Izaija 57
1 Pravični propada in nihče si tega ne jemlje k srcu. Usmiljeni ljudje so odvzeti, nihče ne preudarja, da je pravični odvzet pred zlom, ki pride.
The righteous one, hath perished, And not a man, hath taken it to heart—Yea the men of lovingkindness, have been withdrawn No one considering, That from the presence of calamity, hath the righteous been withdrawn.
2 Vstopil bo v mir. Počivali bodo v svojih posteljah, vsakdo, ki hodi v svoji poštenosti.
He entereth into peace, Let them rest upon their couches, —Each one who went on a straight path.
3 Toda približajte se sèm, vi sinovi čarodejk, seme zakonolomca in vlačuge.
But, ye, …draw near hither, Ye sons of divination, —Ye seed of an adulterer when your mother committed unchastity!
4 Zoper koga se zabavate? Zoper koga širite usta in iztezate jezik? Mar niste otroci prestopka, seme neresnice,
Against whom would ye disport yourselves? Against whom would ye widen the mouth and lengthen the tongue, —Are not, ye, Children of transgression, A Seed of falsehood.
5 ki se vnemate z maliki pod vsakim zelenim drevesom, ki koljete otroke v dolinah pod skalnimi pečinami?
Who inflame yourselves With the terebinths, Under every green tree—Slaying the children, In the torrent-valleys, Under the clefts of the crags:
6 Med gladkimi kamni vodotoka je tvoj delež; ti, ti so tvoj žreb. Celo njim si izlivala pitno daritev, darovala si jedilno daritev. Mar naj prejmem tolažbo v teh?
Among the smooth stones of the torrent—valley, is thy portion. They, they, are thy lot; Even to them, hast thou Poured out a drink-offering. Caused to ascend a gift. Over these things, can I cease to grieve?
7 Na vzvišeni in visoki gori si si postavila svojo posteljo, celo tja gor odhajaš, da daruješ klavno daritev.
On a mountain high and uplifted, hast thou set thy couch, —Even thither, hast thou gone up, to offer sacrifice;
8 Tudi za vrati in podboji si postavila svoj spomin, kajti odkrila si se drugemu kot meni in odšla gor. Razširila si svojo posteljo in sklenila zavezo z njimi; ljubila si njihovo posteljo, kjer si jo videla.
And behind the door and the post, hast thou set thy symbol, For, with another than me, hast thou uncovered thyself and gone up—Hast widened thy couch, And hast solemnised for thyself a covenant from them, Thou hast loved their couch a sign, hast thou seen;
9 Odhajaš h kralju z mazilom, množila si svoje dišave, svoje poslance si poslala daleč in sebe si ponižala celo do pekla. (Sheol h7585)
And hast gone to the king with oil, And hast multiplied thy perfumes, —And hast sent thy messengers afar, And…lowered thyself as far as hades! (Sheol h7585)
10 Izmučena si v veličini svojih poti, vendar ne praviš: ›Tam ni upanja.‹ Našla si življenje svoje roke, zato nisi bila užaloščena.
With the length of thy journey, thou wast wearied, Thou didst not say, Hopeless! The reviving of thy power, thou didst find, For this cause, hast thou not become sick.
11 Pred kom si bila prestrašena ali si se bala, da si lagala in se nisi spomnila mene niti si tega nisi vzela k srcu? Mar nisem molčal celo od davnine in se me ne bojiš?
Whom then hadst thou been anxious about and feared that thou shouldest speak falsely, When me, thou rememberedst not, caredst not for me? Did not, I, keep silence even from age-past times, Although me, thou wouldest not fear?
12 Razglašal bom tvojo pravičnost in tvoja dela, kajti ne bodo ti koristila.
I, will expose thy righteousness, —And thy works—but they will not profit thee!
13 Ko vpiješ, naj te tvoje trume rešijo; toda veter jih bo vse odnesel proč, ničevost jih bo vzela. Toda tisti, ki svoje trdno upanje polaga vame, bo vzel v last deželo in podedoval mojo sveto goro
When thou makest outcry, let thy gathered throngs deliver thee! But all of them, shall A wind, catch up—A breath, take away! Whereas he that seeketh refuge in me, Shall inherit the land, And possess my holy mountain.
14 in rekel bo: ›Nasujte, nasujte, pripravite pot, vzemite kamen spotike iz poti mojega ljudstva.‹
And one said—Cast ye up—cast ye up, prepare ye a way, —Lift the stumbling-block out of the way of my people.
15 Kajti tako govori Visoki in Vzvišeni, ki naseljuje večnost, čigar ime je Sveti: ›Prebivam na visokem in svetem kraju, pa tudi s tistim, ki je skesanega in ponižnega duha, da oživim duha ponižnega in da oživim srce skesanega.
For, thus, saith he that is high and lifted up—Inhabiting futurity, And, holy, is his name: A high and holy place, will I inhabit, Also with the crushed and lowly in spirit, To revive the spirit of the lowly, and To revive the heart of them who are crushed; —
16 Kajti ne bom se prepiral na veke niti ne bom vedno besen, kajti duh bi opešal pred menoj in duše, ki sem jih naredil.
For not age-abidingly, will I contend, Nor perpetually, will I be wroth, —For, spirit, before me, would faint, Even the breathing souls, which, I, had made.
17 Zaradi krivičnosti njegove pohlepnosti sem bil besen in ga udaril. Skril sem se in bil besen, on pa je kljubovalno odšel po poti svojega srca.
Because of his iniquitous gain, was I wroth—and smote him Hiding myself that I might be wroth, —But he went on turning aside in the way of his own heart.
18 Videl sem njegove poti in ozdravil ga bom. Prav tako ga bom vodil in obnovil tolažbe njemu in njegovim žalovalcem.
His ways, have I beheld, That I might heal him, —And guide him, And restore consolations to him and to his mourners:
19 Jaz ustvarjam sad ustnic: ›Mir, mir tistemu, ki je daleč proč in tistemu, ki je blizu, ‹ govori Gospod ›in jaz ga bom ozdravil.
Creating the fruit of the lips—Prosperity! Prosperity! For him that is far off and for him that is near saith Yahweh, So should I heal him.
20 Toda zlobni so kot razburkano morje, kadar ne more počivati, katerega vode bljuvajo blato in umazanijo.
But, the lawless, are like the sea when tossed, —For, rest, it cannot! But its waters toss out mire and dirt.
21 Tam ni miru, ‹ govori moj Bog, ›zlobnemu.‹«
No well-being, saith my God, to the lawless!
