Isaia 44
1 “No rĩrĩ, ta thikĩrĩria, wee Jakubu, ndungata yakwa, o we Isiraeli, ũrĩa niĩ thuurĩte.
But now listen, Jacob, my servant, Israel, the one I've chosen.
2 Jehova, ũrĩa wakũũmbire na agĩgũthondeka ũrĩ nda ya maitũguo, o ũrĩa ũrĩgũteithagia, ekuuga atĩrĩ: Tiga gwĩtigĩra, wee Jakubu, ndungata yakwa, o nawe Jeshuruni, ũrĩa niĩ thuurĩte.
This is what the Lord says, the one who made you, who formed you in the womb, and who will help you: Don't be afraid, Jacob, my servant, Jeshurun, the one I've chosen.
3 Nĩgũkorwo bũrũri ũrĩa mũngʼaru nĩngaũitĩrĩria maaĩ, nakuo kũndũ kũrĩa kũmũ nĩgũgathereraga tũrũũĩ; naruo rũciaro rwaku nĩngarũitĩrĩria Roho wakwa, nacio njiaro cianyu ndĩciitĩrĩrie kĩrathimo gĩakwa.
For I'm going to pour out water on the thirsty land, and streams on the dry ground. I'm going to pour out my Spirit on your descendants, and my blessing on your children.
4 Nĩmakaingĩha o ta nyeki ya gĩtuamba ĩkunũkĩte, o na kana ta mĩtĩ ya mĩribina ĩrĩa ĩkũraga hũgũrũrũ-inĩ cia njũũĩ.
They will grow up among the grass, like willows beside streams.
5 Mũndũ ũmwe nĩakoiga atĩrĩ, ‘Niĩ ndĩ wa Jehova’; nake ũrĩa ũngĩ akeĩtania na Jakubu; o nake ũngĩ eyandĩke guoko gwake atĩrĩ, ‘Ndĩ wa Jehova,’ na eetue rĩĩtwa rĩĩtanĩtio na Isiraeli.
One of them will say, “I belong to the Lord,” while another will call himself by the name Jacob, and yet another will write on his hand, “Belonging to the Lord,” and will name himself Israel.
6 “Atĩrĩrĩ, Mũthamaki wa Isiraeli na Mũkũũri wao, o we Jehova-Mwene-Hinya-Wothe, ekuuga atĩrĩ: Nĩ niĩ wa mbere na nĩ niĩ wa kũrigĩrĩria, gũtirĩ Ngai ũngĩ tiga niĩ.
This is what the Lord says, the King and Redeemer of Israel, the Lord Almighty: I am the first and I am the last, and there is no God besides me.
7 Nũũ ũkĩhaana ta niĩ? Nĩarekwo oimbũre ũhoro ũcio. Nĩaheane ũhoro ũcio na oimbũre arĩ mbere yakwa, ũrĩa gwatariĩ kuuma rĩrĩa ndoombire andũ akwa a tene, na onanie ũrĩa gũgaikara thuutha-inĩ; ĩĩ, nĩakĩrathe ũhoro wa maũndũ marĩa magooka.
Who is like me? Let them announce it, make a declaration, and demonstrate it before me. For I was the one who long ago established a people and predicted its future. Let them predict what's going to happen.
8 Tigai kũinaina, o na kana mwĩtigĩre. Githĩ ndioimbũrire maũndũ maya, na ngĩratha ũhoro ũyũ kuuma o tene? Inyuĩ nĩ inyuĩ aira akwa. Nĩ kũrĩ Ngai ũngĩ tiga niĩ? Aca, gũtirĩ rwaro rũngĩ rwa Ihiga, niĩ ndirĩ ũngĩ njũũĩ.”
Don't tremble, don't be afraid! Didn't I tell you long ago what I was going to do? Didn't I explain it? You are my witnesses. Is there any God besides me? There is no other Rock—I don't know any!
9 Andũ arĩa othe mathondekaga mĩhianano ya kũhooywo nĩ a tũhũ, na indo iria meriragĩria mũno itirĩ bata. Andũ arĩa mangĩaria ithenya rĩao nĩ atumumu; gũtirĩ ũndũ mamenyaga, ũguo nĩguo ũmaconorithagia.
All those who make idols are stupid; these things they love so much don't bring them any benefit. Those people who believe in idols can't see this, and they don't know anything, making them look foolish.
10 Nũũ wacũhagia mũhianano wa kũhooywo, o na ageturĩra mũhianano wa gũtwekio ũrĩa ũtangĩmũguna?
Who makes a god, who molds an idol that's no use to them?
11 We na arĩa macihooyaga nĩmagaconorithio; mabundi o nao no andũ matarĩ kĩene. Othe nĩmongane hamwe na matue itua; nao nĩmakanyiitwo nĩ guoya mũnene na maconorithio.
Everyone who makes idols should be ashamed of themselves. Idol-makers are just human beings! Bring them all together and have them stand up, trembling in shame.
12 Mũturi wa igera ooyaga kĩndũ kĩa wĩra, na agakĩrutĩra wĩra agagĩcina na makara; agathondeka ngai ya mũhianano na nyondo, akaũtura na hinya wa guoko gwake. Mũndũ ũcio ahũũtaga, akoorwo nĩ hinya; akaga kũnyua maaĩ, akaringĩka.
The blacksmith makes an iron tool for woodcarving. Working over hot coals, he hammers it into shape as hard as he can. He gets hungry and loses his strength, and because he doesn't drink he grows weak.
13 Mũtharamara aigaga rũrigi rwa kũrũngaria mũhari, agacooka agakurura na karamu; mũhianano ũcio egũthondeka akaũhũũra randa, ningĩ akaũthima gĩthiũrũrĩ, na agacooka kũwacũhia wega ũhaanane na mũhianĩre wa mũndũ, o ta mũndũ ũrĩ na riiri wake wothe, nĩgeetha ũtũũre ihooero-inĩ rĩaguo.
The woodworker measures out a piece of wood, and draws an image on it. He carves it with a chisel and uses a compass to make an outline. He creates an idol that looks like a person, someone beautiful, to be put in a shrine.
14 Mũndũ aatemire mĩtarakwa, na agĩĩthuurĩra mũkarakaba kana mũgandi. Akĩreka ũkũranĩre na mĩtĩ ĩrĩa ĩngĩ ya mũtitũ, kana akĩhaanda mũthengera, nayo mbura ĩkĩũkũria.
He chops down cedars, or takes a cypress or an oak. He lets them grow strong in the forest. He plants a fir tree, and the rain makes it grow.
15 Mũtĩ ũcio nĩ wa kuunwo ngũ; oyaga imwe agaakia mwaki, agoota, no iria ingĩ agaakia mwaki, akaruga mĩgate. Ningĩ gĩcunjĩ kĩmwe agethondekera ngai ya mũhianano, akamĩhooyaga. Ĩĩ ti-itherũ, athondekaga mũhianano mũicũhie akaũinamagĩrĩra.
Some wood he burns, to keep him warm and to bake his bread. Then he uses some of the same wood to make a god to worship, an idol he bows down to!
16 Nuthu ya ngũ agaakia mwaki nacio; akarugĩra irio ciake ho, na akahĩhĩria nyama ciake ho, akarĩa, akahũũna. Ningĩ agoota mwaki, akoiga atĩrĩ, “Hĩ! Nĩndaigua ũrugarĩ; nĩndona mwaki.”
So he burns part of the wood to roast his meat to eat, and to warm him up, and says, “Ah! Look at that fire that keeps me warm!”
17 Ngũ iria ciatigara agathondeka ngai, mũhianano wake wa kũhooya; akaũinamĩrĩra na akaũturĩria maru. Akaũhooya, akoiga atĩrĩ, “Honokia; wee nĩwe ngai yakwa.”
Then he uses the rest of the wood to make himself a god, an idol he bows down to in worship and prays to, saying, “Save me, for you are my god!”
18 Matirĩ ũndũ mooĩ, na matirĩ ũndũ mamenyaga; maitho mao nĩmahumbĩre, nĩ ũndũ ũcio matingĩona, na meciiria mao nĩmahingĩtwo makaaga kũmenya maũndũ.
How ignorant they are, how dumb! Their eyes have been plastered over so they can't see, their minds closed so they don't have insight.
19 Gũtirĩ mũndũ ũkiraga ageciiria, gũtirĩ mũndũ ũrĩ na ũũgĩ kana ũmenyo oige atĩrĩ, “Nuthu ya ngũ ndahũthĩrire na gwakia mwaki; o na ngĩrugĩra mĩgate makara-inĩ macio, na ngĩcooka ngĩhĩhia nyama na ngĩrĩa. Ti-itherũ no ngĩthondeke kĩndũ kĩrĩ magigi kuuma kũrĩ ngũ iria itigaire? Ti-itherũ no nyinamĩrĩre gĩcunjĩ kĩa mũtĩ?”
They can't think things over, they don't have the wisdom or the understanding to say, “Some of the wood I burned in the fire—I used it to bake my bread and roast my meat to eat. The rest of it I used to make a disgusting idol, and I bow down in worship to a block of wood.”
20 Arĩĩaga mũhu, ahĩtithĩtio nĩ ngoro ĩrĩa ĩheenekete; ndangĩhota kwĩhonokia, kana oige atĩrĩ, “Githĩ kĩndũ gĩkĩ kĩrĩ guoko gwakwa kwa ũrĩo ti maheeni?”
He is feeding on ashes, seduced by the deceptive thinking of his mind. He can't save himself, and he doesn't even ask, “Isn't this idol I'm holding just a lie?”
21 “Ririkana maũndũ maya, wee Jakubu, o wee Isiraeli, tondũ ũrĩ ndungata yakwa. Nĩ niĩ ndakũũmbire, wee ũrĩ ndungata yakwa; atĩrĩ, wee Isiraeli, ndikaariganĩrwo nĩwe.
“Remember all this, Jacob and Israel, for you are my servant. I made you, Israel, you are my servant. I won't forget you.
22 Nĩnjeheretie mahĩtia maku magathira biũ, o ta ũrĩa itu rĩa mbura rĩthiraga, mehia maku ngamaniina ta kĩbii kĩa rũciinĩ. Njookerera tondũ nĩngũkũũrĩte.”
I have wiped away your acts of rebellion as if they were like a cloud, your sins as if they were like the mist. Come back to me, for I have set you free.”
23 Wee igũrũ ina nĩ gũkena, nĩgũkorwo nĩ Jehova wĩkĩte ũndũ ũcio; nawe thĩ ũrĩ rungu rwa igũrũ-rĩ, anĩrĩra. Na inyuĩ irĩma-rĩ, inai rwĩmbo, o na inyuĩ mĩtitũ na mĩtĩ yanyu yothe inai, nĩgũkorwo Jehova nĩakũũrĩte Jakubu, na akoonania riiri wake kũu Isiraeli.
Sing in celebration, you heavens, for the Lord has done this; cry out loud, you depths of the earth. Shout with joy, you mountains, you forests and every tree. For the Lord has set Jacob free, and his glory is shown in Israel!
24 “Jehova, Mũkũũri waku, ũrĩa wakũũmbĩire nda ya maitũguo, ekuuga atĩrĩ: “Niĩ nĩ niĩ Jehova ũrĩa wombire indo ciothe, ũrĩa watambũrũkirie igũrũ ndĩ nyiki, ũrĩa waaraganirie thĩ ndĩ nyiki,
This is what the Lord says, your Redeemer, who shaped you in the womb: “I am the Lord, the Creator of everything. I alone made the heavens, and I myself formed the earth.
25 nĩ niĩ ngiragĩrĩria ciama cia anabii a maheeni, nao aragũri ngamatua irimũ, ningĩ ngagarũra ũũgĩ wa arĩa oogĩ, ngaũtua ũrimũ mũtheri.
I am the one who proves the signs of false prophets are wrong. I am the one who makes fools of fortune-tellers. I turn the wisdom of the wise upside-down, and make their knowledge ridiculous.
26 Nĩ niĩ njĩkagĩra ciugo cia ndungata ciakwa hinya, na ngahingia ũrathi wa atũmwo akwa, na ha ũhoro wa Jerusalemu ngoiga atĩrĩ, ‘Nĩrĩgatũũrwo,’ na ha ũhoro wa matũũra ma Juda ngoiga atĩrĩ, ‘Nĩmagaakwo,’ o na kũndũ gwakuo kũrĩa kwanangĩtwo ngoiga atĩrĩ, ‘Nĩngagũcookereria.’
But I confirm the messages given by my servants, and fulfill what my messengers say. They state, ‘Jerusalem will be inhabited again, the towns of Judah will be rebuilt, your ruins will be repaired.’
27 Nĩ niĩ njĩĩraga maaĩ ma kũrĩa kũriku atĩrĩ, ‘Hũai, na nĩngahũithia tũrũũĩ twanyu.’
When I order deep waters, ‘Dry up!’ I will make sure the rivers dry up!
28 Nĩ niĩ njugaga ũhoro wa Mũthamaki Kurusu atĩrĩ, ‘Nĩwe mũrĩithi wa mbũri ciakwa, na nĩwe ũkaahingia ũrĩa wothe nyendaga wĩkwo; Nĩakoiga ũhoro wa Jerusalemu atĩrĩ, “Nĩrĩakwo,” na ha ũhoro wa hekarũ oige atĩrĩ, “Mĩthingi yayo nĩyakwo.”’”
When I say to Cyrus, ‘You are my shepherd,’ he will carry out everything I wish. He will give the order, ‘Jerusalem shall be rebuilt,’ and he will say, ‘the Temple shall be restored.’”
