Isaaya 64
1 Kale singa oyuzizza eggulu n’okka wansi, ensozi ne zikankana mu maaso go!
O that thou wouldst rend the heavens, and come down; That the mountains might tremble at thy presence,
2 Ng’omuliro bwe gukoleerera mu buku, oba nga bwe gufumba amazzi ne gatuuka okwesera, ka wansi omanyise erinnya lyo eri abalabe bo, n’amawanga galyoke gakankanire mu maaso go!
As fire kindleth the dry stubble, As fire causeth water to boil, To make known thy name to thine adversaries, That the nations might tremble at thy presence;
3 Kubanga bwe wakola ebintu eby’entiisa bye twali tetusuubira, wakka ensozi ne ziryoka zikankanira mu maaso go.
As thou once didst wonderful things, which we looked not for, And camest down, so that the mountains trembled at thy presence.
4 Okuva mu mirembe egy’edda teri yali awulidde oba kutu kwali kutegedde, oba liiso lyali lirabye Katonda yenna okuggyako ggwe, alwanirira abo abamulindirira.
For never have men heard, nor perceived by the ear, Nor hath eye seen, a God beside thee. Who doeth such things for those that trust in him.
5 Ojja n’odduukirira abo abakola eby’obutuukirivu n’essanyu, abo abajjukira amakubo go. Naye bwe tweyongera okwonoona ne tugavaako, wakwatibwa obusungu. Ebbanga ddene lye tumaze mu bibi byaffe, ddala tulirokolebwa?
Thou art the friend of those who joyfully do righteousness, Those who remember thee in thy ways. Behold, thou art angry, and we are punished; Long doth the punishment endure, before we are delivered.
6 Ffenna twafuuka batali balongoofu era obutuukirivu bwaffe buli nga nziina ezijjudde obukyafu. Ffenna tuwotookerera ne tukala ng’ekikoola, era ebibi byaffe bitutwala nga mpewo.
We are all of us an unclean thing; Like a filthy garment is all our righteousness; We are all withered like a leaf, And our sins, like a storm, have blown us away.
7 Tewali n’omu akoowoola linnya lyo oba eyewaliriza okukukwatako, kubanga watwekweka tetukyalaba maaso go, era n’otuwaayo ne tuzikirira olw’ebibi byaffe.
There is none that calleth upon thy name, That stirreth himself up to cleave to thee; For thou hidest thy face from us, And lettest us perish by our iniquities.
8 Ate ng’era, Ayi Mukama Katonda, ggwe Kitaffe. Ffe tuli bbumba, ggwe mubumbi, ffe ffenna tuli mulimu gwa mikono gyo.
But now, O Jehovah, thou art our father; We are the clay, and thou hast formed us; We are all of us the work of thy hands.
9 Tosunguwala kisukkiridde nnyo, Ayi Mukama Katonda, tojjukira bibi byaffe mirembe gyonna. Weewaawo, tutunuulire, tusaba, kubanga tuli bantu bo.
Be not wroth, O Jehovah, to the uttermost, Nor remember our iniquity forever! Behold, look upon us, we beseech thee, we are all thy people!
10 Ebibuga byo ebitukuvu bifuuse malungu ne Sayuuni kifuuse ddungu, ne Yerusaalemi nakyo kifulukwa.
Thy holy cities have become a wilderness; Zion is become a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation.
11 Yeekaalu yaffe entukuvu ey’ekitiibwa bakitaffe gye bakutendererezangamu eyokebbwa omuliro, era byonna eby’obugagga bye twakuumanga byazikirira.
Our holy and glorious house, Where our fathers praised thee, Is burned with fire, And all our precious things are laid waste.
12 Nga bino byonna biguddewo, Mukama, era toofeeyo? Onoosirika busirisi n’otubonereza ekisukiridde?
Wilt thou contain thyself at these things, O Jehovah, Wilt thou keep silence, and still grievously afflict us?
