Ezayi 40
1 Bobondisa, bobondisa bato na Ngai, elobi Nzambe na bino.
Comfort ye—comfort ye my people, —Saith your God.
2 Boloba kati na Yelusalemi, boyebisa ye ete minyoko na ye ekomi na suka, masumu na ye esili kolimbisama, pamba te asili kozwa na loboko ya Yawe ngolu koleka mbala mibale mpo na masumu na ye nyonso.
Speak ye unto the heart of Jerusalem, And cry unto her, —That accomplished is her warfare, That accepted is her punishment, —That she hath received, at the hand of Yahweh, According to the full measure of all her sins.
3 Mongongo ya moto moko ezali kobelela: « Kati na esobe, bobongisa nzela mpo na Yawe; kati na mabele ya kokawuka, bosembolela Nzambe na biso nzela moko ya monene.
A voice of one crying!—In the desert, prepare ye the way of Yahweh, —Make smooth in the waste plain a highway for our God:
4 Tika ete mabwaku nyonso ekundama, bangomba nyonso ya milayi to ya mikuse ekitisama, banzela nyonso oyo etengama esembolama, mpe mabulu nyonso ekoma bitando.
Let, every valley, be exalted, And every mountain and hill, be made low, —And, the steep ground become, level, And, the chain of hills—a plain:
5 Bongo, nkembo na Yawe ekomonisama, mpe bato nyonso bakomona yango elongo; » pamba te Yawe nde alobi.
Then shall be revealed the glory of Yahweh, —And all flesh shall see it together, For, the mouth of Yahweh, hath spoken!
6 Mongongo moko elobi: « Belela! » Mpe nazongisaki: « Nabelela likambo nini? » « Bato nyonso bazalaka lokola matiti, mpe nkembo na bango nyonso ezalaka lokola bafololo ya bilanga.
A voice saying Cry! And one said—What should I cry? All flesh, is grass, And, all the grace thereof, like the flower of the field:
7 Matiti ekawukaka mpe fololo elembaka, tango mopepe ya Yawe elekaka likolo na yango. Solo, bato bazali lokola matiti:
The grass hath withered The flower hath faded, Because, the breath of Yahweh, hath blown upon it! Surely the people is grass!
8 Matiti ekawukaka mpe fololo elembaka, kasi Liloba na Nzambe na biso ewumelaka seko na seko. »
The grass, hath withered, The flower, hath faded, —But the word of our God, shall stand unto times age-abiding!
9 Mata likolo ya ngomba, Siona, yo momemi sango malamu; tombola mongongo na yo mpe ganga makasi, Yelusalemi, yo momemi sango malamu; tombola yango penza, kobanga te; loba na bingumba ya Yuda: « Botala Nzambe na bino! »
To a high mountain, get ye up, O herald—band of Zion, Lift high with strength your voice, O herald—band of Jerusalem, —Lift it high, do not fear, Say to the cities of Judah—Lo! your God!
10 Botala, Nkolo Yawe azali koya na nguya, loboko na Ye ezali kopesa Ye makoki ya kokonza. Botala, azali na lifuti elongo na Ye, azali kotambola na lifuti na Ye.
Lo! My Lord, Yahweh, as a mighty one, doth come, And, his own arm, is about to rule for him, —Lo! his reward, is with him, And, his recompense, before him;
11 Azali kobatela etonga na Ye lokola mobateli bibwele: kosangisa bana meme na maboko na Ye mpe kokanga bango na tolo na Ye; kotambolisa malembe-malembe bana meme ya basi oyo ezali nanu komela mabele.
Like a shepherd, his flock, will he tend, In his own arm, will he take up the lambs, And in his own bosom, will he carry [them], —Them which are with young, will he lead to a place of rest.
12 Nani asila komeka ebale monene kati na loboko na Ye, to likolo na nzela ya molayi ya misapi na Ye? Nani asila kosangisa putulu nyonso ya mabele kati na katini moko to komeka kilo ya bangomba milayi na nzela ya ndobo to komeka kilo ya bangomba mikuse na nzela ya emekelo kilo?
Who hath measured, with the hollow of his hand, the waters. Or the heavens with a span, hath meted out, Or hath comprehended, in a measure, the dust of the earth, Or weighed, in scales, the mountains, Or the hills, in a balance?
13 Nani asosoli makanisi ya Yawe to apesi Ye toli lokola molakisi?
Who hath proved the spirit of Yahweh? Or being his counsellor hath been giving him knowledge?
14 Yawe atunaki toli na nani mpo ete apesa Ye mayele? Nani alakisaki Ye ndenge bakataka makambo na sembo to apesaki Ye boyebi, to mpe ateyaki Ye nzela ya bososoli?
With whom hath he taken counsel—And he hath given him intelligence, And instructed him in the path of justice, —And taught him knowledge, And in the way of intelligence, hath been giving him understanding?
15 Solo, bikolo ezali lokola litanga moko ya mayi na katini, lokola putulu kati na emekelo kilo! Tala, amekaka bisanga lokola eloko ya moke penza.
Lo! nations, Are us a drop on a bucket, And as fine dust on a balance, are accounted, —Lo! islands, like an atom, can he hoist;
16 Banzete ya Libani ekokoka te mpo na kopelisa moto ya etumbelo, mpe banyama na yango ekokoka te mpo na kotumba mbeka.
And, Lebanon, is not sufficient to burn, —Nor, the beasts thereof sufficient for an ascending-sacrifice!
17 Na miso na Ye, bikolo nyonso ezali lokola biloko pamba; amonaka yango lokola eloko pamba to mpe lokola eloko te.
All nations, are as nothing before him, —A thing of nought or a waste, are they accounted unto him?
18 Bolingi kokokanisa Nzambe na nani? Bolingi kokokanisa Ye na elilingi nini?
Unto whom then can ye liken GOD? Or, what likeness, can ye compare unto him?
19 Ndenge basalaka ekeko, mosali bikeko anyangwisi ebende na moto mpe asali ekeko; mosali ya wolo abambi ekeko yango wolo, bongo akangisi yango na basheneti ya palata.
The image, hath been cast by an artificer, And a goldsmith, with gold, overlayeth it, —And, chains of silver, he worketh.
20 Moto oyo azangi makoki ya kobonza makabo ya boye mpo ete azali mobola makasi akopona nzete oyo epolaka te; akoluka mosali bikeko oyo azali penza mayele mpo na kosala nzambe ya ekeko oyo eninganaka te.
The needy offerer, of a tree that will not rot, maketh choice, —A skilled artificer, seeketh he out for himself to construct an image that shall not totter,
21 Boyebi yango te? Boyoka nanu yango te? Bayebisa bino nanu yango te wuta na ebandeli? Bososola nanu yango te wuta mokili esalema?
Have ye never taken note? Have ye never heard? Hath it not from the beginning, been told you? Have ye not been led to discern, from the foundations of the earth?
22 Yawe avandaka na likolo ya mondelo ya mabele, epai wapi bato na yango bamonanaka lokola mabanki; atandaki likolo lokola liputa mpe afungolaki yango lokola ndako ya kapo mpo na kovanda kuna;
It is he who sitteth upon the circle of the earth, While the inhabitants thereof are, as grass-hoppers, —Who stretcheth forth, as a curtain, the heavens, And spreadeth them out as a tent to dwell in;
23 akomisaka bakonzi ya mokili bato pamba, mpe bakambi na yango lokola biloko pamba.
Who delivereth dignitaries to nothingness, —Judges of earth, like a desolation, hath he made:
24 Tango nanu batiami kutu na mabele te, nanu balonami kutu te, mobimbi na bango ezwi nanu ata misisa te, afuli bango lokola mopepe mpe bakawuki, bongo mopepe makasi ememi bango lokola matiti ya kokawuka.
Scarcely have they been planted, Scarcely have they been sown, Scarcely hath their stock, begun to take root in the earth, When he hath just blown upon them and they have withered, And, a whirlwind, as though they had been chaff, carrieth them away.
25 « Bolingi kokokanisa Ngai na nani? Bolingi kotia Ngai esika moko na nani, » elobi Ye oyo azali Mosantu?
Unto whom then, can ye liken me, or can I be equal? Saith the Holy One.
26 Botombola miso na bino mpe botala na likolo: Nani akela biloko nyonso ya likolo: moyi, sanza, minzoto mpe biloko mosusu? Ezali Ye oyo abimisaka mampinga nyonso ya minzoto mpe abengaka yango moko na moko na kombo na yango. Mpo na bokonzi monene mpe nguya makasi na Ye, moko te kati na yango ezangaka.
Lift on high your eyes—and see who hath created these, That bringeth forth, by number, their host, —To all of them by name, doth call, Because of the abundance of vigour and alertness of strength, not one, is missing!
27 Oh Jakobi, mpo na nini ozali koloba; oh Isalaele, mpo na nini kotatola: « Nzela na ngai ebombami na miso ya Yawe, likambo na ngai eyebani te na Nzambe na ngai? »
Wherefore, shouldest thou say, O Jacob, or speak, O Israel, —Hidden is my path from Yahweh, And from my God, my vindication, will pass?
28 Oyebi te? Nanu oyoka te? Yawe azali Nzambe ya libela na libela, azali Mokeli ya basuka ya mabele; alembaka te mpe apemaka te, mpe moko te akoki kososola mayele na Ye.
Hast thou not known, Hast thou not heard, That The God of age-past time—Yahweh The Creator of the ends of the earth Fainteth not neither groweth weary—There is no searching of his understanding:
29 Apesaka makasi na bato oyo balembi mpe abakisaka nguya na bato oyo bazanga nguya.
Giving to him that fainteth, strength, And to him that hath no vigour, he causeth, power to abound?
30 Solo, bilenge bapemaka mpe balembaka, bilombe batengaka-tengaka;
Youths both faint and grow weary, And, young warriors—they fall, they fall;
31 basi bato oyo batiaka elikya na Yawe, Yawe ayeisaka makasi na bango ya sika: bapumbwaka likolo lokola bampongo, bapotaka mbangu mpe bapemaka te, batambolaka mpe balembaka te.
But, they who wait for Yahweh, shall renew their strength, They shall mount on strong pinion like eagles, —They shall run and not grow weary, They shall walk and not faint.
