Isaiah 54
1 Sing, O barren, she hath not borne! Break forth with singing, and cry aloud, She hath not brought forth! For more [are] the sons of the desolate, Than the sons of the married one, said Jehovah.
Lauda sterilis quæ non paris: decanta laudem, et hinni quæ non pariebas: quoniam multi filii desertæ magis quam eius, quæ habet virum, dicit Dominus.
2 Enlarge the place of thy tent, And the curtains of thy tabernacles they stretch out, Restrain not — lengthen thy cords, And thy pins make strong.
Dilata locum tentorii tui, et pelles tabernaculorum tuorum extende, ne parcas: longos fac funiculos tuos, et clavos tuos consolida.
3 For right and left thou breakest forth, And thy seed doth nations possess,
Ad dexteram enim, et ad lævam penetrabis: et semen tuum Gentes hereditabit, et civitates desertas inhabitabit.
4 And desolate cities they cause to be inhabited. Fear not, for thou art not ashamed, Nor blush, for thou art not confounded, For the shame of thy youth thou forgettest, And the reproach of thy widowhood Thou dost not remember any more.
Noli timere quia non confunderis, neque erubesces: non enim te pudebit, quia confusionis adolescentiæ tuæ oblivisceris, et opprobrii viduitatis tuæ non recordaberis amplius.
5 For thy Maker [is] thy husband, Jehovah of Hosts [is] His name, And thy Redeemer [is] the Holy One of Israel, 'God of all the earth,' He is called.
Quia dominabitur tui qui fecit te, Dominus exercituum nomen eius: et redemptor tuus sanctus Israel, Deus omnis terræ vocabitur.
6 For, as a woman forsaken and grieved in spirit, Called thee hath Jehovah, Even a youthful wife when she is refused, said thy God.
Quia et mulierem derelictam et mœrentem spiritu vocavit te Dominus, et uxorem ab adolescentia abiectam, dixit Deus tuus.
7 In a small moment I have forsaken thee, And in great mercies I do gather thee,
Ad punctum in modico dereliqui te, et in miserationibus magnis congregabo te.
8 In overflowing wrath I hid my face [for] a moment from thee, And in kindness age-during I have loved thee, Said thy Redeemer — Jehovah!
In momento indignationis abscondi faciem meam parumper a te, et in misericordia sempiterna misertus sum tui: dixit redemptor tuus Dominus.
9 For, the waters of Noah [is] this to Me, In that I have sworn — the waters of Noah Do not pass again over the earth — So I have sworn, Wrath is not upon thee, Nor rebuke against thee.
Sicut in diebus Noe istud mihi est, cui iuravi ne inducerem aquas Noe ultra super terram: sic iuravi ut non irascar tibi, et non increpem te.
10 For the mountains depart, and the hills remove, And My kindness from thee departeth not, And the covenant of My peace removeth not, Said hath thy loving one — Jehovah.
Montes enim commovebuntur, et colles contremiscent: misericordia autem mea non recedet a te, et fœdus pacis meæ non movebitur: dixit miserator tuus Dominus.
11 O afflicted, storm-tossed, not comforted, Lo, I am laying with cement thy stones, And have founded thee with sapphires,
Paupercula tempestate convulsa, absque ulla consolatione. Ecce ego sternam per ordinem lapides tuos, et fundabo te in sapphiris,
12 And have made of agate thy pinnacles, And thy gates of carbuncle stones, And all thy border of stones of delight,
et ponam iaspidem propugnacula tua: et portas tuas in lapides sculptos, et omnes terminos tuos in lapides desiderabiles.
13 And all thy sons are taught of Jehovah, And abundant [is] the peace of thy sons.
Universos filios tuos doctos a Domino: et multitudinem pacis filiis tuis.
14 In righteousness thou establishest thyself, Be far from oppression, for thou fearest not, And from ruin, for it cometh not near unto thee.
Et in iustitia fundaberis: recede procul a calumnia, quia non timebis: et a pavore, quia non appropinquabit tibi.
15 Lo, he doth diligently assemble without My desire, Who hath assembled near thee? By thee he falleth!
Ecce accola veniet, qui non erat mecum, advena quondam tuus adiungetur tibi.
16 Lo, I — I have prepared an artisan, Blowing on a fire of coals, And bringing out an instrument for his work, And I have prepared a destroyer to destroy.
Ecce ego creavi fabrum sufflantem in igne prunas, et proferentem vas in opus suum, et ego creavi interfectorem ad disperdendum.
17 No weapon formed against thee prospereth, And every tongue rising against thee, In judgment thou condemnest. This [is] the inheritance of the servants of Jehovah, And their righteousness from me, an affirmation of Jehovah!
Omne vas, quod fictum est contra te, non dirigetur: et omnem linguam resistentem tibi in iudicio, iudicabis. Hæc est hereditas servorum Domini, et iustitia eorum apud me, dicit Dominus.
A Dove is Sent Forth from the Ark
