Izaija 51
1 Prisluhnite mi, vi, ki sledite pravičnosti, vi, ki iščete Gospoda. Glejte na skalo, iz katere ste izklesani in k luknji jame, iz katere ste izkopani.
“Listen to Me, you pursuing righteousness, Seeking YHWH, Look attentively to the rock—you have been hewn, And to the hole of the pit—you have been dug.
2 Poglejte na Abrahama, svojega očeta in na Saro, ki vas je rodila. Kajti poklical sem ga samega, ga blagoslovil in namnožil.
Look attentively to your father Abraham, And to Sarah—she brings you forth, For—one—I have called him, And I bless him, and multiply him.”
3 Kajti Gospod bo tolažil Sion, tolažil bo vse njegove opustošene kraje in njegovo divjino bo naredil podobno Edenu in njegovo puščavo podobno Gospodovemu vrtu. V njem bo najti radost in veselje, zahvaljevanje in glas melodije.
For YHWH has comforted Zion, He has comforted all her ruins, And He sets her wilderness as Eden, And her desert as a garden of YHWH, Joy, indeed, gladness is found in her, Confession, and the voice of song.
4 Prisluhni mi, moje ljudstvo; pazljivo mi prisluhni, oh moj narod. Kajti postava bo izšla od mene in svojo sodbo bom naredil, da počiva za svetlobo ljudstvu.
“Attend to Me, O My people, And, O My nation, give ear to Me. For a law goes out from Me, And My judgment to the light, I cause peoples to rest.
5 Moja pravičnost je blizu, moja rešitev duš je odšla naprej in moji lakti bodo sodili ljudstvo; otoki bodo čakali name in v moj laket bodo zaupali.
My righteousness [is] near, My salvation has gone out, And My arms judge peoples, Islands wait on Me, Indeed, on My arm they wait with hope.
6 Povzdignite svoje oči k nebu in poglejte dol na zemljo spodaj, kajti nebo bo izginilo proč kakor dim in zemlja se bo postarala kakor obleka in tisti, ki prebivajo na njej, bodo umrli na podoben način, toda moja rešitev duš bo večna in moja pravičnost ne bo odpravljena.
Lift up your eyes to the heavens, And look attentively to the earth beneath, For the heavens have vanished as smoke, And the earth wears out as a garment, And its inhabitants die as gnats, And My salvation is for all time, And My righteousness is not broken.
7 Prisluhnite mi vi, ki poznate pravičnost, ljudstvo, v čigar srcu je moja postava. Ne bojte se graje ljudi niti ne bodite prestrašeni ob njihovih zasramovanjih.
Listen to Me, you who know righteousness, A people in whose heart [is] My law, Do not fear the reproach of men, And do not be frightened of their reviling,
8 Kajti molj jih bo pojedel kakor obleko in ličinka jih bo pojedla kakor volno, toda moja pravičnost bo na veke in moja rešitev duš od roda do roda.
For a moth eats them as a garment, And a worm eats them as wool, And My righteousness is for all time, And My salvation from generation to generation.”
9 Zbudi se, zbudi se, nadeni si moč, oh Gospodov laket. Zbudi se kakor v starodavnih dneh in rodovih od davnine. Mar nisi ti tisti, ki je posekal Rahaba in ranil zmaja?
Awake, awake, put on strength, O arm of YHWH, Awake, as [in] days of old, generations of the ages, Are You not it that is hewing down Rahab, Piercing a dragon?
10 Mar nisi ti tisti, ki je osušil morje, vode velike globine, ki je globine morja spremenil v pot za odkupljene, da so prešli?
Are You not it that is drying up a sea, Waters of a great deep? That has made deep places of a sea A way for the passing of the redeemed?
11 Zato se bodo Gospodovi odkupljenci vrnili in s petjem prišli na Sion in večna radost bo na njihovi glavi. Dosegli bodo veselje in radost, bridkost in žalovanje pa bosta pobegnila.
And the ransomed of YHWH return, And they have come to Zion with singing, And continuous joy [is] on their head, They attain gladness and joy, Sorrow and sighing have fled away,
12 Jaz, celó jaz sem ta, ki vas tolaži. Kdo si ti, da bi se bal človeka, ki bo umrl in človeškega sina, ki bo narejen kot trava,
“I [am] He who comforts you, Who [are] you—and you are afraid of man? He dies! And of the son of man—he is made [like] grass!
13 pozabljaš pa Gospoda, svojega stvarnika, ki je razprostrl nebo in položil temelje zemlji in si se nenehno vsak dan bal zaradi razjarjenosti zatiralca, kakor če bi bil ta pripravljen, da uniči? In kje je zatiralčeva razjarjenost?
And you forget YHWH your Maker, Who is stretching out the heavens, and founding earth, And you continually fear all the day, Because of the fury of the oppressor, As he has prepared to destroy. And where [is] the fury of the oppressor?
14 Ujeti popotnik hiti, da bi bil lahko izpuščen in da ne bi umrl v jami niti da njegovega kruha ne bi zmanjkalo.
A wanderer has hurried to be loosed, And he does not die in the pit, And his bread is not lacking.
15 Toda jaz sem Gospod, tvoj Bog, ki je razdelil morje, katerega valovi rjovijo: » Gospod nad bojevniki je njegovo ime.«
And I [am] your God YHWH, Quieting the sea when its billows roar, YHWH of Hosts [is] His Name.
16 Svoje besede sem položil v tvoja usta in te zakril v senco svoje roke, da lahko zasadim nebo in položim temelje zemlji in rečem Sionu: ›Ti si moje ljudstvo.‹
And I put My words in your mouth, And have covered you with the shadow of My hand, To plant the heavens, and to found earth, And to say to Zion, You [are] My people.”
17 Zbudi se, zbudi se, vstani, oh [prestolnica] Jeruzalem, ki si pila pri Gospodovi roki čašo njegove razjarjenosti. Pila si droži iz čaše trepetanja in jih posrebala.
Stir yourself, stir yourself, rise, Jerusalem, You who have drunk from the hand of YHWH The cup of His fury, The goblet, the cup of trembling, you have drunk, You have wrung out.
18 Nikogar ni, da jo usmerja med vsemi sinovi, ki jih je rodila niti ni nikogar izmed njenih sinov, ki jih je vzgojila, da jo prime za roko.
There is not a leader to her Out of all the sons she has borne, And there is none laying hold on her hand Out of all the sons she has nourished.
19 Ti dve stvari sta prišli nadte; komu bo žal zate? Opustošenje, poguba, lakota in meč. Po kom te bom potolažil?
These two are meeting you, Who is moved for you? Spoiling and destruction, famine and sword! By whom do I comfort you?
20 Tvoji sinovi so oslabeli, ležijo na vrhu vseh ulic, kakor divji bik v mreži. Polni so Gospodove razjarjenosti, graje tvojega Boga.
Your sons have been wrapped up, they have lain down, At the head of all out places, as an antelope [in] a dragnet, They are full of the fury of YHWH, The rebuke of Your God.
21 Zato poslušaj sedaj to, ti trpeča in pijana, toda ne z vinom.
Therefore, please hear this, O afflicted and drunken one, and not with wine,
22 Tako govori tvoj Gospod, Gospod in tvoj Bog, ki se poteguje za stvar svojega ljudstva: »Glej, iz tvoje roke sem vzel čašo trepetanja, celó droži iz čaše svoje razjarjenosti. Ne boš je več ponovno pila,
Thus said your Lord YHWH, and your God, He pleads [for] His people: “Behold, I have taken the cup of trembling out of your hand, The goblet, the cup of My fury, You do not add to drink it anymore.
23 temveč jo bom položil v roko tistih, ki te stiskajo, ki so tvoji duši rekli: ›Skloni se, da lahko gremo preko‹ in svoje telo si položila kakor tla in kakor ulico tistim, ki so šli preko.
And I have put it into the hand of those afflicting you, Who have said to your soul, Bow down, and we pass over, And you make your body as the earth, And as the street to those passing by!”
