Isaia 57
1 Mimosao o vantañeo fe tsy haoñe’ ty arofo’ ondaty; rambeseñ’ añe o matarikeo, fe tsy eo ty mitsakore t’ie nampiengañe amy raty ho aviy.
The righteous perisheth, and no man layeth it to heart, and godly men are taken away, none considering that the righteous is taken away from the evil to come.
2 Mimoak’ am-pierañerañañe ao re, mitofa am-pandrea’e eo iereo, o mpañavelo an-kahiti’eo.
He entereth into peace, they rest in their beds, each one that walketh in his uprightness.
3 Fe miharinea ry anam-pamoreke, ry tirim-pañarapilo naho tsimirirane.
But draw near hither, ye sons of the sorceress, the seed of the adulterer and the harlot.
4 Ia ty solè’ areo? Ia ty ampivañavañà’ areo vava, naho ibolobeaha’ areo? Tsy anam-piolàñe hao ry tirim-pandañirañeo?
Against whom do ye sport yourselves? Against whom make ye a wide mouth, and draw out the tongue? Are ye not children of transgression, a seed of falsehood,
5 Inahareo mpañiri-mena ambane’ kileo ambane ze hatae mandrevakeo; o mpamono ajaja am-bavataneo, ambane’ o tevam-batoo.
Ye that inflame yourselves among the terebinths, under every leafy tree; that slay the children in the valleys, under the clefts of the rocks?
6 Amo vato nivañeñe an-goledoñ’ ao ty anjara’o, mañeva azo izay, mbore nañiliña’o engan-drano, nibanabanà’o engan-kaneñe. Hitsiñe amy tsaraeñey hao iraho.
Among the smooth stones of the valley is thy portion; they, they are thy lot; even to them hast thou poured a drink-offering, thou hast offered a meal-offering. Should I pacify Myself for these things?
7 Fa nalafi’o ambone vohitse mitiotiotse eo ty tìhi’o; le nimb’eo hañenga soroñe,
Upon a high and lofty mountain hast thou set thy bed; thither also wentest thou up to offer sacrifice.
8 nañoreñ’ajiba amboho lalañe naho tsotsoke ao; ie nañafa-tsaroñe fa tsy amako, niañambone, namelatse i tihi’oy, le nilahatse am’ iereo vaho nitea’o ty tihi’ iareo te nitsikaoreñe.
And behind the doors and the posts hast thou set up thy symbol; for thou hast uncovered, and art gone up from Me, thou hast enlarged thy bed, and chosen thee of them whose bed thou lovedst, whose hand thou sawest.
9 Nomba’o reke-tsolike i mpanjakay, le nampitomboe’o o rano-mañi’oo, nampihitrife’o añe o sorotà’oo, ihe nihotrake mb’an-tsikeokeoke ao. (Sheol h7585)
And thou wentest to the king with ointment, and didst increase thy perfumes, and didst send thine ambassadors far off, even down to the nether-world. (Sheol h7585)
10 Nahamokotse azo ty halava’ i lia’oy; f’ie tsy nanao ty hoe: Po-pitamañe. Nisolebatse indraike ty fañiria’o, vaho tsy nilesa.
Thou wast wearied with the length of thy way; yet saidst thou not: 'There is no hope'; thou didst find a renewal of thy strength, therefore thou wast not affected.
11 Ia ty nihembaña’o naho nañeveña’o? Akore te nandañira’o naho tsy nitiahie’o vaho tsy nitsakorea’o? Kanao hatr’ela’e ty nitsiñako ihe tsy mañeveñe amako.
And of whom hast thou been afraid and in fear, that thou wouldest fail? And as for Me, thou hast not remembered Me, nor laid it to thy heart. Have not I held My peace even of long time? Therefore thou fearest Me not.
12 Ho taroñeko ty hamarentane’o, naho o fitoloña’oo— f'ie tsy ho vara ama’o.
I will declare thy righteousness; thy works also — they shall not profit thee.
13 Ihe mitoreo, hahahah’ azo hao o raha nahoro’oo; fa fonga hasiotsion-tioke, ho vavèn-kofòke mb’eo; fa ho fanaña’ i mitsoloke amakoy i taney, vaho ho lovae’e i vohiko miavakey.
When thou criest, let them that thou hast gathered deliver thee; but the wind shall carry them all away, a breath shall bear them off; but he that taketh refuge in Me shall possess the land, and shall inherit My holy mountain.
14 Le ho koiheñe ty hoe: Ahifiho mañambone, Aobòño ambone ey, afaho iaby ze sebañe an-dala’ ondatikoo.
And He will say: cast ye up, cast ye up, clear the way, take up the stumblingblock out of the way of My people.
15 Fa hoe ty nafè’ i Antiotiotsey, i Andindimoneñe mpimoneñe an-tsi-fimodoañey, ie kanjieñe ty hoe: Masiñe. Izaho mpitoboke amy abo naho masiñey—mpiamako ty mibàboke naho ty mirèke añ’ova’e ao, hameloñe ty arofo miambane, vaho hampibodañe ty troke misoloho.
For thus saith the High and Lofty One that inhabiteth eternity, whose name is Holy: I dwell in the high and holy place, with him also that is of a contrite and humble spirit, to revive the spirit of the humble, and to revive the heart of the contrite ones.
16 Toe tsy hifañotakotake nainai’e iraho, vaho tsy ho boseke kitro katroke; hera hamoe’ay o troke aolokoo, naho o arofo nitsenèkoo.
For I will not contend for ever, neither will I be always wroth; for the spirit that enwrappeth itself is from Me, and the souls which I have made.
17 Ty haratia’ i fihaña’ey ty nibosehako naho nandafàko, nietake am-pifomboan-draho; f’ie nitolom-piola ami’ty fombàn-tro’e.
For the iniquity of his covetousness was I wroth and smote him, I hid Me and was wroth; and he went on frowardly in the way of his heart.
18 Fa nitreako o sata’eo, fe ho jangañeko; naho hiaoloako, vaho ho vaoeko ama’e naho amo mpandala’eo ty fañohòañe.
I have seen his ways, and will heal him; I will lead him also, and requite with comforts him and his mourners.
19 Izaho ty mitsene o vokam-pivimbio; fanintsiñañe, fanintsiñañe, amy tsietoitaney naho amy marivoy, hoe t’Iehovà, vaho ho melañeko.
Peace, peace, to him that is far off and to him that is near, saith the LORD that createth the fruit of the lips; and I will heal him.
20 Fa manahake i riake mivalitaboakey o lo-tserekeo; amy te tsy mete mipendreñe, vaho aretsa’ o ranoo mañambone ty leotse naho loto.
But the wicked are like the troubled sea; for it cannot rest, and its waters cast up mire and dirt.
21 Tsy am-pierañerañañe o rati-tserekeo. hoe t’i Andrianañahareko,
There is no peace, saith my God concerning the wicked.
