Isaiah 44
1 And now, hear, O Jacob, My servant, And Israel, whom I have fixed on:
Aa le janjiño heike ry Iakobe mpitoroko, ry Israele jinoboko.
2 Thus said Jehovah, thy Maker, and thy Former, From the womb He doth help thee; Fear not, my servant Jacob, And Jeshurun, whom I have fixed on.
Hoe t’Iehovà namboatse azo, i namoroñe azo an-koviñ’ aoy, Ie ty hañimb’azo: ko hemban-drehe ry Iakobe mpitoroko, naho ry Iesorone jinoboko.
3 For I pour waters on a thirsty one, And floods on a dry land, I pour My Spirit on thy seed, And My blessing on thine offspring.
Fa hañiliñako rano i kirikintàñey, naho rano mitsiritsioke an-tane maike eo; hadoako amo tiri’oo ty Troko, naho amo tarira’oo ty fañanintsiko.
4 And they have sprung up as among grass, As willows by streams of water.
Le hitiry añate ahetse ao iereo manahake ty sohihy añolon-tsaka ey.
5 This [one] saith, For Jehovah I [am], And this calleth [himself] by the name of Jacob, And this [one] writeth [with] his hand, 'For Jehovah,' and by the name of Israel surnameth himself.
Hanao ty hoe ty raike: A Iehovà iraho, le hitoka ty añara’e ho Iakobe ty raike; ty ila’e hanokitse am-pità’e eo t’ie a Iehovà, vaho hatao’e Israele ty añaram-binta’e.
6 Thus said Jehovah, king of Israel, And his Redeemer, Jehovah of Hosts: 'I [am] the first, and I the last, And besides Me there is no God.
Hoe t’Iehovà, Mpanjaka’ Israele naho ty Mpijeba’e, t’Iehovà’ i Màroy; Izaho ro valoha’e, Izaho ro figadoña’e, le tsy eo t’i Andrianañahare naho tsy Izaho avao.
7 And who as I, doth call and declare it, And arrange it for Me, Since My placing the people of antiquity, And things that are coming, And those that do come, declare they to them?
Ia ty manahak’ ahy—angao ho koihe’e naho ho taroñe’e, hamolily amako— boak’ amy nampijadoñako o matoetoeo! He adono re hitoky o viloñe ho avio, o raha mbe tsy nifetsakeo.
8 Fear not, nor be afraid, Have I not from that time caused thee to hear, and declared? And ye [are] My witnesses, Is there a God besides Me? yea, there is none, A Rock I have not known.
Ko hemban-drehe, ko mahimahiñe, tsy fa nitaroñeko haehae hao? Mbore nikoihako? Inahareo ro valolombeloko: Ia t’i Andrianañahare añ’ilako? Ia ka ty Lamilamy? ie alik’ amako.
9 Framers of a graven image [are] all of them emptiness, And their desirable things do not profit, And their own witnesses they [are], They see not, nor know, that they may be ashamed.
Songa tsy manjofake o mpamoroñe sare’ndrahareo, vaho tsy vara o mahasinda iareoo; tsy maharendreke o mpitalili’ iareoo, tsy mahafohiñe, hisalara’e.
10 Who hath formed a god, And a molten image poured out — not profitable?
Ia ty namoroñe ty ‘ndrahare, ndra nampitranake saren-draha tsy jefa’e?
11 Lo, all his companions are ashamed, As to artisans — they [are] of men, All of them gather together, they stand up, They fear, they are ashamed together.
Toe ho meñatse iaby o mpirimboñe ama’eo, mentsake ondaty nandranjy iareoo; angao hifanontone iereo, songa hijohañe ey hirevendreveñe, sindre hitrao-kasalarañe.
12 He hath wrought iron [with] an axe, And hath wrought with coals, And with hammers doth form it, And doth work it by his powerful arm, Yea, he is hungry, and there is no power, He doth not drink water, and he is wearied.
Manefe fekoñe ty mpanefe, tolone’e am-baen’ afo, foroñe’e ami’ty ana-bato, anoe’e an-tsirañe maozatse; miha-kerè re, milesa i haozara’ey; tsy minon-drano, midazidazìtse.
13 He hath wrought [with] wood, He hath stretched out a rule, He doth mark it out with a line, He maketh it with carving tools, And with a compass he marketh it out, And maketh it according to the form of a man, According to the beauty of a man, To remain in the house.
Mamavatse taly ty mpandranjy; sokire’e am-penisily; lamae’e am-pandama, patere’e an-kompà, vaho tsene’e ho sarem-binta’ondaty an-katsomerentseren-dra-olombelo, hitoboha’e añ’anjomba ao.
14 Cutting down to himself cedars, He taketh also a cypress, and an oak, And he strengtheneth [it] for himself Among the trees of a forest, He hath planted an ash, and the shower doth nourish [it].
Firae’e ho aze ty mendoraveñe, rambese’e ty varo naho ty kobaiñe; beize’e ka ty hatae raike añ’ala ao, ambolè’e ty kintsy, vaho mamahañe aze i orañey.
15 And it hath been for man to burn, And he taketh of them, and becometh warm, Yea, he kindleth [it], and hath baked bread, Yea, he maketh a god, and boweth himself, He hath made it a graven image, And he falleth down to it.
Minjare raha mete oroa’ ondaty, aa le angala’e hamindroa’e; eka viañe’e naho anokona’e mahakama; mbore andranjia’e ndrahare, naho mitalaho ama’e, anokira’e hazomanga vaho midrakadrakak’ ama’e.
16 Half of it he hath burnt in the fire, By [this] half of it he eateth flesh, He roasteth a roasting, and is satisfied, Yea, he is warm, and saith: 'Aha, I have become warm, I have enjoyed the light.
Olora’e añ’afo ao ty ila’e; ikama’e i henay ie mitono ty ila’ i henay, le anjañe, eka, amindroa’e le manao ty hoe: Hiry! Mafana iraho fa nitendrek’afo.
17 And its remnant for a god he hath made — For his graven image, He falleth down to it, and worshippeth, And prayeth unto it, and he saith, 'Deliver me, for my god thou [art].'
Ty sisa’e amboare’e ‘ndrahare, toe sare’e; mibaboke re italahoa’e, naho ihalalia’e, manao ty hoe: Hahao iraho, fa ‘ndrahareko irehe?
18 They have not known, nor do they understand, For He hath daubed their eyes from seeing, Their heart from acting wisely.
Tsy apota’e, tsy mahilala; fa nakipe’e ty maso’iareo, tsy hahaisake, naho ty tro’e tsy haharendreke.
19 And none doth turn [it] back unto his heart, Nor hath knowledge nor understanding to say, 'Half of it I have burned in the fire, Yea, also, I have baked bread over its coals, I roast flesh and I eat, And its remnant for an abomination I make, To the stock of a tree I fall down.'
Tsy eo ty mitsakore an-troke te tsy ama’e ty hihitse ndra hilala hanoa’e ty hoe: Toe finorototoko añ’afo ao ty ila’e; eka fa nanokonako ahandro o vae’eo; fa nahandroako hena naho nihinañe; aa vaho handranjiako raha tiva ty sisa’e? Hibabohako hao ty foto-katae?
20 Feeding on ashes, the heart is deceived, It hath turned him aside, And he delivereth not his soul, nor saith: 'Is there not a lie in my right hand?'
Lavenoke ty itamboavokaha’e, nampivike aze ty tro’e finitake, tsy haharombaha’e aiñe, hanao ty hoe: Tsy vande hao ty an-tañan-kavanako toa?
21 Remember these, O Jacob, and Israel, For My servant thou [art], I formed thee, a servant to Me thou [art], O Israel, thou dost not forget Me.
Tiahio o raha zao ry Iakobe, naho ry Israele, amy te mpitoroko; Izaho ty nitsene azo, fetrek’oroko irehe; ry Israele, ehe ko andikofa’o.
22 I have blotted out, as [by] a thick cloud, Thy transgressions, And as [by] a cloud thy sins, Return unto Me, for I have redeemed thee.
Fa finaoko hoe rahoñe milodolodo o fiolà’oo, naho hoe mika-mikopoke o tahi’oo, mibaliha amako fa nijebañeko.
23 Sing, O heavens, for Jehovah hath wrought, Shout, O lower parts of earth, Break forth, O mountains, with singing, Forest, and every tree in it, For Jehovah hath redeemed Jacob, And in Israel He doth beautify Himself.
Misaboa ry likerañeo, fa nifonira’ Iehovà; mamantsiña, ry goledoñe lalekeo; mipoñafa sabo ry vohitseo, ry ala naho ze hatae ama’e ao; amy te jineba’ Iehovà t’Iakobe, vaho rengè’e t’Israele.
24 Thus said Jehovah, thy redeemer, And thy framer from the womb: 'I [am] Jehovah, doing all things, Stretching out the heavens by Myself, Spreading out the earth — who [is] with Me?
Hoe t’Iehovà Mpijeba’o, i nitsene azo an-koviñe aoy. Izaho Iehovà Andrianamboatse ze he’e; I mandafike o likerañeoy, Izaho raike; I mamelatse ty tane toiy, Izaho avao.
25 Making void the tokens of devisers, And diviners it maketh mad, Turning the wise backward, And their knowledge it maketh foolish.
I mampijiañe ty sahà’ i remborakey, naho mahaboseke o mpisikilio; naho mampidisa-voly o mahihitseo, vaho mampigege o hilala’eoy;
26 Confirming the word of His servant, The counsel of His messengers it perfecteth, Who is saying of Jerusalem, She is inhabited, And of cities of Judah, They shall be built, and her wastes I raise up,
I mañatò ty saontsi’ i mpitoro’ey naho mañeneke ze atoro’ o ira’eoy; ie mitalily am’Ierosalaime ty hoe: Ho fimoneñañe; naho amo rova’ Iehodào: Hamboareñe, vaho hatroako o mangoakoake ama’eo.
27 Who is saying to the deep, Be dry, and thy rivers I cause to dry up,
Ie manao amy lalekey ty hoe: Maiha, vaho ho maiheko ka o saka’oo;
28 Who is saying of Cyrus, My shepherd, And all my delight He doth perfect, So as to say of Jerusalem, Thou art built, And of the temple, Thou art founded.
Ie anoe’e ty hoe i Korese: Mpiarak’añondriko re, hanoe’e iaby ze mahafale ty troko; hanoe’e ty hoe t’Ierosalaime: Ho rafeteñe! naho i anjomban’ Añaharey: Haoreñe o mananta’oo.
