Isaiæ 51
1 Audite me qui sequimini quod iustum est, et quaeritis Dominum: attendite ad petram unde excisi estis, et ad cavernam laci, de qua praecisi estis.
Listen to me, you who pursue righteousness, you who seek Yahweh: look at the rock from which you were chiseled and to the quarry from which you were cut.
2 Attendite ad Abraham patrem vestrum, et ad Saram, quae peperit vos: quia unum vocavi eum, et benedixi ei, et multiplicavi eum.
Look at Abraham, your father, and to Sarah, who bore you; for when he was a lone individual, I called him. I blessed him and made him many.
3 Consolabitur ergo Dominus Sion, et consolabitur omnes ruinas eius: et ponet desertum eius quasi delicias, et solitudinem eius quasi hortum Domini. Gaudium et laetitia invenietur in ea, gratiarum actio, et vox laudis.
Yes, Yahweh will comfort Zion; he will comfort all her waste places; her wilderness he made like Eden, and her desert plains beside the Jordan River valley like the garden of Yahweh; joy and gladness will be found in her, thanksgiving, and the sound of singing.
4 Attendite ad me popule meus, et tribus mea me audite: quia lex a me exiet, et iudicium meum in lucem populorum requiescet.
“Be attentive to me, my people; and listen to me, my people! For I will issue a decree, and I will make my justice to be a light for the nations.
5 Prope est iustus meus, egressus est salvator meus, et brachia mea populos iudicabunt: me insulae expectabunt, et brachium meum sustinebunt.
My righteousness is near; my salvation will go out, and my arm will judge the nations; the coastlands will wait for me; for my arm they will eagerly wait.
6 Levate in caelum oculos vestros, et videte sub terra deorsum: quia caeli sicut fumus liquescent, et terra sicut vestimentum atteretur, et habitatores eius sicut haec interibunt: Salus autem mea in sempiternum erit, et iustitia mea non deficiet.
Lift up your eyes to the sky, and look at the earth beneath, for the heavens will vanish away like smoke, the earth will wear out like a garment, and its inhabitants will die like flies. But my salvation will continue forever, and my righteousness will never stop working.
7 Audite me qui scitis iustum, populus meus lex mea in corde eorum: nolite timere opprobrium hominum, et blasphemias eorum ne metuatis.
Listen to me, you who know what is right, you people who have my law in your heart: Do not fear the insults of men, nor be disheartened by their abuse.
8 Sicut enim vestimentum, sic comedet eos vermis: et sicut lanam, sic devorabit eos tinea: salus autem mea in sempiternum erit, et iustitia mea in generationes generationum.
For the moth will eat them up like a garment, and the worm will eat them like wool; but my righteousness will be forever, and my salvation to all generations.”
9 Consurge, consurge, induere fortitudinem brachium Domini: consurge sicut in diebus antiquis, in generationibus saeculorum. Numquid non tu percussisti superbum, vulnerasti draconem?
Awake, awake, clothe yourself with strength, arm of Yahweh. Awake as in the days of old, the generations of ancient times. Is it not you who crushed Rahab, you who pierced the monster?
10 Numquid non tu siccasti mare, aquam abyssi vehementis: qui posuisti profundum maris viam, ut transirent liberati?
Did you not dry up the sea, the waters of the great deep, and make the depths of the sea into a way for the redeemed to pass through?
11 Et nunc qui redempti sunt a Domino, revertentur, et venient in Sion laudantes, et laetitia sempiterna super capita eorum, gaudium et laetitiam tenebunt, fugiet dolor et gemitus.
The ransomed of Yahweh will return and come to Zion with cries of joy and with gladness forever on their heads; and gladness and joy will overtake them, and sorrow and mourning will flee away.
12 Ego, ego ipse consolabor vos: quis tu ut timeres ab homine mortali, et a filio hominis, qui quasi foenum ita arescet?
“I, I, am he who comforts you. Why are you afraid of men, who will die, the sons of mankind, who are made like grass?
13 Et oblitus es Domini factoris tui, qui tetendit caelos, et fundavit terram: et formidasti iugiter tota die a facie furoris eius, qui te tribulabat, et paraverat ad perdendum: ubi nunc est furor tribulantis?
Why have you forgotten Yahweh your Maker, who stretched out the heavens and laid the foundations of the earth? You are in constant dread every day because of the hot fury of the oppressor when he decides to destroy. Where is the fury of the oppressor?
14 Cito veniet gradiens ad aperiendum, et non interficiet usque ad internecionem, nec deficiet panis eius.
The one who is bent down, Yahweh will hurry to release; he will not die and go down to the pit, nor will he lack bread.
15 Ego autem sum Dominus Deus tuus, qui conturbo mare, et intumescunt fluctus eius: Dominus exercituum nomen meum.
For I am Yahweh your God, who churns up the sea so that its waves roar—Yahweh of hosts is his name.
16 Posui verba mea in ore tuo, et in umbra manus meae protexi te, ut plantes caelos, et fundes terram: et dicas ad Sion: Populus meus es tu.
I have placed my words in your mouth, and I have covered you in the shadow of my hand, that I may plant the heavens, lay the foundations of the earth, and say to Zion, 'You are my people.'”
17 Elevare, elevare, consurge Ierusalem, quae bibisti de manu Domini calicem irae eius: usque ad fundum calicis soporis bibisti, et potasti usque ad faeces.
Awake, awake, stand up, Jerusalem, you who have drunk out of the hand of Yahweh from the bowl of his anger; you who have drunk out of the bowl, down to the dregs from the cup of staggering.
18 Non est qui sustentet eam ex omnibus filiis, quos genuit: et non est qui apprehendat manum eius ex omnibus filiis, quos enutrivit.
There is no one among all the sons she has born to guide her; there is no one among all the sons that she has raised to take her by the hand.
19 Duo sunt quae occurrerunt tibi: quis contristabitur super te? vastitas, et contritio, et fames, et gladius, quis consolabitur te?
These two troubles happened to you—who will grieve with you?— desolation and destruction, and the famine and the sword. Who will comfort you?
20 Filii tui proiecti sunt, dormierunt in capite omnium viarum, sicut oryx illaqueatus: pleni indignatione Domini, increpatione Dei tui.
Your sons have fainted; they lie at every street corner, like an antelope in a net; they are filled with the anger of Yahweh, the rebuke of your God.
21 Idcirco audi hoc paupercula, et ebria non a vino.
But now hear this, you oppressed one and drunken one, but not drunk with wine:
22 Haec dicit dominator tuus Dominus, et Deus tuus, qui pugnabit pro populo suo: Ecce tuli de manu tua calicem soporis, fundum calicis indignationis meae, non adiicies ut bibas illum ultra.
Your Lord Yahweh, your God, who pleads the cause of his people, says this, “See, I have taken the cup of staggering from your hand— the bowl, which is the cup of my anger—so that you will not drink it again.
23 Et ponam illum in manu eorum, qui te humiliaverunt, et dixerunt animae tuae: Incurvare, ut transeamus: et posuisti ut terram corpus tuum, et quasi viam transeuntibus.
I will put it into the hand of your tormentors, those who have said to you, 'Lie down, that we may walk over you'; you made your back like the ground and like the street for them to walk on.”
