Isaiah 42
1 Lo, My servant, I take hold on him, My chosen one — My soul hath accepted, I have put My Spirit upon him, Judgment to nations he bringeth forth.
Intoy ty mpitoroko tohañako, ty jinoboko toe mahafale troke, le nakofòko ama’e ty troko ie ty hinday ty hatò amo kilakila’ ndatio.
2 He doth not cry, nor lift up, Nor cause his voice to be heard, in the street.
Tsy hikoikoike re tsy hampipoña-peo, le tsy hampijanjiñe’e an-dalañey ty fiarañanaña’e;
3 A bruised reed he breaketh not, And dim flax he quencheth not, To truth he bringeth forth judgment.
tsy ho potora’e ty vinda pineke vaho tsy hakipe’e ty lamese miliriliry; hampiboaha’e ty hatò ami’ty figahiña’e.
4 He doth not become weak nor bruised, Till he setteth judgment in the earth, And for his law isles wait with hope.
Tsy ho toiran-dre, tsy ho demoke, ampara’ te najado’e an-tane atoy ty hatò; naho hitamà i Hake o olon-taneo.
5 Thus said God, Jehovah, preparing The heavens, and stretching them out, Spreading out the earth and its productions, Giving breath to the people on it, And spirit to those walking in it.
Hoe t’Iehovà Andrianañahare Mpamboatse o likerañeo naho nandafike iareo, I namelatse ty tane toy naho ze miboak’ ama’ey, ie mampikofòke ondaty ama’eo vaho manolotse arofo amo midraidraitse aoo.
6 I, Jehovah, did call thee in righteousness, And I lay hold on thy hand, and keep thee, And I give thee for a covenant of a people, And a light of nations.
Izaho Iehovà, ty nitok’azo an-kavañonañe, nitintineko ty taña’o naho nampitsoloheko, vaho natoloko ho fañina am’ondatio, ho hazavàñe amo kilakila’ ndatio,
7 To open the eyes of the blind, To bring forth from prison the bound one, From the house of restraint those sitting in darkness.
hanokake ty fihaino fey hañakatse o mpirohy am-balabeio naho o mitozòke alafem-porozò añ’ieñeo.
8 I [am] Jehovah, this [is] My name, And Mine honour to another I give not, Nor My praise to graven images.
Izaho Iehovà, izay ty añarako; tsy hatoloko ami’ty ila’e o volonahekoo, ndra amo hazomangao ty engeko.
9 The former things, lo, have come, And new things I am declaring, Before they spring up I cause you to hear.
Heheke fa nihelañe o raha haehaeo, o raha vaoo o tseizeko henaneo; Ie mbe tsy mipoteake ty ho taroñeko ama’ areo.
10 Sing to Jehovah a new song, His praise from the end of the earth, Ye who are going down to the sea, and its fulness, Isles, and their inhabitants.
Misaboa sabo vao am’ Iehovà, ibangò ry añ’olo-tane añeo; ie mizotso mb’an-driakey, naho ze he’e ama’e ao, o tokonoseo, vaho o mpimoneñe ama’eo.
11 The wilderness and its cities do lift up [the voice], The villages Kedar doth inhabit, Sing do the inhabitants of Sela, From the top of mountains they cry.
Hampionjonem-peo ty fatram-bey naho o rova ama’eo, o tanàñe añialoa’ i Kedareo, naho hañonjo Hake t’i Selà, vaho hipaza-kafaleañe boak’ ankaboa’ o vohitseo.
12 They ascribe to Jehovah honour, And His praise in the isles they declare.
Ho rengè’ iereo t’Iehovà, vaho hitsey ty enge’e amo tokonoseo.
13 Jehovah as a mighty one goeth forth. As a man of war He stirreth up zeal, He crieth, yea, He shrieketh, Against His enemies He showeth Himself mighty.
Hionjom-b’eo hoe fanalolahy t’Iehovà, ho troboe’e am-pamarahiañe hoe lahin-defoñe; hikaikaike naho hisehaseha, hisenge amo rafelahi’eo ty haozara’e.
14 I have kept silent from of old, I keep silent, I refrain myself, As a travailing woman I cry out, I desolate and swallow up together.
Loho ela ty nitsiñako, nihendre vaho nifoneñe; f’ie henane zao, hikoiake hoe ampela mitsongo; hisañasaña naho hisehaseha.
15 I make waste mountains and hills, And all their herbs I dry up, And I have made rivers become isles, And ponds I dry up.
Ho koaheko o vohitseo naho o haboañeo, vaho ho forejejeko o ahe’eo; hanoeko tokonose o oñe’eo, naho ho riteko o antara’eo.
16 And I have caused the blind to go, In a way they have not known, In paths they have not known I cause them to tread, I make a dark place before them become light, And unlevelled places become a plain, These [are] the things I have done to them, And I have not forsaken them.
Hendeseko mb’an-dalañe tsy nifohi’ iareo o goao; hiaoloako añ’oloñoloñe tsy nahazatse iareo; hanoeko hazavàñe aolo’ iereo eo ty ieñe, hampiraeko ze tomoantoañe. hanoeko iaby vaho tsy hapoko ampara’ t’ie fonitse.
17 Removed backward — utterly ashamed, Are those trusting in a graven image, Those saying to a molten image, 'Ye [are] our gods.'
Hampiambohoeñe an-kasalarañe, o miato an-tsamposampo sinokitseo, ze manao amo sare nitranaheñeo, ‘ndrahare’ay nahareo’.
18 Ye deaf, hear; and ye blind, look to see.
Mijanjiña ry kareñeñeo, mahaisaha ry fey, hahavazohoa’ areo.
19 Who [is] blind but My servant? And deaf as My messenger I send? Who [is] blind as he who is at peace, Yea, blind, as the servant of Jehovah?
Ia ty goa naho tsy i mpitorokoy? ndra kareñe manahake i irako nafantokoy? Ia ty fey mandikoatse i nampanintsiñekoy, naho goa te amy mpitoro’ Iehovày?
20 Seeing many things, and thou observest not, Opening ears, and he heareth not.
Mahaisake raha maro nahareo fe tsy mahaoniñe, misokake o raven-tsofio fe tsy mahatsendreñe.
21 Jehovah hath delight for the sake of His righteousness, He magnifieth law, and maketh honourable.
Niehake t’Iehovà, ty amy havañona’ey, honjoñe’e naho ho renge’e i Tsara’ey.
22 And this [is] a people seized and spoiled, Snared in holes — all of them, And in houses of restraint they were hidden, They have been for a prey, And there is no deliverer, A spoil, and none is saying, 'Restore.'
Fe ondaty nikamereñe naho nivoloseñe retoa, songa tsinepake an-koboñe ao, naetake am-balabey ao; natao ho fitsatsàñe tsy amam-pandrombake, fikopahañe, le tsy eo ty manao: Ampolio.
23 Who among you giveth ear [to] this? Attendeth, and heareth afterwards.
Ia ama’ areo ty hanolo-ravembia amy zay? Ia ty hitsendreñe naho hijanjiñe amy ze añe zay?
24 Who hath given Jacob for a spoil, And Israel to the spoilers? Is it not Jehovah — He against whom we sinned? Yea, they have not been willing in His ways to walk, Nor have they hearkened to His law.
Ia ty nanolotse Iakobe ho kopaheñe, naho Israele ho amo mpamaokeo? tsy Iehovà hao? I nanoantika hakeoy, tsy nete nañavelo amo lala’eo iereo, tsy norihe’ iareo o Tsara’eo.
25 And He poureth on him fury, His anger, and the strength of battle, And it setteth him on fire round about, And he hath not known, And it burneth against him, and he layeth it not to heart!
Aa le nadoa’e ama’e ty haforoforon-kaviñera’e, naho ty hafatraran-kotakotake; naho namiaña’e afo nañarikatok’aze fe tsy hinao’e, vaho nampiforehete’e, tsy rinambe’ ty arofo’e.
