Isaayyaas 57
1 Namni qajeelaan ni duʼa; kan waan kana yaadatti qabatu tokko iyyuu hin jiru; warri Waaqaaf of kennan ni fudhatamu; akka qajeeltonni waan hamaa jalaa baraaramuuf fudhataman namni tokko iyyuu hin hubatu.
The righteous man perisheth, and no one layeth it to heart; And pious men are taken away, and none considereth That because of the evil the righteous man is taken away.
2 Namni qajeelummaadhaan jiraatu, gara nagaa seena; isaan siree isaanii irra boqotu.
He entereth into peace; He resteth in his bed, Every one that walketh in uprightness.
3 “Isin garuu yaa ilmaan falfaltittii, isin sanyiin ejjituutii fi sagaagaltuu as kottaa!
But draw near hither, ye sons of the sorceress, Ye brood of the adulterer and the harlot!
4 Isin eenyutti qoostu? Eenyutti afaan banattu? Eenyuttis arraba baaftu? Isin ilmaan finciltootaa, sanyii sobdootaa mitii?
Of whom do ye make your sport, And at whom do ye make wide the mouth, And draw out the tongue? Are ye not rebellious children, a treacherous brood?
5 Isin mukkeen qilxuu gidduutti, mukkeen dagaagan hunda jalatti hawwii hamaadhaan gubattan; sululoota keessatti, holqa kattaa keessattis ijoollee keessan qaltan.
Burning with lust for idols Under every green tree, Slaying children in the valleys, Under the clefts of the rocks?
6 Dhagaawwan cululuqoon sulula keessaa qooda kee ti; dhugumaan carraan kee isaanuma. Ati dhibaayyuu isaaniif dhangalaafte; aarsaa midhaanii isaaniif dhiʼeessiteerta. Ani wantoota kanneen calʼisee nan ilaalaa?
With the smooth stones of the valley is thy portion; These, these are thy lot; Here thou pourest out thy drink-offering, And presentest thy meat-offering; Can I see such things, and be at rest?
7 Ati siree kee tulluu guddaa fi ol dheeraa irra dhaabbatteerta; aarsaa kee dhiʼeeffachuufis achi ol baate.
Upon a high and lofty mountain settest thou thy bed; Thither dost thou go up to offer sacrifice;
8 Ati cufaa keetii fi michichila cufaa keetii duubaan, yaadannoo kee fannifatteerta. Ana dhiiftee siree kee saaqqatte; yaabdees balʼiftee banattee keessa seente; ati warra siree isaanii jaallatte wajjin walii galte sana qullaa isaanii ilaalte.
Behind the doors and the posts dost thou place thy memorial; Thou departest from me, and uncoverest, and ascendest, and enlargest thy bed. Thou makest an agreement with them; Thou desirest their bed; Thou choosest a place.
9 Ati zayitii ejersaa fudhattee gara Moolek dhaqxe; shittoo kee illee ni baayʼifatte. Ergamoota kee biyya fagootti ergite; siiʼoolittis gad ergite! (Sheol h7585)
Thou goest to the king with oil, And takest much precious perfume; Thou sendest thine ambassadors afar, Yea, down to the under-world. (Sheol h7585)
10 Dheerina karaa keetiitiin dadhabdee turte; ati garuu, ‘Wanni kun faayidaa hin qabu’ hin jenne. Jabina haaromfame argatte; kanaafuu ati hin dadhabne.
In the length of thy journeys thou hast wearied thyself, But thou sayest not, “I will desist”; Thou yet findest life in thy hand, Therefore thou art not discouraged.
11 “Ati akka na sobduuf akka na hin yaadanneef, yookaan akka waan kana garaatti hin qabanneef, eenyuun sodaattee akkas naate? Ati sababii ani yeroo dheeraa calʼiseef, na sodaachuu dhiifte mitii?
On account of whom art thou anxious, and of whom art thou afraid, that thou hast proved false, And hast not remembered me, nor laid it to heart? Behold, I have been silent a long time; Therefore thou fearest me not.
12 Ani qajeelummaa keetii fi hojii kee ifatti nan baasa; isaan garuu si hin fayyadan.
But now I announce thy deliverance, And thy works do not profit thee.
13 Yeroo ati gargaarsaaf iyyitutti, mee waaqonni tolfamoon ati walitti qabatte sun si haa baasan! Bubbeen hunda isaanii fudhatee bada; hafuurri baafatan iyyuu afuufee isaan balleessa. Namni daʼannoo isaa ana godhatu garuu biyyattii ni dhaala; tulluu koo qulqulluu sana illee ni dhuunfata.”
When thou criest, let thy host of idols deliver thee! But the wind shall bear them all away; A breath shall take them off; But he that putteth his trust in me Shall possess the land, And shall inherit my holy mountain.
14 Akkanas ni jedhama: “Tolchaa; tolchaa; daandii qopheessaa! Karaa saba kootii irraa gufuuwwan bubuqqisaa.”
Men shall say, Cast up, cast up, prepare the road; Remove every obstruction from the way of my people!
15 Inni guddaanii fi ol ol jedhe, kan bara baraan jiraatuu fi kan maqaan isaa qulqulluu jedhamu sun akkana jedha: “Ani iddoo ol kaʼaa fi iddoo qulqulluu irra nan jiraadha; hafuura warra gad qabamanii bayyanachiisuuf, garaa warra gad of qabanii jajjabeessuuf garraamii fi kan hafuuraan gad qabame wajjinis nan jiraadha.
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 Ani bara baraan namatti hin falmu; yookaan yeroo hunda hin dheekkamu; yoo akkas taʼe hafuurri namaa, hafuurri namni ani uume baafatu ni citaatii.
For I will not contend forever, Nor will I be always angry; For life would fail before me, And the souls which I created.
17 Ani dharraa isaa kan cubbuun guutame sanattan dheekkame; isa adabees aariidhaan fuula koo isa duraa nan dhokfadhe; inni garuu karuma fedhii isaatiin itti fufe.
For the guilt of his covetousness I was angry; I smote him, I hid myself, and was angry; But yet he went on perversely in the way of his heart.
18 Ani karaa isaa argeera; garuu isa nan fayyisa; ani isa nan qajeelcha; deebisees nan jajjabeessa;
I have seen his ways, yet will I heal him; I will guide him, and I will restore comfort To him and to his mourners;
19 arraba boossuuwwan Israaʼel keessa jiraatanii irrattis galata nan uuma. Warra fagoo jiraataniif nagaan, warra dhiʼoo jiraataniifis nagaan haa taʼu. Anis isaan nan fayyisa” jedha Waaqayyo.
I create the fruit of the lips. Peace, peace to him that is far off, and to him that is nigh, Saith Jehovah; I will heal him.
20 Namoonni hamoon garuu akkuma galaana olii gadi daddarbatamu, kan boqochuu hin dandeenye, kan dambaliin isaa laaqii fi dhoqqee tufuu ti.
But the wicked is like the troubled sea, Which cannot rest, Whose waters cast up mire and dirt.
21 “Namoota hamoof nagaan hin jiru” jedha Waaqni koo.
There is no peace, saith my God, for the wicked.
