Isaiah 47
1 “Sọ̀kalẹ̀, jókòó nínú eruku, wúńdíá ọmọbìnrin Babeli; jókòó ní ilẹ̀ láìsí ìtẹ́, ọmọbìnrin àwọn ará Babeli. A kì yóò pè ọ́ ní aláìlókun àti ẹlẹgẹ́ mọ́.
“Come down, and sit on the dust, O virgin daughter of Babylon, Sit on the earth, there is no throne, O daughter of the Chaldeans, For they no longer cry to you, O tender and delicate one.
2 Mú òkúta-ọlọ kí o sì lọ ìyẹ̀fun; mú ìbòjú rẹ kúrò. Ká aṣọ ẹsẹ̀ rẹ sókè, ká aṣọ itan, kí o sì la odò wọ̀n-ọn-nì kọjá.
Take millstones, and grind flour, Remove your veil, draw up the skirt, Uncover the leg, pass over the floods.
3 Ìhòhò rẹ ni a ó sí síta àti ìtìjú rẹ ni a ó ṣí sílẹ̀. Èmi yóò sì gba ẹ̀san, Èmi kì yóò sì dá ẹnìkan sí.”
Your nakedness is revealed, indeed, your reproach is seen, I take vengeance, and I do not meet a man.”
4 Olùràpadà wa Olúwa àwọn ọmọ-ogun ni orúkọ rẹ̀ òun ni Ẹni Mímọ́ Israẹli.
Our redeemer [is] YHWH of Hosts, His Name [is] the Holy One of Israel.
5 “Jókòó ní ìdákẹ́ jẹ́ẹ́, lọ sínú òkùnkùn, ọmọbìnrin àwọn ará Babeli; a kì yóò pè ọ́ ní ọbabìnrin àwọn ilẹ̀ ọba mọ́.
“Sit silent, and go into darkness, O daughter of the Chaldeans, For they no longer cry to you, Mistress of kingdoms.
6 Inú bí mi sí àwọn ènìyàn mi tí mo sì ba ogún mi jẹ́, mo fi wọ́n lé ọ lọ́wọ́, Ìwọ kò sì síjú àánú wò wọ́n. Lórí àwọn arúgbó pẹ̀lú ní o gbé àjàgà tí ó wúwo lé.
I have been angry against My people, I have defiled My inheritance And I give them into your hand, You have not appointed mercies for them, You have made your yoke very heavy on the aged,
7 Ìwọ wí pé, ‘Èmi yóò tẹ̀síwájú títí láé— ọbabìnrin ayérayé!’ Ṣùgbọ́n ìwọ kò kíyèsi nǹkan wọ̀nyí tàbí kí o ronú nípa ohun tí ó lè ṣẹlẹ̀.
And you say, I am mistress for all time, While you have not laid these things to your heart, You have not remembered the latter end of it.
8 “Nísinsin yìí, tẹ́tí sílẹ̀, ìwọ oníwọ̀ra ẹ̀dá tí o kẹ̀tẹ̀ǹfẹ̀ nínú ààbò rẹ tí o sì ń sọ fún ara rẹ pé, ‘Èmi ni, kò sì ṣí ẹlòmíràn lẹ́yìn mi. Èmi kì yóò di opó tàbí kí n pàdánù àwọn ọmọ.’
And now, hear this, O luxurious one, Who is sitting confidently—Who is saying in her heart, I [am], and none else, I do not sit [as] a widow, nor know bereavement.
9 Méjèèjì yìí ni yóò wá sórí rẹ láìpẹ́ jọjọ, ní ọjọ́ kan náà: pípàdánù ọmọ àti dídi opó. Wọn yóò wá sórí rẹ ní ẹ̀kúnrẹ́rẹ́, pẹ̀lúpẹ̀lú àwọn ìṣe oṣó rẹ àti àwọn èpè rẹ tí ko lágbára.
And these two things come to you, In a moment, in one day: childlessness and widowhood, They have come on you according to their perfection, In the multitude of your sorceries, In the exceeding might of your charms.
10 Ìwọ ti ní ìgbẹ́kẹ̀lé nínú ìwà ìkà rẹ ó sì ti wí pé, ‘Kò sí ẹni tí ó rí mi?’ Ọgbọ́n àti òye rẹ ti ṣì ọ́ lọ́nà nígbà tí o wí fún ara rẹ pé, ‘Èmi ni, kò sí ẹlòmíràn lẹ́yìn mi.’
And you are confident in your wickedness, You have said, There is none seeing me, Your wisdom and your knowledge, It is turning you back, And you say in your heart, I [am], and none else.
11 Ìparun yóò dé bá ọ bẹ́ẹ̀ ni ìwọ kì yóò mọ ọ̀nà láti ré e kúrò. Àjálù kan yóò ṣubú lù ọ́ tí o kì yóò le è fi ètùtù ré kúrò; òfò kan tí o kò le faradà ni yóò wá lójijì sí oríì rẹ.
And evil has come in on you, You do not know its rising, And disaster falls on you, You are not able to pacify it, And desolation comes on you suddenly, You do not know.
12 “Tẹ̀síwájú nígbà náà, pẹ̀lú àfọ̀ṣẹ rẹ àti pẹ̀lú ìwà oṣó rẹ gbogbo, tí o ti ń ṣiṣẹ́ fún láti ìgbà èwe rẹ wá. Bóyá o le è ṣàṣeyọrí, bóyá o le è dá rúgúdù sílẹ̀.
Now stand in your charms, And in the multitude of your sorceries, In which you have labored from your youth, It may be you are able to profit, It may be you terrify!
13 Gbogbo ìmọ̀ràn tí o ti gbà ni ó ti sọ ọ́ di akúrẹtẹ̀! Jẹ́ kí àwọn awòràwọ̀ rẹ bọ́ síwájú, àwọn awòràwọ̀ tí wọ́n sọ àsọtẹ́lẹ̀ láti oṣù dé oṣù, jẹ́ kí wọ́n gbà ọ́ lọ́wọ́ ohun tí ó ń bọ̀ wá bá ọ.
You have been wearied in the multitude of your counsels, Now stand up and let them save you—The charmers of the heavens, Those looking on the stars, Those teaching concerning the months—From those things that come on you!
14 Lóòótọ́ wọ́n dàbí ìṣẹ́pẹ́ igi; iná ni yóò jó wọn dànù. Wọn kò kúkú lè gba ara wọn là lọ́wọ́ agbára iná náà. Kò sí èédú láti mú ara ẹnikẹ́ni gbóná níhìn-ín kò sí iná tí ènìyàn le jókòó tì.
Behold, they have been as stubble! Fire has burned them, They do not deliver themselves from the power of the flame, There is not a coal to warm them, a light to sit before it.
15 Gbogbo ohun tí wọ́n lè ṣe fún ọ nìyìí gbogbo èyí ní o tí ṣíṣẹ́ pẹ̀lú u rẹ̀ tí o sì ti ń rù kiri láti ìgbà èwe. Ọ̀kọ̀ọ̀kan wọn ń lọ nínú àṣìṣe rẹ̀; kò sí ẹyọ ẹnìkan tí ó lè gbà ọ́.
So they have been to you with whom you have labored, Your merchants from your youth, They have each wandered to his passage, None is saving you!”
