Isaaya 40
1 Mugumye, mugumye abantu bange, bw’ayogera Katonda wammwe.
Comfort ye—comfort ye my people, —Saith your God.
2 Muzzeemu Yerusaalemi amaanyi mumubuulire nti, entalo ze ziweddewo, n’obutali butuukirivu bwe busasuliddwa. Era Mukama amusasudde emirundi ebiri olw’ebibi bye byonna.
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 Eddoboozi ly’oyo ayogera liwulikika ng’agamba nti, “Muteeketeeke ekkubo lya Mukama mu ddungu, mutereeze oluguudo lwe mu ddungu.
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 Buli kiwonvu kirigulumizibwa, na buli lusozi n’akasozi ne bikkakkanyizibwa. N’obukyamu buligololwa, ebifo ebitali bisende ne bitereezebwa.
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 Ekitiibwa kya Mukama kiribikkulwa, ne bonna abalina omubiri balikirabira wamu, kubanga akamwa ka Mukama ke kakyogedde.”
Then shall be revealed the glory of Yahweh, —And all flesh shall see it together, For, the mouth of Yahweh, hath spoken!
6 Ne mpulira eddoboozi nga ligamba nti, “Yogera mu ddoboozi ery’omwanguka.” Ne ŋŋamba nti, “Nnaayogera ki?” Ne linziramu nti, gamba nti, “Abantu bonna bali nga muddo, n’obulungi bwabwe bumala ennaku ntono ng’ebimuli eby’omu nnimiro.
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 Omuddo guwotoka, ekimuli kiyongobera, omukka gwa Mukama bwe gugufuuwako. Mazima abantu muddo.
The grass hath withered The flower hath faded, Because, the breath of Yahweh, hath blown upon it! Surely the people is grass!
8 Omuddo guwotoka, ekimuli kiyongobera, naye ekigambo kya Katonda waffe kibeerera emirembe gyonna.”
The grass, hath withered, The flower, hath faded, —But the word of our God, shall stand unto times age-abiding!
9 Ggwe abuulira Sayuuni ebigambo ebirungi, werinnyire ku lusozi oluwanvu; ggwe abuulira Yerusaalemi ebigambo ebirungi, yimusa eddoboozi lyo n’amaanyi, liyimuse oyogere, totya. Gamba ebibuga bya Yuda nti, “Laba Katonda wammwe ajja!”
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 Laba, Mukama Katonda ajja n’amaanyi mangi era afuga n’omukono gwe ogw’amaanyi ag’ekitalo. Laba empeera ye eri mu mukono gwe, buli muntu afune nga bw’akoze.
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 Aliisa ekisibo kye ng’omusumba, akuŋŋaanya abaana b’endiga mu mukono gwe n’abasitula mu kifuba kye, n’akulembera mpola mpola ezibayonsa.
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 Ani eyali ageze amazzi g’ennyanja mu kibatu kye, n’apima eggulu n’oluta, n’apima enfuufu y’oku nsi mu kibbo, oba n’apima ensozi ku minzaani, n’obusozi ku kipima?
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 Ani eyali aluŋŋamizza Omwoyo wa Mukama? Ani ayinza okumuyigiriza n’amuwa amagezi?
Who hath proved the spirit of Yahweh? Or being his counsellor hath been giving him knowledge?
14 Ani gwe yali yeebuuzizzako amuwe ku magezi, era ani eyali amuyigirizza ekkubo ettuufu? Ani eyali amusomesezza eby’amagezi n’amulaga okuyiga, n’okumanya n’okutegeera?
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 Laba amawanga gali ng’ettondo eriri mu nsuwa, era ng’enfuufu ekutte ku minzaani, apima ebizinga ng’apima olufuufu ku minzaani.
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 N’ensolo zonna ez’omu kibira kya Lebanooni tezimala kubeera kiweebwayo eri Katonda waffe, n’emiti gyamu gyonna mitono nnyo tegisobola kuvaamu nku zimala.
And, Lebanon, is not sufficient to burn, —Nor, the beasts thereof sufficient for an ascending-sacrifice!
17 Amawanga gonna ag’omu nsi gabalibwa mu maaso ge, gy’ali gabalibwa nga si kintu n’akamu.
All nations, are as nothing before him, —A thing of nought or a waste, are they accounted unto him?
18 Kale ani gwe mulifaananya Katonda? Oba kifaananyi ki kye mulimugeraageranyizaako?
Unto whom then can ye liken GOD? Or, what likeness, can ye compare unto him?
19 Ekifaananyi ekyole omukozi akifumba, n’omuweesi wa zaabu n’akibikkako zaabu, n’akibikkako n’emikuufu egya ffeeza.
The image, hath been cast by an artificer, And a goldsmith, with gold, overlayeth it, —And, chains of silver, he worketh.
20 Oyo omwavu atasobola kufuna ffeeza oba zaabu afuna omuti omugumu ogutavunda ne yenoonyeza omukozi omugezigezi okusimba n’okunyweza ekifaananyi ekyole.
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 Temunnamanya, temunnawulira, temubuulirwanga okuva ku kutondebwa kw’ensi?
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 Katonda atuula ku nsi enneekulungirivu, era gy’ali abantu bali ng’amayanzi. Atimba eggulu ng’olutimbe era alibamba ng’eweema ey’okubeeramu.
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 Afuula abafuzi obutaba kintu, afuula n’abalamuzi mu nsi okuba ekitaliimu.
Who delivereth dignitaries to nothingness, —Judges of earth, like a desolation, hath he made:
24 Bali ng’ebisimbe ebyakamera biba bya kasimbibwa, biba byakasigibwa, biba byakaleeta emirandira, nga abifuuwa nga biwotoka, ng’embuyaga ebitwalira ddala ng’ebisasiro.
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 “Kale mulinfaananya ani, ani gwe mulinnenkanya?” bw’ayogera Omutukuvu.
Unto whom then, can ye liken me, or can I be equal? Saith the Holy One.
26 Muyimuse amaaso gammwe mulabe ebiri ku ggulu. Ani eyatonda ebyo byonna? Oyo afulumya ebyaka eby’omu bbanga afulumya kina kimu, byonna nga bwe biri, n’abiyita amannya gaabyo. Olw’obukulu bw’obuyinza bwe era kubanga wa maanyi ga nsusso, tewali na kimu kibulako.
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 Lwaki ogamba ggwe Yakobo era ne wemulugunya ggwe Isirayiri nti, “Mukama tamanyi mitawaana gye mpitamu, era tafaayo nga tuggyibwako eddembe lyaffe ery’obwebange”?
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 Tonnamanya? Tonnawulira? Mukama, ye Katonda ataliggwaawo. Omutonzi w’enkomerero y’ensi. Tazirika so takoowa era n’amagezi ge tewali n’omu ayinza kugapima.
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 Awa amaanyi abazirika, n’oyo atalina buyinza amwongerako amaanyi.
Giving to him that fainteth, strength, And to him that hath no vigour, he causeth, power to abound?
30 Abavubuka bazirika, bakoowa, n’abalenzi bagwira ddala.
Youths both faint and grow weary, And, young warriors—they fall, they fall;
31 Naye abo abalindirira Mukama baliddamu buggya amaanyi gaabwe, balitumbiira n’ebiwaawaatiro ng’empungu; balidduka mbiro ne batakoowa, balitambula naye ne batazirika.
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.
