Izaija 64
1 Oh, da bi pretrgal nebo, da bi prišel dol, da bi gore lahko tekle ob tvoji prisotnosti,
That thou wouldst rend the heavens, and wouldst come down: the mountains would melt away at thy presence.
2 kakor ko topilni ogenj žge, ogenj povzroča vodam, da vrejo, da tvoje ime naredi znano tvojim nasprotnikom, da bodo narodi lahko trepetali ob tvoji prisotnosti!
They would melt as at the burning of fire, the waters would burn with fire, that thy name might be made known to thy enemies: that the nations might tremble at thy presence.
3 Ko si delal strašne stvari, ki jih nismo pričakovali, si prišel dol, gore so tekle ob tvoji prisotnosti.
When thou shalt do wonderful things, we shall not bear them: thou didst come down, and at thy presence the mountains melted away.
4 Kajti od začetka sveta ljudje niso slišali niti z ušesom zaznali niti ni oko videlo, oh Bog, razen tebe, kaj je on pripravil za tistega, ki čaka nanj.
From the beginning of the world they have not heard, nor perceived with the ears: the eye hath not seen, O God, besides thee, what things thou hast prepared for them that wait for thee.
5 Ti srečaš tistega, ki se razveseljuje in dela pravično, tiste, ki se te spominjajo na tvojih poteh. Glej, besen si, kajti mi smo grešili. V tistih je vztrajanje in mi bomo rešeni.
Thou hast met him that rejoiceth, and doth justice: in thy ways they shall remember thee: behold thou art angry, and we have sinned: in them we have been always, and we shall be saved.
6 Toda mi vsi smo kakor nečista stvar in vse naše pravičnosti so kakor umazane cunje in mi vsi venemo kakor list in naše krivičnosti so nas kakor veter odnesle proč.
And we are all become as one unclean, and all our justices as the rag of a menstruous woman: and we have all fallen as a leaf, and our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away.
7 Nikogar ni, ki kliče k tvojemu imenu, ki se razvnema, da bi se te oprijel. Kajti svoj obraz si skril pred nami in nas použil zaradi naših krivičnosti.
There is none that calleth upon thy name: that riseth up, and taketh hold of thee: thou hast hid thy face from us, and hast crushed us in the hand of our iniquity.
8 Toda sedaj, oh Gospod, si ti naš oče. Mi smo ilo in ti naš lončar in mi vsi smo delo tvojih rok.
And now, O Lord, thou art our father, and we are clay: and thou art our maker, and we all are the works of thy hands.
9 Ne bodi zelo boleče ogorčen, oh Gospod niti se ne spominjaj krivičnosti na veke. Glej, preišči, rotimo te, mi vsi smo tvoje ljudstvo.
Be not very angry, O Lord, and remember no longer our iniquity: behold, see we are all thy people.
10 Tvoja sveta mesta so divjina, Sion je divjina, Jeruzalem opustošenje.
The city of thy sanctuary is become a desert, Sion is made a desert, Jerusalem is desolate.
11 Naša sveta in naša krasna hiša, kjer so te naši očetje hvalili, je požgana z ognjem in vse naše prijetne stvari so opustošene.
The house of our holiness, and of our glory, where our fathers praised thee, is burnt with fire, and all our lovely things are turned into ruins.
12 Mar se boš zadrževal zaradi teh stvari, oh Gospod? Mar boš molčal in nas zelo boleče prizadel?
Wilt thou refrain thyself, O Lord, upon these things, wilt thou hold thy peace, and afflict us vehemently?
