Aịzaya 25
1 O Onyenwe anyị, ị bụ Chineke m; aga m ebuli gị elu, nye aha gị otuto, nʼihi na site na ntụkwasị obi zuruoke, ị rụọla ọtụtụ ihe ịrịbama, nke i tụrụ atụmatụ ha siterị nʼoge gara aga.
O Lord, you are my God; I will give praise to you, I will give honour to your name; for you have done great acts of power; your purposes in the past have been made true and certain in effect.
2 Nʼihi na i meela ka obodo ghọọ mkpọmkpọ ebe; mee ka obodo e wusiri ike ghọọ ebe dakpọrọ adakpọ; meekwa ka ebe siri ike nke ndị mba ọzọ ghọọ ebe obodo na-adịghịzi, agaghị ewukwa ya ruo mgbe ebighị ebi.
For you have made a town a waste place: a strong town a mass of broken walls; the tower of the men of pride has come to an end; it will never be put up again.
3 Nʼihi nke a, ndị niile dị ike ga-asọpụrụ gị. Obodo ndị ahụ na-emenye ndị mba ọzọ egwu ga-atụ gị egwu.
For this cause will the strong people give glory to you, the town of the cruel ones will be in fear of you.
4 Nʼihi na ị bụụrụ onye na-enweghị ike ebe mgbaba; ị bụkwaara ndị ogbenye ebe mgbaba nʼoge mkpa ha, ebe nchebe siri ike nʼoge oke mmiri ozuzo, na ndo nʼoge okpomọkụ. Nʼihi na nkuume nke ndị na-adịghị emere mmadụ ebere dị ka oke mmiri ozuzo nke na-amakwasị mgbidi,
For you have been a strong place for the poor and the crushed in their trouble, a safe place from the storm, a shade from the heat, when the wrath of the cruel ones is like a winter storm.
5 dịkwa ka okpomọkụ nke na-adị nʼọzara. Ị na-eme ka mkpọtụ nke ndị mba ọzọ kwụsị, dịka ndo nke igwe ojii na-eweta si eme ka okpomọkụ dajụọ, otu a ka abụ ọma nke ndị na-adịghị eme ebere si kwụsị.
As heat by the shade of a cloud, the noise of the men of pride has been made quiet by you; as heat by the shade of a cloud, the song of the cruel ones has been stopped.
6 Nʼelu ugwu a, ka Onyenwe anyị, Onye pụrụ ime ihe niile ga-anọ kwadooro ụwa niile oke oriri. Ọ ga-abụ oke oriri nke ga-adịrị ndị niile. Oke oriri nke ezi anụ na mmanya dị mma ga-adị.
And in this mountain will the Lord of armies make for all peoples a feast of good things, a feast of wines long stored, of good things sweet to the taste, of wines long kept and tested.
7 Nʼelu ugwu a, ka ọ ga-ewepụ ihe ndị ahụ niile na-eweta ihu mgbarụ, nke dị ka akwa e ji kpuchie mmadụ niile, nke kpuchikwara ihu ndị mba niile.
And in this mountain he will put an end to the shade covering the face of all peoples, and the veil which is stretched over all nations.
8 Ọ ga-elomi ọnwụ ruo mgbe ebighị ebi. Onye kachasị ihe niile elu, bụ Onyenwe anyị ga-ehicha anya mmiri niile site nʼihu mmadụ niile, ọ ga-ewezuga ihe ịta ụta niile dakwasịrị ndị ya site nʼụwa niile. Onyenwe anyị ekwuola ya.
He has put an end to death for ever; and the Lord God will take away all weeping; and he will put an end to the shame of his people in all the earth: for the Lord has said it.
9 Nʼụbọchị ahụ, ndị mmadụ ga-asị, “Nke a bụ Chineke anyị nʼezie, anyị tụkwasịrị ya obi, ọ zọpụtakwara anyị. Nke a bụ Onyenwe anyị ahụ, anyị tụkwasịrị ya obi, ka anyị nwee ọṅụ ma ṅụrịakwa na nzọpụta ya.”
And in that day it will be said, See, this is our God; we have been waiting for him, and he will be our saviour: this is the Lord in whom is our hope; we will be glad and have delight in his salvation.
10 Nʼihi na aka Onyenwe anyị ga-adịgide nʼelu ugwu a, ma a ga-azọtọ ndị Moab nʼọnọdụ ha, dịka esi azọda ahịhịa dị nʼokpuru ụkwụ mmadụ.
For in this mountain will the hand of the Lord come to rest, and Moab will be crushed down in his place, even as the dry stems of the grain are crushed under foot in the waste place.
11 Ha ga-agbasa aka ha abụọ nʼime ya, dịka onye na-egwu mmiri si agbasapụ aka ya, ma Chineke ga-eweda mpako ha niile, nʼagbanyeghị ọrụ aghụghọ niile nke aka ha.
And if he puts out his hands, like a man stretching out his hands in swimming, the Lord will make low his pride, however expert his designs.
12 Ọ ga-akwatu mgbidi gị niile dị elu nke e wusiri ike, mee ka ha daruo ala, ọ ga-eme ka ha daruo ala, ruo mgbe ha ghọrọ uzuzu.
And the strong tower of your walls has been broken by him, made low, and crushed even to the dust.
