Isaia 40
1 Hohò, Hohò, ondatikoo, hoe t’i Andrianañahare’ areo.
“Comfort, yes comfort my people!” says your God.
2 Saontsio fañohòañe t’Ierosalaime, vaho koiho ama’e te fa heneke ty ali’e; te jinebañe o hakeo’eo, amy t’ie nandrambe indroe am-pitàn’ Añahare ho vale’ o hene tahi’eo.
“Speak lovingly to the people of Jerusalem, telling them that their hard times are over, that their sins have been forgiven, and that the Lord has paid them twice over for their sins.”
3 Inao ty fiarañanañañe mikoike: Anataho lalañe am-patrambey añe t’Iehovà. Ampimirao lalambey an-dratraratra añe t’i Andrianañahare.
A voice is heard calling, “Prepare the way for the Lord in the wilderness, make a straight highway for our God through the desert.
4 Haonjoñe iaby ze atao goledoñe, naho haketrake iaby o tambohoo ho vàñeñe ze manongatonga, naho hampimiraeñe ze migodeogodeoñe;
Fill in all the valleys; level all the mountains and hills; smooth out the uneven ground; make the rough places flat.
5 le haboake ty enge’ Iehovà, vaho hiharo handrendrek’ aze ze atao nofotse, izay ty nitsaram-palie’ Iehovà.
The Lord's glory will be revealed, and everyone will see it together. This is what the Lord has declared.”
6 Inao ty fiarañanañañe manao ty hoe: Koiho, le hoe ty natoi’e: Ino ty ho koiheko? Ahetse iaby ze atao nofotse, le hoe voñe an-teteke ao ty hasoa’e.
A voice is heard saying, “Shout it out.” I asked, “What shall I shout?” “All human beings are like grass, and all their trustworthiness is like the flowers of the field.
7 Miheatse o ahetseo, mihintsañe o voñe’eo, kanao tiofe’ ty kofòn’ Añahare, toe ahetse ondatio.
The grass wilts and the flower fades when the Lord's breathes on them. Yes, the people are grass!
8 Miheatse o ahetseo, mihintsañe o voñe’eo, fe mijadoñe nainai’e ty tsaran’ Añaharen-tikañe.
However, even though the grass wilts and the flower fades, the word of our God will endure forever.”
9 O ry Tsione mpitaroñe entan-tsoao mañambonea vohitse abo; ry Ierosalaime mpanese talily soao poñafo an-koike ty fiarañanaña’o, aonjono, le ko hembañe; saontsio ty hoe o rova’ Iehodào: Ingo t’i Andrianañahare’ areo!
Zion, bringer of good news, go up a high mountain. Jerusalem, bringer of good news, raise your voice and shout out loud. Don't be afraid to shout really loud! Tell the towns of Judah, “Here is your God!”
10 Hehe, te hitotsak’ an-kaozarañe t’i Talè Iehovà; hifehe am-pità’e; Ingo, te ama’e i tambe’ey, añatrefa’e o vale-soa’eo.
Look! The Lord God is coming with power! He will rule with a firm hand. Look! He's bringing his reward with him, coming to give his gift.
11 Manahake ty mpiarake miandrazañe i mpirai-lia’ey naho manontontoñe o vik’añondri’eo am-pità’e ie otroñe’e añ’araña’e eo, vaho manehak’ ty mampinono mora mb’eo.
He looks after his flock like a shepherd. He picks up the lambs in his arms and holds them close to his chest. He leads those that are nursing young.
12 Ia ty nanovy o ranoo an-dela-pità’e, naho nanjehe i likerañey an-kiho’e, naho nañiake ty debo’ ty tane toy am-pañaranañe, naho nandanja o vohitseo am-pandanjàñe, vaho o tambohoo am-balantsy?
Who has measured the waters he holds in the palm of his hand? Who has marked off the heavens with the span of his hand? Who has worked out the amount of dust of the earth? Who has weighed the mountains on a scale and the hills with a balance?
13 Ia ty nanoro i Arofo’ Iehovà, he ia ty mpañana’e mañòk’ aze?
Who has measured the Spirit of the Lord, or taught him what to do as his counselor?
14 Ia ty niharoa’e safiry, ia ty nampahafohiñe aze, ia ty nanoro aze i lalam-bantañey, naho nampandrendreke aze ty hilala vaho nañòke aze i oloñolon-kihitsey?
Who did the Lord go to for advice to help him understand? Who taught him right from wrong? Who gave him knowledge and showed him the way of wisdom?
15 Toe tsopake an-tsajoa ao ze kilakila ondaty, iaheñe hoe deboke am-pingam-balantsy, vaho lanjaeñe hoe lemboke o tokonoseo.
It's obvious that the nations are just a drop in a bucket. They're like dust on a set of scales. He can pick up islands as if they weigh next to nothing.
16 Tsy ampe horoañe ty Lebanone, tsy mahaenen-kisoroñañe o bibi’eo.
All the wood in Lebanon for a fire and all its animals as a sacrifice wouldn't be enough a burnt offering.
17 Hoe hakoahañe añatrefa’e o fifeheañ’ iabio, volilien-ko tsy vente’e, ie ambane’ ty hatao kapaike.
To him all the nations are like nothing. He counts them as less than nothing—like they don't exist.
18 Hirinkiriñe’o ama’ ia arè t’i Andrianañahare? vintan’ inoñe ty hampanahafe’o ama’e?
Who do you think is like God? What image do you think he looks like?
19 Hera i saren-draha natrana’ i mpitseney, naho nipakora’ i mpanefe-volamenay volamena, vaho nandranjia’ i mpanefe-volafotiy silisily volafoty?
Is he a metal idol that a craftsman casts in a mold, and then a goldsmith overlays it with gold and makes silver chains for it?
20 Le eo ty rarake tsy mahalefe enga, joboñe’e ty hatae tsy ho momoke; paiae’e ty mpandranjy mahimbañe handranjy saren-draha tsy hitroetroe.
Those who are too poor to pay for that choose wood that won't rot, then they look for a skilled wood-carver to make an idol that won't fall over.
21 Tsy fohi’o hao? Tsy jinanji’o hao? Tsy natalily ama’o am-pifotora’e añe hao? Tsy nirendre’o hao o manànta’ ty tane toio?
Don't you know? Haven't you heard? Hasn't it been explained to you from the very beginning? Haven't you understood from the time the world was created?
22 Ie ty miambesatse ambone’ ty fibontolia’ ty tane toy, o mpimone’eo ro manahake kijeja; Ie ty mandamake o likerañeo hoe lamba fañefetse, vaho mamelatse iereo hoe kivohom-pañialoañe.
God sits on his throne above the horizon of the earth; the people that live there are like grasshoppers. He stretches out the heavens like a curtain, spreading them out like a tent to live in.
23 Ie ty mamotsake roandriañe ho hakoahañe, naho ampinjarie’e ho tsy vente’e o mpizaka’ ty tane toio.
He brings leaders down; he makes the rulers of the world like nothing.
24 Ie vaho nitongisañe, aniany te nararake; le namahatse an-tane ao o taho’eo; vaho miheatse t’ie tiofe’e, endese’ o tangololahio añe hoe ahe-maike.
In fact they are hardly even planted, hardly even sown, hardly even taken root, when he blows on them and they wither, and the wind carries them away like straw.
25 Aa le hampanahafe’ areo ama’ ia te Izaho ro hambañe ama’e? Hoe i Masiñey.
“Who are you going to compare me with? Who is equal to me?” asks the Holy One.
26 Ampiandrandrao mb’añ’abo ey o fihaino’oo, mahaisaha: ia ty namboatse iareo? I mañakatse ty havasiaña’ iareo ami’ty ia’ey, hene kanjie’e amy tahina’ey, naho amy hara’elahin-kaozara’ey vaho am-panjofahan-kafatrara’e, leo raike tsy mikipe.
Look at the heavens. Who created all this? He leads the stars like an army, and calls each one by name. Because he has great power and incredible strength, not a single one of them is missing.
27 Ino ty atao’o ty hoe, O Iakobe, naho saontsie’o ty hoe: Ry Israele, Mietake am’ Iehovà ty liako, tsy ahoan’ Añahareko o zokoo.
Why do you speak like this, Jacob, and why do you say, Israel, “The Lord doesn't see what's happening to me, and he's ignoring my rights!”
28 Mboe tsy fohi’o hao? Tsy jinanji’o hao te tsy mitoirañe, tsy mokotse t’i Andrianañahare nainai’e, Iehovà Andrianamboatse o olon-taneo? Tsy taka-tsikaraheñe o hilala’eo.
Don't you know? Haven't you heard? The Lord is the eternal God, the Creator of the whole earth. He's never weak or tired; you can't find out all he knows.
29 Ampaozare’e o midazidazìtseo; vaho hafatrare’e o tsy maozatseo.
He gives strength to the weary and power the powerless.
30 Ndra te toirañe naho màmake o ajalahio, vaho mikoletra ty fanalolahy;
Even young people grow weak and tired—they fall down when they're exhausted.
31 Ho vaoen-kaozarañe o mahaliñe Iehovào; hionjoñe amañ’elatse hoe vantio; hilay fa tsy ho vozake, hinokitse fa tsy ho toirañe.
But those who trust in the Lord will have their strength renewed. They will fly high with wings like eagles. They will run and not be tired. They will walk and not be worn out.
