Izaija 64

1 Oh, da bi pretrgal nebo, da bi prišel dol, da bi gore lahko tekle ob tvoji prisotnosti,

Oh, that Thou wouldest rend the heavens, that Thou wouldest come down, that the mountains might quake 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!

As when fire kindleth the brush-wood, and the fire causeth the waters to boil; to make Thy name known to Thine adversaries, 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 didst tremendous things which we looked not for — Oh that Thou wouldest come down, that the mountains might quake at Thy presence! —

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.

And whereof from of old men have not heard, nor perceived by the ear, neither hath the eye seen a God beside Thee, who worketh for him that waiteth for Him.

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 didst take away him that joyfully worked righteousness, those that remembered Thee in Thy ways — behold, Thou wast wroth, and we sinned — upon them have we stayed of old, that we might 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 that is unclean, and all our righteousnesses are as a polluted garment; and we all do fade as a leaf, and our iniquities, like the wind, take 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.

And there is none that calleth upon Thy name, that stirreth up himself to take hold of Thee; for Thou hast hid Thy face from us, and hast consumed us by means of our iniquities.

8 Toda sedaj, oh Gospod, si ti naš oče. Mi smo ilo in ti naš lončar in mi vsi smo delo tvojih rok.

But now, O LORD, Thou art our Father; we are the clay, and Thou our potter, and we all are the work of Thy hand.

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 wroth very sore, O LORD, neither remember iniquity for ever; behold, look, we beseech Thee, we are all Thy people.

10 Tvoja sveta mesta so divjina, Sion je divjina, Jeruzalem opustošenje.

Thy holy cities are become a wilderness, Zion is become a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation.

11 Naša sveta in naša krasna hiša, kjer so te naši očetje hvalili, je požgana z ognjem in vse naše prijetne stvari so opustošene.

Our holy and our beautiful house, where our fathers praised Thee, is burned with fire; and all our pleasant things are laid waste.

12 Mar se boš zadrževal zaradi teh stvari, oh Gospod? Mar boš molčal in nas zelo boleče prizadel?

Wilt Thou refrain Thyself for these things, O LORD? Wilt Thou hold Thy peace, and afflict us very sore?