Isaiah 50
1 The Lord seith these thingis, What is this book of forsakyng of youre modir, bi which Y lefte her? ether who is he, to whom Y owe, to whom Y seeld you? For lo! ye ben seeld for youre wickidnessis, and for youre grete trespassis Y lefte youre modir.
Bw’ati bw’ayogera Mukama nti, “Ebbaluwa egoba nnyammwe, kwe namugobera eri ludda wa? Oba nabatunda eri ani? Mwatundibwa lwa bikolwa byammwe ebibi; olw’obutali butuukirivu bwammwe nnyammwe kyeyava agobwa.
2 For Y cam, and no man was; Y clepide, and noon was that herde. Whether myn hond is abreggid, and maad litil, that Y mai not ayenbie? ether vertu is not in me for to delyuere? Lo! in my blamyng Y schal make the see forsakun, `ether desert, Y schal sette floodis in the drie place; fischis without watir schulen wexe rotun, and schulen dye for thirst.
Lwaki bwe najja tewaali muntu n’omu? Bwe nakoowoola lwaki tewaali muntu n’omu annyanukula? Omukono gwange gwali mumpi nnyo okukununula? Mbuliddwa amaanyi agakununula? Laba nnyinza okwogera obwogezi ennyanja n’ekalira, emigga ne ngifuula eddungu, ebyennyanja byamu ne bifa ennyonta, ne bivunda olw’okubulwa amazzi.
3 Y schal clothe heuenes with derknessis, and Y schal sette a sak the hilyng of tho.
Nyambaza eggulu, n’ekizikiza ne nkiwa ebibukutu okulibikka.”
4 The Lord yaf to me a lerned tunge, that Y kunne susteyne hym bi word that failide; erli the fadir reisith, erli he reisith an eere to me, that Y here as a maister.
Mukama Ayinzabyonna ampadde olulimi oluyigirizibbwa, mmanye ebigambo ebigumya abo abakooye. Anzukusa buli nkya, buli nkya anzukusa okuwulira by’anjigiriza.
5 The Lord God openede an eere to me; forsothe Y ayenseie not, Y yede not abak.
Mukama Ayinzabyonna azibudde okutu kwange ne siba mujeemu. Sizzeeyo mabega.
6 I yaf my bodi to smyteris, and my chekis to pulleris; Y turnede not a wei my face fro men blamynge, and spetynge on me.
N’awaayo omugongo gwange eri abankuba, n’amatama gange eri abo abankunyuulako ekirevu. Saakweka maaso gange eri abo abansekerera n’eri abo abanfujjira amalusu.
7 The Lord God is myn helpere, and therfor Y am not schent; therfor Y haue set my face as a stoon maad hard, and Y woot that Y schal not be schent.
Kubanga Mukama Ayinzabyonna anyamba kyennaava siswazibwa. Noolwekyo kyenvudde n’egumya era mmanyi nti siriswazibwa.
8 He is niy, that iustifieth me; who ayenseith me? stonde we togidere. Who is myn aduersarie? neiye he to me.
Kubanga oyo ampolereza ali kumpi. Ani alinnumiriza omusango? Twolekagane obwenyi. Ani annumiriza? Ajje annumbe.
9 Lo! the Lord God is myn helpere; who therfor is he that condempneth me? Lo! alle schulen be defoulid as a cloth, and a mouyte schal ete hem.
Mukama Ayinzabyonna y’anyamba. Ani alinsalira omusango? Bonna balikaddiwa bayulike ng’ekyambalo; ennyenje ziribalya.
10 Who of you dredith the Lord, and herith the vois of his seruaunt? Who yede in dercnessis and liyt is not to hym, hope he in the name of the Lord, and triste he on his God.
Ani ku mmwe atya Mukama, agondera ekigambo ky’omuweereza we? Oyo atambulira mu kizikiza, atalina kitangaala yeesige erinnya lya Mukama era yeesigame ku Katonda we.
11 Lo! alle ye kyndlynge fier, and gird with flawmes, go in the liyt of youre fier, and in the flawmes whiche ye han kyndlid to you. This is maad of myn hond to you, ye schulen slepe in sorewis.
Naye mmwe mwenna abakoleeza omuliro, ne mwekoleereza ettaala z’omuliro, mutambulire mu kitangaala ky’omuliro gwammwe, ne mu kitangaala kye ttaala ze mukoleezeza. Naye kino kye munaafuna okuva mu mukono gwange; muligalamira mu nnaku.
