Isaia 44
1 Aa le janjiño heike ry Iakobe mpitoroko, ry Israele jinoboko.
Yet listen now, Jacob my servant, and Israel, whom I have chosen.
2 Hoe t’Iehovà namboatse azo, i namoroñe azo an-koviñ’ aoy, Ie ty hañimb’azo: ko hemban-drehe ry Iakobe mpitoroko, naho ry Iesorone jinoboko.
This is what the LORD who made you, and formed you from the womb, who will help you says: “Don’t be afraid, Jacob my servant; and you, Jeshurun, whom I have chosen.
3 Fa hañiliñako rano i kirikintàñey, naho rano mitsiritsioke an-tane maike eo; hadoako amo tiri’oo ty Troko, naho amo tarira’oo ty fañanintsiko.
For I will pour water on him who is thirsty, and streams on the dry ground. I will pour my Spirit on your descendants, and my blessing on your offspring;
4 Le hitiry añate ahetse ao iereo manahake ty sohihy añolon-tsaka ey.
and they will spring up among the grass, as willows by the watercourses.
5 Hanao ty hoe ty raike: A Iehovà iraho, le hitoka ty añara’e ho Iakobe ty raike; ty ila’e hanokitse am-pità’e eo t’ie a Iehovà, vaho hatao’e Israele ty añaram-binta’e.
One will say, ‘I am the LORD’s.’ Another will be called by the name of Jacob; and another will write with his hand ‘to the LORD,’ and honor the name of Israel.”
6 Hoe t’Iehovà, Mpanjaka’ Israele naho ty Mpijeba’e, t’Iehovà’ i Màroy; Izaho ro valoha’e, Izaho ro figadoña’e, le tsy eo t’i Andrianañahare naho tsy Izaho avao.
This is what the LORD, the King of Israel, and his Redeemer, the LORD of Hosts, says: “I am the first, and I am the last; and besides me there is no God.
7 Ia ty manahak’ ahy—angao ho koihe’e naho ho taroñe’e, hamolily amako— boak’ amy nampijadoñako o matoetoeo! He adono re hitoky o viloñe ho avio, o raha mbe tsy nifetsakeo.
Who is like me? Who will call, and will declare it, and set it in order for me, since I established the ancient people? Let them declare the things that are coming, and that will happen.
8 Ko hemban-drehe, ko mahimahiñe, tsy fa nitaroñeko haehae hao? Mbore nikoihako? Inahareo ro valolombeloko: Ia t’i Andrianañahare añ’ilako? Ia ka ty Lamilamy? ie alik’ amako.
Don’t fear, neither be afraid. Haven’t I declared it to you long ago, and shown it? You are my witnesses. Is there a God besides me? Indeed, there is not. I don’t know any other Rock.”
9 Songa tsy manjofake o mpamoroñe sare’ndrahareo, vaho tsy vara o mahasinda iareoo; tsy maharendreke o mpitalili’ iareoo, tsy mahafohiñe, hisalara’e.
Everyone who makes a carved image is vain. The things that they delight in will not profit. Their own witnesses don’t see, nor know, that they may be disappointed.
10 Ia ty namoroñe ty ‘ndrahare, ndra nampitranake saren-draha tsy jefa’e?
Who has fashioned a god, or molds an image that is profitable for nothing?
11 Toe ho meñatse iaby o mpirimboñe ama’eo, mentsake ondaty nandranjy iareoo; angao hifanontone iereo, songa hijohañe ey hirevendreveñe, sindre hitrao-kasalarañe.
Behold, all his fellows will be disappointed; and the workmen are mere men. Let them all be gathered together. Let them stand up. They will fear. They will be put to shame together.
12 Manefe fekoñe ty mpanefe, tolone’e am-baen’ afo, foroñe’e ami’ty ana-bato, anoe’e an-tsirañe maozatse; miha-kerè re, milesa i haozara’ey; tsy minon-drano, midazidazìtse.
The blacksmith takes an ax, works in the coals, fashions it with hammers, and works it with his strong arm. He is hungry, and his strength fails; he drinks no water, and is faint.
13 Mamavatse taly ty mpandranjy; sokire’e am-penisily; lamae’e am-pandama, patere’e an-kompà, vaho tsene’e ho sarem-binta’ondaty an-katsomerentseren-dra-olombelo, hitoboha’e añ’anjomba ao.
The carpenter stretches out a line. He marks it out with a pencil. He shapes it with planes. He marks it out with compasses, and shapes it like the figure of a man, with the beauty of a man, to reside in a house.
14 Firae’e ho aze ty mendoraveñe, rambese’e ty varo naho ty kobaiñe; beize’e ka ty hatae raike añ’ala ao, ambolè’e ty kintsy, vaho mamahañe aze i orañey.
He cuts down cedars for himself, and takes the cypress and the oak, and strengthens for himself one among the trees of the forest. He plants a cypress tree, and the rain nourishes it.
15 Minjare raha mete oroa’ ondaty, aa le angala’e hamindroa’e; eka viañe’e naho anokona’e mahakama; mbore andranjia’e ndrahare, naho mitalaho ama’e, anokira’e hazomanga vaho midrakadrakak’ ama’e.
Then it will be for a man to burn; and he takes some of it and warms himself. Yes, he burns it and bakes bread. Yes, he makes a god and worships it; he makes it a carved image, and falls down to it.
16 Olora’e añ’afo ao ty ila’e; ikama’e i henay ie mitono ty ila’ i henay, le anjañe, eka, amindroa’e le manao ty hoe: Hiry! Mafana iraho fa nitendrek’afo.
He burns part of it in the fire. With part of it, he eats meat. He roasts a roast and is satisfied. Yes, he warms himself and says, “Aha! I am warm. I have seen the fire.”
17 Ty sisa’e amboare’e ‘ndrahare, toe sare’e; mibaboke re italahoa’e, naho ihalalia’e, manao ty hoe: Hahao iraho, fa ‘ndrahareko irehe?
The rest of it he makes into a god, even his engraved image. He bows down to it and worships, and prays to it, and says, “Deliver me, for you are my god!”
18 Tsy apota’e, tsy mahilala; fa nakipe’e ty maso’iareo, tsy hahaisake, naho ty tro’e tsy haharendreke.
They don’t know, neither do they consider, for he has shut their eyes, that they can’t see, and their hearts, that they can’t understand.
19 Tsy eo ty mitsakore an-troke te tsy ama’e ty hihitse ndra hilala hanoa’e ty hoe: Toe finorototoko añ’afo ao ty ila’e; eka fa nanokonako ahandro o vae’eo; fa nahandroako hena naho nihinañe; aa vaho handranjiako raha tiva ty sisa’e? Hibabohako hao ty foto-katae?
No one thinks, neither is there knowledge nor understanding to say, “I have burned part of it in the fire. Yes, I have also baked bread on its coals. I have roasted meat and eaten it. Shall I make the rest of it into an abomination? Shall I bow down to a tree trunk?”
20 Lavenoke ty itamboavokaha’e, nampivike aze ty tro’e finitake, tsy haharombaha’e aiñe, hanao ty hoe: Tsy vande hao ty an-tañan-kavanako toa?
He feeds on ashes. A deceived heart has turned him aside; and he can’t deliver his soul, nor say, “Isn’t there a lie in my right hand?”
21 Tiahio o raha zao ry Iakobe, naho ry Israele, amy te mpitoroko; Izaho ty nitsene azo, fetrek’oroko irehe; ry Israele, ehe ko andikofa’o.
Remember these things, Jacob and Israel, for you are my servant. I have formed you. You are my servant. Israel, you will not be forgotten by me.
22 Fa finaoko hoe rahoñe milodolodo o fiolà’oo, naho hoe mika-mikopoke o tahi’oo, mibaliha amako fa nijebañeko.
I have blotted out, as a thick cloud, your transgressions, and, as a cloud, your sins. Return to me, for I have redeemed you.
23 Misaboa ry likerañeo, fa nifonira’ Iehovà; mamantsiña, ry goledoñe lalekeo; mipoñafa sabo ry vohitseo, ry ala naho ze hatae ama’e ao; amy te jineba’ Iehovà t’Iakobe, vaho rengè’e t’Israele.
Sing, you heavens, for the LORD has done it! Shout, you lower parts of the earth! Break out into singing, you mountains, O forest, all of your trees, for the LORD has redeemed Jacob, and will glorify himself in Israel.
24 Hoe t’Iehovà Mpijeba’o, i nitsene azo an-koviñe aoy. Izaho Iehovà Andrianamboatse ze he’e; I mandafike o likerañeoy, Izaho raike; I mamelatse ty tane toiy, Izaho avao.
The LORD, your Redeemer, and he who formed you from the womb says: “I am the LORD, who makes all things; who alone stretches out the heavens; who spreads out the earth by myself;
25 I mampijiañe ty sahà’ i remborakey, naho mahaboseke o mpisikilio; naho mampidisa-voly o mahihitseo, vaho mampigege o hilala’eoy;
who frustrates the signs of the liars, and makes diviners mad; who turns wise men backward, and makes their knowledge foolish;
26 I mañatò ty saontsi’ i mpitoro’ey naho mañeneke ze atoro’ o ira’eoy; ie mitalily am’Ierosalaime ty hoe: Ho fimoneñañe; naho amo rova’ Iehodào: Hamboareñe, vaho hatroako o mangoakoake ama’eo.
who confirms the word of his servant, and performs the counsel of his messengers; who says of Jerusalem, ‘She will be inhabited;’ and of the cities of Judah, ‘They will be built,’ and ‘I will raise up its waste places;’
27 Ie manao amy lalekey ty hoe: Maiha, vaho ho maiheko ka o saka’oo;
who says to the deep, ‘Be dry,’ and ‘I will dry up your rivers,’
28 Ie anoe’e ty hoe i Korese: Mpiarak’añondriko re, hanoe’e iaby ze mahafale ty troko; hanoe’e ty hoe t’Ierosalaime: Ho rafeteñe! naho i anjomban’ Añaharey: Haoreñe o mananta’oo.
who says of Cyrus, ‘He is my shepherd, and shall perform all my pleasure,’ even saying of Jerusalem, ‘She will be built;’ and of the temple, ‘Your foundation will be laid.’”
