Aịzaya 57
1 Ndị ezi omume na-ala nʼiyi, ma ọ dịghị onye ọbụla na-etinye ya nʼobi; a na-ewezuga ndị ji obi ha niile na-efe Chineke, ma ọ dịghị onye na-aghọta, na-ewezugara onye ezi omume pụọ nʼihu ihe ọjọọ.
The righteous perishes, and no man lays it to heart: and merciful men are taken away, none considering that the righteous is taken away from the evil to come.
2 Ndị na-agazi agazi nʼụzọ ha na-abanye nʼudo. Ha na-enwekwa izuike mgbe ha dinara nʼọnwụ.
He shall enter into peace: they shall rest in their beds, each one walking in his uprightness.
3 “Ma unu onwe unu, bịanụ nʼebe a, unu ụmụ ndị mgbaasị, unu ụmụ ndị na-akwa iko, na ụmụ ndị akwụna.
But draw near here, you sons of the sorceress, the seed of the adulterer and the whore.
4 Onye ka unu na-akwa emo? Onye ka unu na-akọcha, na-arapụtakwara ire unu? Unu ọ bụghị ụmụ ndị nnupu isi, mkpụrụ ndị na-ekwu okwu ụgha?
Against whom do you sport yourselves? against whom make you a wide mouth, and draw out the tongue? are you not children of transgression, a seed of falsehood,
5 Unu na-emejupụta ihe ọjọọ niile na-agụ obi unu agụụ mgbe unu zukọrọ na-efe arụsị unu nʼokpuru osisi ook ọbụla. Unu na-ewerekwa ụmụ unu chụọ aja na ndagwurugwu niile, na nʼokpuru nkume niile dị elu.
Enflaming yourselves with idols under every green tree, slaying the children in the valleys under the clefts of the rocks?
6 Chi unu na-efe bụ nkume niile na-akwọ mụrụmụrụ, nke dị na ndagwurugwu niile, ha bụ ihe nketa nza unu fere. E, ọ bụ ha ka unu na-awụpụrụ onyinye mmanya unu niile na onyinye mkpụrụ ọka unu niile. Nʼihi ihe ndị a niile, m ga-esi aṅaa dere duu?
Among the smooth stones of the stream is your portion; they, they are your lot: even to them have you poured a drink offering, you have offered a meat offering. Should I receive comfort in these?
7 Ọ bụ nʼelu ugwu dị elu ka unu doziiri onwe unu ihe ndina, nʼebe ahụ kwa ka unu gara chụọ aja unu.
On a lofty and high mountain have you set your bed: even thither went you up to offer sacrifice.
8 Ọ bụkwa nʼazụ ọnụ ụzọ niile, na ibo ụzọ niile, ka ị kwụbara oyiyi arụsị gị. Ị gbakụtara m azụ, yipụ uwe gị rịbanye nʼime ihe ndina gị, ebe gị na ndị ahụ ị hụrụ nʼanya dinakọrọ, imejupụta ihe ọjọọ ahụ na-agụ obi gị agụụ.
Behind the doors also and the posts have you set up your remembrance: for you have discovered yourself to another than me, and are gone up; you have enlarged your bed, and made you a covenant with them; you loved their bed where you saw it.
9 Ị were mmanụ jekwuru Molek meekwa ka mmanụ otite gị na-esi isi ụtọ baa ụba. Ị zipụrụ ndị nnọchite anya gị gaa na mba dị anya; ị gbadara ruo nʼime ime ala mmụọ. (Sheol h7585)
And you went to the king with ointment, and did increase your perfumes, and did send your messengers far off, and did debase yourself even to hell. (Sheol h7585)
10 Oke mwagharị ndị a niile emeela ike gwụsịa gị, ma ị dịghị asị, ‘Olileanya adịghị.’ Ị chọtara ntute nye ndụ gị, ya mere, na ị daghị mba.
You are wearied in the greatness of your way; yet said you not, There is no hope: you have found the life of your hand; therefore you were not grieved.
11 “Onye na-emenye gị ụjọ na egwu dị otu a? Nke mere na ị dịghị agwa m eziokwu? Ị naghị echetakwa m, ị naghị atụgharịkwa ihe banyere m nʼobi gị? Ọ bụ nʼihi na m gbara nkịtị oge ndị a niile ka i ji hapụ ịtụ m egwu?
And of whom have you been afraid or feared, that you have lied, and have not remembered me, nor laid it to your heart? have not I held my peace even of old, and you fear me not?
12 Lee, aga m ekpughe ezi omume gị na ọrụ ọma gị, igosi gị na ihe ndị a ị gụrụ dị ka ezi ihe agaghị enyere gị aka.
I will declare your righteousness, and your works; for they shall not profit you.
13 Mgbe ị ga-eti mkpu akwa maka enyemaka, ka arụsị niile ndị ịchịkọbara zọpụta gị. Ikuku ga-eburu ha niile bufuo, naanị otu nkuume ga-ekutu ha. Ma onye ọbụla gbabara nʼime m izere ndụ ga-eketa ala ahụ; ha ga-enwetakwa ugwu nsọ m.”
When you cry, let your companies deliver you; but the wind shall carry them all away; vanity shall take them: but he that puts his trust in me shall possess the land, and shall inherit my holy mountain;
14 A ga-asịkwa, “Dozienụ ụzọ! Dozienụ ụzọ, mee ya ka ọ maa mma. Bupụsịanụ ihe ịsọ ngọngọ niile nʼụzọ ndị m.”
And shall say, Cast you up, cast you up, prepare the way, take up the stumbling block out of the way of my people.
15 Nʼihi ihe a ka onye dị elu, onye e mere ka ọ dị ukwuu, onye dị mgbe ebighị ebi, onye aha ya dị nsọ kwuru: “Ebi m nʼebe dị elu nke dịkwa nsọ, ibinyere onye dị umeala nʼobi, na onye wedara mmụọ ya nʼala, itute mmụọ nke onye e wedara nʼala, na ịkpọlite mmụọ nke onye dị umeala nʼobi.
For thus says the high and lofty One that inhabits eternity, whose name is Holy; I dwell in the high and holy place, with him also that is of a contrite and humble spirit, to revive the spirit of the humble, and to revive the heart of the contrite ones.
16 Nʼihi na ọ bụghị ruo ebighị ebi ka m ga na-emegide gị, maọbụ na-egosi iwe m. Ọ bụrụ na m emee otu a, mmụọ ndị mmadụ ụwa niile ga-ada mba, ya na mkpụrụobi niile ahụ m ji aka m kpụọ.
For I will not contend for ever, neither will I be always wroth: for the spirit should fail before me, and the souls which I have made.
17 Ewesoro m ha iwe nʼihi mmehie ha na oke ọchịchọ ha. Ọ bụkwa nʼihi ya ka m ji taa ha ahụhụ, gbakụtakwa ha azụ. Ma lee, ha nọgidesikwara ike na-eme mmehie, na-eme ihe ọbụla nke na-atọ obi ha ụtọ.
For the iniquity of his covetousness was I wroth, and smote him: I hid me, and was wroth, and he went on frowardly in the way of his heart.
18 Ahụla m ihe niile ha mere ma aga m agwọ ha. Aga m edu ha, kasịekwa ndị na-eru ụjụ nʼIzrel obi.
I have seen his ways, and will heal him: I will lead him also, and restore comforts to him and to his mourners.
19 Aga m eme ka abụ otuto dị nʼegbugbere ọnụ ha. Udo, udo, dịrị ndị nọ nso na ndị nọ nʼebe dị anya,” ka Onyenwe anyị kwuru. “Aga m agwọkwa ha.”
I create the fruit of the lips; Peace, peace to him that is far off, and to him that is near, says the LORD; and I will heal him.
20 Ma ndị niile na-emebi iwu dị ka oke osimiri na-amagharị amagharị, nke na-adịghị ezu ike mgbe ọbụla. Ọ na-amapụtakwa ụrọ na apịtị.
But the wicked are like the troubled sea, when it cannot rest, whose waters cast up mire and dirt.
21 “Ọ dịkwaghị udo dịrị onye na-emebi iwu,” ka Chineke kwuru.
There is no peace, says my God, to the wicked.
