo zvinotaura Iye Mutsvene.
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.
Simudzai meso enyu mutarire kumatenga. Ndianiko akasika zvose izvi? Iye anobudisa nyeredzi imwe imwe, achidzidana imwe neimwe nezita rayo. Nokuda kwesimba rake guru uye noukuru hwesimba rake, hapana kana imwe zvayo inoshayikwa.
27 Why do you say, Jacob, and speak, Israel, “My way is hidden from the LORD, and the justice due me is disregarded by my God”?
Unoreveiko, iwe Jakobho, unogununʼuna chii, iwe Israeri uchiti, “Nzira yangu haizivikanwi naJehovha; Mwari wangu haana hanya nezvandinorwira?”
28 Haven’t you known? Haven’t you heard? The everlasting God, the LORD, the Creator of the ends of the earth, doesn’t faint. He isn’t weary. His understanding is unsearchable.
Hauzivi here? Hauna kunzwa here? Jehovha ndiye Mwari nokusingaperi, Musiki wamagumo enyika. Haaneti kana kuziya, uye hakuna angayera kunzwisisa kwake.
29 He gives power to the weak. He increases the strength of him who has no might.
Anopa simba kuna vakarukutika, uye anowedzera simba kuna vasina simba.
30 Even the youths faint and get weary, and the young men utterly fall;
Kunyange majaya anoneta uye anorukutika, uye majaya anogumburwa agowa;
31 but those who wait for the LORD 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.
asi avo vane tariro muna Jehovha vachavandudza simba ravo. Vachabhururuka namapapiro samakondo; vachamhanya vasinganeti; vachafamba vasingaziyi.
