Isaiah 14
1 Olúwa yóò fi àánú hàn fún Jakọbu, yóò tún Israẹli yàn lẹ́ẹ̀kan sí i yóò sì fi ìdí wọn kalẹ̀ ní ilẹ̀ àwọn tìkára wọn. Àwọn àjèjì yóò darapọ̀ mọ́ wọn, wọn yóò sì fọwọ́sowọ́pọ̀ pẹ̀lú ilé e Jakọbu.
For Yahweh will have compassion on Jacob, And will yet choose Israel, And will give them rest upon their own soil, —And the sojourner, shall join himself, unto them, And they shall attach themselves unto the house of Jacob;
2 Àwọn orílẹ̀-èdè yóò gbà wọ́n wọn yóò sì mú wọn wá sí ààyè e wọn. Ilé Israẹli yóò gba àwọn orílẹ̀-èdè gẹ́gẹ́ bí àwọn ẹrúkùnrin àti ẹrúbìnrin ní ilẹ̀ Olúwa. Wọn yóò kó àwọn akónilẹ́rú wọn ní ìgbèkùn wọn yóò sì jẹ ọba lórí àwọn amúnisìn wọn.
And peoples shall take them, and bring them into their own place, And the house of Israel shall possess themselves of them upon the soil of Yahweh for servants and for handmaids, —Thus shall they be taking captive their captors, And shall tread down their oppressors.
3 Ní ọjọ́ tí Olúwa yóò fi ìtura fún un yín kúrò nínú ìpọ́njú àti ìyà àti ìdè ìkà,
And it shall come to pass, in the day when Yahweh shall give thee rest from thy toil, and from thy disquiet, —and from the hard service which had been laid upon thee,
4 ẹ ó sì fi ọ̀rọ̀ àbùkù yìí kan ọba Babeli pé, báwo ni amúnisìn ṣe wá sí òpin! Báwo ni ìbínú rẹ̀ ṣe parí!
that thou shalt take up this taunt over the king of Babylon, and shalt say: —How hath ceased the oppressor! Ceased the exactress!
5 Olúwa ti dá ọ̀pá ìkà náà, ọ̀pá àwọn aláṣẹ,
Broke hath Yahweh the staff of the lawless, —The sceptre of despots;
6 èyí tí ó ti lu àwọn ènìyàn bolẹ̀ pẹ̀lú ti kò dáwọ́ dúró, nínú ìrunú ni ó ṣẹ́gun àwọn orílẹ̀-èdè pẹ̀lú ìgbónára tí kò lópin.
Smiting peoples in passion With stroke unremitting, —Trampling, in anger, on nations, Persecution unhindered.
7 Gbogbo ilẹ̀ ni ó wà ní ìsinmi àti àlàáfíà, wọ́n bú sí orin.
Quiet, at rest, the whole earth, —Men have burst into shouting!
8 Pẹ̀lúpẹ̀lú àwọn igi junifa àti àwọn igi kedari ti Lebanoni ń yọ̀ lórí rẹ wí pé, “Níwọ́n bí a ti rẹ̀ ọ́ sílẹ̀ báyìí, kò sí agégi tí yóò wá láti gé wa lulẹ̀.”
Yea the pine-trees, make mirth at thee, Cedars of Lebanon, Since thou wast laid low, No feller hath come up against us!
9 Ibojì tí ó wà ní ìsàlẹ̀ ni a ru sókè láti pàdé rẹ ní ìpadàbọ̀ rẹ̀ ó ru ẹ̀mí àwọn tí ó ti lọ sókè láti wá kí ọ gbogbo àwọn tí ó jẹ́ olórí ní ayé ó mú kí wọn dìde lórí ìtẹ́ wọn gbogbo àwọn tí ó jẹ ọba lórí àwọn orílẹ̀-èdè. (Sheol h7585)
Hades beneath, is excited about thee To meet thine arrival, —Rousing up, for thee Shades, All the he-goats of earth! Maketh rise from their thrones, All the kings of the nations. (Sheol h7585)
10 Gbogbo wọn yóò dáhùn, wọn yóò wí fún ọ wí pé, “Ìwọ pẹ̀lú ti di aláìlera, gẹ́gẹ́ bí àwa pẹ̀lú ìwọ náà ti dàbí wa.”
All of them, answer, and say to thee, —Thou too, made strengthless, as we! Unto us, art thou like!
11 Gbogbo rẹ̀ ni ó di ìrẹ̀sílẹ̀ lọ sí ibojì, pẹ̀lú ariwo àwọn dùùrù rẹ, àwọn ìdin ni wọ́n fọ́nkálẹ̀ lábẹ́ rẹ àwọn ekòló sì ti bò ọ́ mọ́lẹ̀. (Sheol h7585)
Brought down to Hades, thy pride. The hum of thy harps, Beneath thee, is spread out corruption, And, thy coverlet—worms! (Sheol h7585)
12 Báwo ni ìwọ ṣe ṣubú lulẹ̀ láti ọ̀run wá, ìwọ ìràwọ̀ òwúrọ̀, ọmọ òwúrọ̀ náà! A ti sọ ọ́ sílẹ̀ sínú ayé, ìwọ tí o ti tẹ orí àwọn orílẹ̀-èdè ba rí!
How hast thou fallen from heaven, O Shining One—Son of the Dawn! Hewn down to the earth, O crusher of nations!
13 Ìwọ sọ nínú ọkàn rẹ pé, “Èmi yóò gòkè lọ sí ọ̀run; èmi yóò gbé ìtẹ́ mi sókè ga ju àwọn ìràwọ̀ Ọlọ́run, Èmi yóò gúnwà ní orí òkè àpéjọ ní ṣóńṣó orí òkè mímọ́.
Yet, thou, didst say in thy heart—The heavens, will I ascend, Above the stars of GOD, will I lift up my throne, —That I may sit in the Mount of Assembly In the Recesses of the North:
14 Èmi yóò gòkè lọ rékọjá àwọn àwọsánmọ̀; èmi yóò ṣe ara mi gẹ́gẹ́ bí Ọ̀gá-ògo.”
I will mount on the hills of the clouds, I will match the Most High!
Howbeit, to Hades, shalt thou be brought down, —To the Recesses of the Pit! (Sheol h7585)
16 Àwọn tí ó rí ọ yóò tẹjúmọ́ ọ, wọ́n ronú nípa àtubọ̀tán rẹ: “Ǹjẹ́ èyí ni ẹni tí ó mi ayé tìtì tí ó sì jẹ́ kí àwọn ilẹ̀ ọba wárìrì.
They who see thee, upon thee, will gaze, Upon thee, will thoughtfully muse, —Is this the man who startled the earth? Who terrified kingdoms?
17 Ẹni tí ó sọ ayé di aginjù, tí ó sì pa ìlú ńlá ńlá rẹ̀ run tí kò dá àwọn òǹdè rẹ̀ sílẹ̀ láti padà sílé?”
Who made the world like a desert? And its cities, brake down? Its prisoners, he loosed not, Each one to his home?
18 Gbogbo àwọn ọba orílẹ̀-èdè ni a tẹ́ sílẹ̀ ọ̀kọ̀ọ̀kan nínú ibojì tirẹ̀.
All the kings of the nations—they all, are lying in state Each one in his crypt;
19 Ṣùgbọ́n a jù ọ́ síta kúrò nínú ibojì gẹ́gẹ́ bí ẹ̀ka igi tí a kọ̀sílẹ̀, àwọn tí a pa ni ó bò ọ́ mọ́lẹ̀, àwọn tí idà ti gún, àwọn tí ó sọ̀kalẹ̀ lọ sínú òkúta inú ọ̀gbun. Gẹ́gẹ́ bí òkú ó di ìtẹ̀mọ́lẹ̀ ní abẹ́ àtẹ́lẹsẹ̀,
But, thou, art flung out from thy grave, Like a scion detested, Beshrouded with slain, the pierced of the sword, Like a carcase trod underfoot:
20 a kò ní sin ọ́ pẹ̀lú wọn, nítorí pé o ti ba ilẹ̀ rẹ jẹ́ o sì ti pa àwọn ènìyàn rẹ. Ìran àwọn ìkà ni a kì yóò dárúkọ wọn mọ́.
As for them who go down to the stones of the Pit, Thou shalt not be united with them in burial; For thy land, thou didst ruin Thy people, didst slay, —Unnamed to times age-abiding, Be the seed of the wicked!
21 Tọ́jú ibìkan tí a ó ti pa àwọn ọmọkùnrin rẹ nítorí ẹ̀ṣẹ̀ àwọn baba ńlá wọn, wọn kò gbọdọ̀ dìde láti jogún ilẹ̀ kí wọ́n sì bo orí ilẹ̀ pẹ̀lú àwọn ìlú u wọn.
Prepare—for his sons—shambles. For the iniquity of their fathers, —They shall not rise nor possess the earth, Nor fill the face of the world with cities.
22 “Èmi yóò dìde sókè sí wọn,” ni Olúwa àwọn ọmọ-ogun wí. “Èmi yóò ké orúkọ rẹ̀ kúrò ní Babeli àti àwọn tí ó sálà, àwọn ọmọ àti ìran rẹ̀,” ni Olúwa wí.
I will rise. Then. against them, Declareth Yahweh of hosts, —And will cut off from Babylon Record and remnant And scion and seed, Declareth Yahweh.
23 Èmi yóò yí i padà sí ibùgbé àwọn òwìwí àti sí irà; Èmi yóò fi ọwọ́ ìparun gbá a, ni Olúwa àwọn ọmọ-ogun wí.
And will make her a possession for the bittern, And marshes of water, —And will sweep it with the besom of destruction, Declareth Yahweh of hosts.
24 Olúwa àwọn ọmọ-ogun ti búra, “Gẹ́gẹ́ bí mo ti ṣètò, bẹ́ẹ̀ ni yóò rí, àti bí mo ti pinnu, bẹ́ẹ̀ ni yóò sì dúró.
Yahweh of hosts, hath sworn, saying, —Surely as I intended, so, hath it come to pass, And as I purposed, the same, shall stand: —
25 Èmi yóò run Asiria ní ilẹ̀ mi, ní àwọn orí òkè mi ni èmi yóò ti rún un mọ́lẹ̀. Àjàgà rẹ̀ ni a ó mú kúrò lọ́rùn àwọn ènìyàn mi, ẹrù u rẹ̀ ni ó mú kúrò ní èjìká wọn.”
That I will break in pieces the Assyrian in my land, Yea upon my mountains, will I tread him underfoot, —So shall be removed from off them his yoke, And his burden, from off their shoulder shall be removed.
26 Èyí ni ètò tí a pinnu rẹ̀ fún gbogbo ayé, èyí ni ọwọ́ tí a nà jáde káàkiri gbogbo orílẹ̀-èdè.
This, is the purpose that is purposed upon all the earth, —And, this, the hand outstretched over all the nations;
27 Nítorí Olúwa àwọn ọmọ-ogun ti pète, ta ni yóò sì ká a lọ́wọ́ kò? Ọwọ́ọ rẹ ti nà jáde, ta ni ó sì le è fà á padà?
For, Yahweh of hosts, hath purposed, —And who shall frustrate? And, his, is the hand outstretched, And who shall turn it back?
28 Ọ̀rọ̀-ìmọ̀ yí wá ní ọdún tí ọba Ahasi kú.
In the year that King Ahaz died, came this oracle: —
29 Má ṣe yọ̀, gbogbo ẹ̀yin Filistia, pé ọ̀pá tí ó lù ọ́ ti dá; láti ibi gbòǹgbò ejò náà ni paramọ́lẹ̀ yóò ti hù jáde, èso rẹ̀ yóò sì jẹ́ oró ejò tí í jóni.
Do not rejoice, Philistia, any of thee, In that the rod of him that smote thee, is broken, —For, out of the root of the serpent, shall come forth, a viper, And his fruit be a fiery dragon that flieth.
30 Ẹni tí ó kúṣẹ̀ẹ́ jù yóò ní pápá oko, àwọn aláìní yóò sì dùbúlẹ̀ láìléwu. Ṣùgbọ́n gbòǹgbò o rẹ̀ ni èmi ó fi ìyàn parun, yóò sì ké àwọn ẹni rẹ tí ó sálà kúrò.
Then shall feed the firstborn of the poor, And the needy, in confidence lie down, —And I will kill with famine thy root, And thy residue, shall be slain.
31 Hu, ìwọ ẹnu-ọ̀nà! Kígbe, ìwọ ìlú! Yọ́ kúrò, gbogbo ẹ̀yin Filistia! Èéfín kurukuru kan ti àríwá wá, kò sì ṣí amóríbọ́ kan nínú ẹgbẹ́ wọn.
Howl—O gate, Make outcry—O city, Dispersed art thou Philistia, all of thee, —For out of the north, a smoke cometh in, With no straggler in his ranks.
32 Kí ni ìdáhùn tí a ó fún agbẹnusọ orílẹ̀-èdè náà? “Olúwa ti fi ìdí Sioni kalẹ̀, àti nínú rẹ̀ ni àwọn ènìyàn rẹ̀ tí a ti pọ́n ọn lójú yóò ti rí ààbò o wọn.”
What, then, shall one answer the messengers of a nation? That Yahweh, hath founded Zion, And in her, shall seek refuge the oppressed of his people.
