Isaia 64
1 Atĩrĩrĩ, naarĩ korwo watarũranga matu ũikũrũke gũkũ thĩ, nĩguo irĩma ithingithe irĩ mbere yaku!
Didst Thou not rend the heavens? Thou didst come down, From thy presence did mountains flow,
2 O ta ũrĩa mwaki ũmundagia thari ikarĩrĩmbũka, na ũgatũma maaĩ matherũke-rĩ, ikũrũka thĩ ũtũme rĩĩtwa rĩaku rĩmenywo nĩ thũ ciaku, na ũtũme ndũrĩrĩ ciinaine irĩ mbere yaku!
(As fire kindleth stubble — Fire causeth water to boil, ) To make known Thy name to Thine adversaries, From Thy presence do nations tremble.
3 Nĩgũkorwo hĩndĩ ĩrĩa Wee wekire maũndũ ma kũmakania marĩa tũteerĩgĩrĩire-rĩ, nĩwaikũrũkire, nacio irĩma igĩthingitha irĩ mbere yaku.
In Thy doing fearful things — we expect not, Thou didst come down, From Thy presence did mountains flow.
4 Kuuma o tene gũtirĩ mũndũ o na ũmwe ũrĩ waigua maũndũ ta macio, na gũtirĩ gũtũ kũrĩ kwaigua ũhoro ta ũcio, o na kana riitho rĩkĩona Ngai ũngĩ tawe, ũrĩa wĩkaga maũndũ nĩ ũndũ wa andũ arĩa maikaraga mamwetereire.
Even from antiquity [men] have not heard, They have not given ear, Eye hath not seen a God save Thee, He doth work for those waiting for Him.
5 Wee ũũkaga gũteithia andũ arĩa mekaga maũndũ marĩa magĩrĩire makenete, o acio maririkanaga njĩra ciaku. No rĩrĩa twagire gũcirũmĩrĩra tũgĩthiĩ na mbere na kwĩhia-rĩ, wee nĩwarakarire. Ithuĩ-rĩ, tũngĩkĩhonoka atĩa?
Thou hast met with the rejoicer And the doer of righteousness, In Thy ways they remember Thee, Lo, Thou hast been wroth when we sin, By them [is] continuance, and we are saved.
6 Ithuothe tũtuĩkĩte ta mũndũ ũrĩ na thaahu, na ciĩko ciothe cia ũthingu witũ ihaana ta ndangari irĩ magigi; ithuothe tũhohaga tũkahaana ta ithangũ, namo mehia maitũ magatũhuruta o ta ũrĩa rũhuho rũhuruutaga maragara.
And we are as unclean — all of us, And as a garment passing away, all our righteous acts; And we fade as a leaf — all of us. And our iniquities as wind do take us away.
7 Gũtirĩ mũndũ o na ũmwe ũkayagĩra rĩĩtwa rĩaku, kana akageria anyiitane nawe; nĩgũkorwo nĩũtũhithĩte ũthiũ waku, ũgagĩtũma tũhinyĩrĩrĩke nĩ ũndũ wa mehia maitũ.
And there is none calling in Thy name, Stirring up himself to lay hold on Thee, For Thou hast hid Thy face from us, And thou meltest us away by our iniquities.
8 No rĩrĩ, Wee Jehova, wee nĩwe ithe witũ. Ithuĩ tũrĩ rĩũmba, nawe nĩwe mũtũũmbi; ithuothe tũrĩ wĩra wa moko maku.
And now, O Jehovah, thou [art] our Father, We [are] the clay, and Thou our Framer, And the work of Thy hand — all of us.
9 Wee Jehova-rĩ, tiga gũtũrakarĩra mũno makĩria, o na kana ũtũũre ũririkanaga mehia maitũ. Na rĩrĩ, ta tũrore twagũthaitha, wone atĩ ithuothe tũrĩ andũ aku.
Be not wroth, O Jehovah, very sore, Nor for ever remember iniquity, Lo, look attentively, we beseech Thee, Thy people [are] we all.
10 Matũũra maku marĩa manene maamũre nĩmatuĩkĩte werũ; o na itũũra rĩa Zayuni rĩtuĩkĩte werũ, narĩo itũũra rĩa Jerusalemu rĩgakira ihooru.
Thy holy cities have been a wilderness, Zion a wilderness hath been, Jerusalem a desolation.
11 Hekarũ iitũ ĩrĩa nyamũre na ĩrĩ riiri, kũrĩa maithe maitũ maakũgoocagĩra, nĩĩcinĩtwo na mwaki, nacio indo ciitũ ciothe iria irĩ bata nĩcianangĩtwo.
Our holy and our beautiful house, Where praise Thee did our fathers, Hath become burnt with fire, And all our desirable things have become a waste.
12 Thuutha wa maũndũ macio mothe, Wee Jehova-rĩ, anga nĩũgũtũtiganĩria, wage gũtũteithia? Ũgũkira o ro ũguo na ũkĩrĩrĩrie gũtũherithia makĩria?
For these dost Thou refrain Thyself, Jehovah? Thou art silent, and dost afflict us very sore!'
