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 perish, and no one lays it to heart. Merciful men are taken away, and no one considers that the righteous is taken away from the evil.
2 Mimoak’ am-pierañerañañe ao re, mitofa am-pandrea’e eo iereo, o mpañavelo an-kahiti’eo.
He enters into peace. They rest in their beds, each one who walks in his uprightness.
3 Fe miharinea ry anam-pamoreke, ry tirim-pañarapilo naho tsimirirane.
“But draw near here, you sons of a sorceress, you offspring of adulterers and prostitutes.
4 Ia ty solè’ areo? Ia ty ampivañavañà’ areo vava, naho ibolobeaha’ areo? Tsy anam-piolàñe hao ry tirim-pandañirañeo?
Whom do you mock? Against whom do you make a wide mouth and stick out your tongue? Aren’t you children of disobedience and offspring of falsehood,
5 Inahareo mpañiri-mena ambane’ kileo ambane ze hatae mandrevakeo; o mpamono ajaja am-bavataneo, ambane’ o tevam-batoo.
you who inflame yourselves among the oaks, under every green tree; who kill 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 your portion. They, they are your lot. You have even poured a drink offering to them. You have offered an offering. Shall I be appeased for these things?
7 Fa nalafi’o ambone vohitse mitiotiotse eo ty tìhi’o; le nimb’eo hañenga soroñe,
On a high and lofty mountain you have set your bed. You also went up there 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.
You have set up your memorial behind the doors and the posts, for you have exposed yourself to someone besides me, and have gone up. You have enlarged your bed and made you a covenant with them. You loved what you saw on their bed.
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)
You went to the king with oil, increased your perfumes, sent your ambassadors far off, and degraded yourself even to Sheol. (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.
You were wearied with the length of your ways; yet you didn’t say, ‘It is in vain.’ You found a reviving of your strength; therefore you weren’t faint.
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.
“Whom have you dreaded and feared, so that you lie, and have not remembered me, nor laid it to your heart? Haven’t I held my peace for a long time, and you don’t fear me?
12 Ho taroñeko ty hamarentane’o, naho o fitoloña’oo— f'ie tsy ho vara ama’o.
I will declare your righteousness; and as for your works, they will not benefit you.
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 you cry, let those whom you have gathered deliver you, but the wind will take them. A breath will carry them all away, but he who takes refuge in me will possess the land, and will inherit my holy mountain.”
14 Le ho koiheñe ty hoe: Ahifiho mañambone, Aobòño ambone ey, afaho iaby ze sebañe an-dala’ ondatikoo.
He will say, “Build up, build up, prepare the way! Remove the stumbling-block 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 the high and lofty One who inhabits eternity, whose name is Holy, says: “I dwell in the high and holy place, with him also who is of a contrite and humble spirit, to revive the spirit of the humble, and to revive the heart of the contrite.
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 forever, neither will I always be angry; for the spirit would faint before me, and the souls whom 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.
I was angry because of the iniquity of his covetousness and struck him. I hid myself and was angry; and he went on backsliding 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 restore comforts to him and to his mourners.
19 Izaho ty mitsene o vokam-pivimbio; fanintsiñañe, fanintsiñañe, amy tsietoitaney naho amy marivoy, hoe t’Iehovà, vaho ho melañeko.
I create the fruit of the lips: Peace, peace, to him who is far off and to him who is near,” says Yahweh; “and I will heal them.”
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 can’t rest and its waters cast up mire and mud.
21 Tsy am-pierañerañañe o rati-tserekeo. hoe t’i Andrianañahareko,
“There is no peace”, says my God, “for the wicked.”
