Isaija 64
1 O da bi razdro nebesa i sišao, da se rastope gore od tebe,
Would that thou hadst rent the heavens, hadst come down,
2 Kao što se na ognju razgori granje i voda uzavri od ognja, da ime tvoje poznadu neprijatelji tvoji i da narodi drkæu od tebe.
At thy presence, had mountains, quaked: As fire kindleth brushwood, [As] fire causeth, water, to boil, So if thou wouldst make known thy Name to thine adversaries, At thy presence, nations, would tremble.
3 Kad si èinio strahote kojima se ne nadasmo, ti si slazio, i gore se rastapahu od tebe.
When thou didst fearful things we could not expect, Thou camest down at thy presence, mountains, quaked.
4 Otkako je vijeka ne èu se, niti se ušima dozna, niti oko vidje Boga osim tebe da bi tako uèinio onima koji ga èekaju.
Although from age-past times It was never heard, It was not perceived by the ear, —Neither did, the eye, ever see—That, a god besides thee, could work for the man who waited for him,
5 Sretao si onoga koji se raduje tvoreæi pravdu; pominju te na putovima tvojim; gle, ti si se razgnjevio što griješismo; da na njima jednako ostasmo, bismo se spasli.
Yet didst thou meet Him who was rejoicing and working righteousness, Even them who in thy ways, remembered thee, —Lo! thou, hast been vexed, And truly we had sinned, Among them, was the prospect of an age [to come], That we might be saved.
6 Ali svi bijasmo kao neèisto što, i sva naša pravda kao neèista haljina; zato opadosmo svi kao list, i bezakonja naša kao vjetar odnesoše nas.
But we have become as one unclean all of us, And, as a garment polluted, were all our righteous doings, —And so we faded like a leaf all of us, And, our iniquity, as a wind, carried us away;
7 Nikoga ne bi da priziva ime tvoje, da ustane da se tebe drži, jer si sakrio lice svoje od nas i rastopio si nas bezakonjem našim.
And there was none To call upon thy Name, To rouse himself to lay firm hold on thee, —For thou hadst hidden thy face from us, And hadst made us despond, by means of our iniquity.
8 Ali sada, Gospode, ti si naš otac; mi smo kao, a ti si naš lonèar, i svi smo djelo ruku tvojih.
But, now, O Yahweh, our father, thou art, —We are the clay, and, thou, art our potter, Yea the work of thy hand, are we all:
9 Gospode, ne gnjevi se veoma, i ne pominji dovijeka bezakonja; evo, pogledaj; mi smo svi tvoj narod.
Do not be indignant, O Yahweh so very greatly, Neither perpetually, do thou recall iniquity, —Lo! look around, we pray thee…thy people, are, we all.
10 Gradovi svetosti tvoje opustješe; Sion opustje, Jerusalim posta pustoš.
Thy holy cities, have become a wilderness, —Zion, a wilderness, hath become, Jerusalem, a desolation!
11 Dom naše svetinje i naše krasote, u kom te slaviše oci naši, izgorje ognjem, i sve što nam bješe drago potrveno je.
Our holy and our beautiful house Where our fathers praised thee, Hath become a conflagration, —And, all our delightful places, are in ruins!
12 Hoæeš li se na to uzdržati, Gospode, i muèati, i jednako nas muèiti?
In view of these things, wilt thou restrain thyself. O Yahweh? Wilt thou hold thy peace and humble us so very greatly?
