 Chapter 29-38 of the Book of Isaiah from the Young's Literal Translation of the Bible. This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org. Recording by Mark Penfold. Chapter 29-38 of Isaiah from the Young's Literal Translation. Woe to Ariel, Ariel, the city of the encampment of David! Add year to year, let festivals go round. And I have sent distress to Ariel, and it hath been lamentation and mourning. And it hath been to me as Ariel, and I encamped O babbler against thee, And I laid siege against thee a camp, and I raised up against thee bulwarks, And thou hast been low from the earth thou speakest, And from the dust makest thy saying low. And thy voice hath been from the earth, as one having a familiar spirit, And from the dust thy saying whisperest. And as small dust hath been the multitude of those scattering thee, And as chaff passing on the multitude of the terrible, And it hath been at an instant, suddenly. By Jehovah of hosts thou art inspected, with thunder and with an earthquake, And great noise, hurricane and whirlwind, and flame of devouring fire. And as a dream, a vision of night, hath been the multitude of all the nations Who are warring against Ariel, and all its warriors and its bulwark, Even of those distressing her. And it hath been as when the hungry dreameth, and low he is eating, And he hath waked, and empty is his soul. And as when the thirsty dreameth, and low he is drinking, And he hath waked, and low he is weary, and his soul is longing. So is the multitude of all the nations who are warring against Mount Zion. Terry and wonder, look ye, ye, look, be drunk and not with wine, Stagger and not with strong drink, for poured out on you hath Jehovah a spirit of deep sleep, And he closeeth your eyes, the prophets and your heads, the seers he covered. And the vision of the whole is to you, as words of the sealed book, That they give unto one knowing books, saying, Read this, we pray thee, and he hath said, I am not able, for it is sealed. And the book is given to him who hath not known books, saying, Read this, we pray thee, and he hath said, I have not known books. And the Lord saith, Because draw near hath this people with its mouth, And with its lips they have honored me, And its heart it hath put far off from me, And their fear of me is a precept of men is taught. Therefore, lo, I am adding to do wonderfully with this people a wonder and a marvel, And perished half the wisdom of its wise ones, And the understanding of its intelligent ones hideeth itself. Woe to those going deep from Jehovah to hide counsel, And whose works have been in darkness, and they say, Who is seeing us, and who is knowing us? Your perversion, as clay is the potter esteemed, That the work saith of its maker, He hath not made me, and the framed thing said of its framer, He did not understand. Is it not yet a very little, and turned hath Lebanon to a fruitful field, And the fruitful field for a forest is reckoned? And heard in that day hath the death, the words of a book, And out of thick darkness, and out of darkness, The eyes of the blind do see, And the humble hath added joy in Jehovah, And the poor among men in the holy one of Israel rejoice, For ceased hath the terrible one, And consumed hath been the scornor, And cut off hath been all watching for iniquity, Causing men to sin in word, And for a reprover in the gate lay a snare, And turn aside into emptiness the righteous. Therefore, thus saith Jehovah, who ransomed Abraham, Concerning the house of Jacob, Not now ashamed is Jacob, Nor now doth his face become pale, For in his seeing his children, The work of my hand in his midst, They sanctify my name, And have sanctified the holy one of Jacob, And the God of Israel they declare fearful, And the airing in spirit have known understanding, And murmurers learn doctrine. CHAPTER 30 Woe to apostate sons, the affirmation of Jehovah, To do counsel and not from me, And to spread out a covering and not of my spirit, So as to add sin to sin, Who are walking to go down to Egypt, And my mouth have not asked, To be strong in the strength of Pharaoh, And to trust in the shadow of Egypt, And the strength of Pharaoh hath been to you for shame, And the trust in the shadow of Egypt confusion, For in Zohan were his princes, And his messengers reach Haines. All he made ashamed of a people that profit not, Neither for help, not for profit, But for shame, and also for reproach, The burden of the beasts of the south. Into a land of adversity and distress, Of young lion and of old lion, Wents are viper and flying saraph, They carry on the shoulder of asses their wealth, And on the hump of camels their treasures, Unto a people not profitable. Today Egyptians are vanity and in vain do help, Therefore I have cried concerning this. Their strength is to sit still. Now go in, write it on a tablet with them, And on a book engrave it, And it is for a latter day, For a witness unto the age, That a rebellious people is this, Sons, liars, Sons not willing to hear the law of Jehovah, Who have said to seers ye do not see, And to prophets ye do not prophesy to us Straightforward things, Speak to us smooth things, Prophecy deceits, Turn aside from the way, Decline from the path, Cause to cease from before us The Holy One of Israel, Therefore thus said the Holy One of Israel. Because of your kicking against this word, And ye trust in oppression and perverseness, And rely on it, Therefore is this iniquity to you As a breach falling, Swelled out in a wall set on high, Whose destruction suddenly at an instant cometh. He hath broken it as the breaking of the potter's bottle, Beaten down, he doth not spare, Nor is there found in its beating down A potter to take fire from the burning, And to draw out waters from a ditch. For thus said the Lord Jehovah, The Holy One of Israel, In returning and rest ye are saved, In keeping quiet and in confidence is your might, And ye have not been willing, And ye say, No, for on a horse we flee, And on the swift we ride, Therefore swift are your pursuers, One thousand because of the rebuke of one, Because of the rebuke of five ye flee, Till ye have been surely left as a pole On the top of the mountain, And as an ensign on the height, And therefore doth wait Jehovah to favor you, And therefore he is exalted to pity you, For a God of judgment is Jehovah, O the blessedness of all waiting for him, For the people in Zion dwell in Jerusalem, Weeping, pitying, he pitieth thee At the voice of thy cry, When he heareth, he answereth thee, And the Lord hath given to you bread of Adversity, And water of oppression, And thy directors remove no more, And thine eyes have seen thy directors, And thine ear heareth a word behind thee, Saying, This is the way, go ye in it, When ye turn to the right, And when ye turn to the left, And ye have defiled the covering Of thy graven images of silver, And the ethod of thy molten image of gold, Thou scatterst them as a sickening thing, Go out, thou sayest to it, And he hath given rain for thy seed, With which thou dost sow the ground, And bread, the increase of the ground, And it hath been fat and plenteous, Enjoy do thy cattle in that day, And enlarged pasture, And the oxen and the young asses Serving the ground, Fermented provender do eat, That one is winnowing with shovel and fan, And there hath been on every high mount, And on every exalted hill Revulets streams of waters In a day of much slaughter In the falling of towers, And the light of the moon Hath been as the light of the sun, And the light of the sun Is sevenfold as the light of seven days In the day of Jehovah's Binding up the breach of his people When the stroke of its wound he healeth. Lo, the name of Jehovah is coming from far, Burning is his anger and great the flame, His lips have been full of indignation, And his tongue is as a devouring fire, And his breath is as an overflowing stream Unto the neck it divideeth, To sift nations with a sieve of Fanity, And a bridle causing to air Is on the jaws of the peoples. Singing is to you as in a night Sanctified for a festival, And joy of heart as he who is going with a pipe To go into the mountain of Jehovah Unto the rock of Israel, And cause to be heard hath Jehovah the honor of his voice, And the coming down of his arm he doth slew With a raging of anger, And the flame of a consuming fire Scattering and inundation and hailstone. For from the voice of Jehovah Broken down is Ashur, With a rod he smiteeth, And every passage of the settled staff That Jehovah causes to rest on him Hath been with tabrets And with harps, And in battles of shaking he hath fought with it. For arranged from former time is Tofet, Even it for the king is prepared, He hath made deep, he hath made large, Its pile is fire and much wood, The breath of Jehovah, As a stream of brimstone is burning in it. Chapter 31 Woe to those going down to Egypt for help, And on horses lean, And trust on chariots, Because many and on horsemen Because very strong, And have not looked on the holy one of Israel, And Jehovah hath not sought, And he also is wise, And bringeth in evil, And his words he hath not turned aside, And he hath risen against a house of evildoers, And against the help of workers of iniquity, And the Egyptians are men and not God, And their horses are flesh and not spirit, And Jehovah stretcheth out his hand, And stumbled hath the helper, And fallen hath the helped one, And together all of them are consumed. For thus said Jehovah unto me, As growled off the lion and the young lion over his prey, Called against whom is a multitude of shepherds, From their voice he is not afrighted, And from their noise he is not humbled. So come down, Doth Jehovah of hosts, To war on Mount Zion, And on her height. As birds flying, So doth Jehovah of hosts, Cover over Jerusalem, Covering and delivering, Passing over and causing to escape, Turn back to him from whom sons of Israel Have deepened apostasy, For in that day despise, Doth each his idols of silver, And his idols of gold, That your hands made to you a sin, And fallen hath assure by sword, Not of the high, yea, a sword, Not of the low, Doth consume him, And he hath fled for himself from the face of a sword, And his young men become tributary, And to his rock from fear he passeth on, And affrighted by the ensign have been his princes, An affirmation of Jehovah, Who hath a light in Zion, And who hath a furnace in Jerusalem. Chapter 32 Low, for righteousness doth a king reign, As to princes for judgment they rule, And each hath been as a hiding place from wind, And as a secret hiding place from inundation, As rivulets of waters in a dry place, As a shadow of a heavy rock in a weary land. And not dazzled are the eyes of beholders, And the ears of hearers do attend, And the heart of those hastened understandeth to know, And the tongue of stammerers hasteth to speak clearly. A fool is no more called noble, And to a miser it is not said rich. For a fool speaketh folly, And his heart doth iniquity, To do profanity, And to speak concerning Jehovah error, To empty the soul of the hungry yea, Drink of the thirsty he causeth to lack. And the miser, his instruments are evil, He hath counseled wicked devices, To corrupt the poor with lying sayings, Even when the needy speaketh justly. And the noble counseled noble things, And he for noble things riseth up. Women, easy ones, rise, Hear my voice daughters, Confident ones, give ear to my saying, Days and a year ye are troubled, O confident ones, For consumed hath been harvest, The gathering cometh not. Tremble ye women, ye easy ones, Be troubled, ye confident ones, Strip and make bear with a girdle on the loins, For breasts they are lamenting, For fields of desire for the fruitful vine. Over the ground of my people, Thorn, briar goeth up, Surely over all houses of joy Of the exulting city, Surely the palace hath been left, The multitude of the city forsaken, Fort and watchtower hath been for dens unto the age, A joy of wild asses, a pasture of herds. Till emptied out on us is the spirit from on high, And a wilderness hath become a fruitful field, And the fruitful field for a forest is reckoned, And dwelt in the wilderness hath judgment, And righteousness in the fruitful field remaineth, And a work of the righteousness hath been peace, And a service of the righteousness, Keeping quiet and confidence unto the age, And dwelt hath my people in a peaceful habitation, And in steadfast tabernacles, and in quiet resting places, And it hath hailed in the going down of the forest, And in the valley is the city low, Happy are ye sowing by all waters, Sending forth the foot of the ox and the ass. Dost finished dealing treacherously, They deal treacherously with thee. O Jehovah, favour us, for thee we have waited, Be their arm in the mornings, Yea, our salvation in time of adversity. From the voice of a multitude fled hath peoples, From vine exaltation scattered hath been nations, And gathered hath been your spoil, A gathering of the caterpillar, As a running to and fro of locusts, Is he running on it? Set on high is Jehovah, for he is dwelling on high, He filled Zion with judgment and righteousness, And hath been the steadfastness of thy times, The strength of salvation, wisdom, and knowledge, Fear of Jehovah, it is his treasure. Low, their aerial they have cried without, Messengers of peace do weak bitterly, Desolated hath been highways, Seized hath he who passeth along the path, He hath broken covenant, He hath despised enemies, He hath not esteemed a man, Mourned, languished hath the land, Confounded hath been Lebanon, Withered hath been Sharon as a wilderness, And shaking our Bashan and Carmel, Now do I arise, saith Jehovah, Now I am exalted, now I am lifted up, Ye conceive chaff, ye bear stubble, Your spirit fire devour with you, And peoples hath been as burnings of lime, Thorns as sweepings with fire they burn, Hear ye far off that which I have done, And know ye near ones my might, Afraid and Zion hath been sinners, Seized hath trembling the profane, Who doth dwell for us, consuming fire, Who doth dwell for us, burnings of the age, Whoso is walking righteously, And is speaking uprightly, Kicking against gain of oppressions, Shaking his hands from taking hold on a bribe, Stopping his ear from hearing of blood, And shutting his eyes from looking on evil, He high places doth inhabit, Strongholds of rock are his high tower, His bread hath been given, His waters steadfast. A king in his beauty, see do thine eyes, They see a land afar off, Thy heart doth meditate terror, Where is he who is counting? Where is he who is weighing? Where is he who is counting the towers? The strong people thou seeest not, A people deeper of lip than to be understood, Of a scorned tongue there is no understanding. See, Zion, the city of our meetings, Thine eyes see Jerusalem a quiet habitation, A tent not taken down, Not removed are its pins forever, And none of its cords are broken. But there mighty is Jehovah for us, A place of rivers streams broad of sides, No ship with oars doth go into it, And a mighty ship doth not pass over it. For Jehovah our judge, Jehovah our lawgiver, Jehovah our king, He doth save us. Left have been thy robes, They strengthen not rightly their mast, They have not spread out as sail, Then a portion hath been a prey of much spoil, The lame hath taken spoil, Nor doth an inhabitant say, I was sick! The people that is dwelling in it Is forgiven of iniquity. Chapter 34 Come near ye nations to hear, And ye peoples give attention, Hear doth the earth and its fullness, The world and all its productions, For wrath is to Jehovah against all the nations, And fury against all their host, He hath devoted them to destruction, He hath given them to slaughter, And their wounded are cast out, And their carcasses cause their stench to ascend, And melted have been mountains from their blood, And consumed have been all the host of the heavens, And rolled together as a book have been the heavens, And all their hosts do fade, As the fading of a leaf of a vine, And as the fading one of a fig tree, For soaked in the heavens was my sword. Lo, on Edom it cometh down, On the people of my curse for judgment, A sword is to Jehovah. It hath been full of blood, It hath been made fat with fatness, With blood of lambs and he goats, With fat of kidneys of rams, For a sacrifice is to Jehovah in Basra, And a great slaughter in the land of Edom, And come down have reams with them, And bollocks with bowls, And soat have been their land from blood, And their dust from fatness is made fat, For a day of vengeance is to Jehovah, A year of recompenses for Zion's strife, And turned have been her streams to pitch, And her dust to brimstone, And her land hath become burning pitch, By night and by day she is not quenched, To the age go up doth her smoke, From generation to generation she is waste, For ever and ever none is passing into her, And possess her due pelican and hedgehog, And owl and raven dwell in her, And he hath stretched out over her a line of vacancy, And stones of emptiness, To the kingdom her freemen they call, But there are none there, And all her princes are at an end, And gone up her palaces have thorns, Nettle and bramble are in her fortresses, And it hath been a habitation of dragons, A court for daughters of an ostrich, And met hath Zaheem with Aeem, And the goat for its companion Culleth, Only there resteth hath the night owl, And hath found for herself a place of rest, There made her nest hath the bittern, Yea, she layeth, and hath hatched, And hath gathered under her shadow, Only there gathered hath been vultures, Each with its companion. Seek out of the book of Jehovah and read, One of these hath not been lacking, None hath missed its companion, For my mouth it hath commanded, And his spirit he hath gathered them, And he hath cast for them a lot, And his hand hath apportioned it to them by line, Unto the age they possess it, To all generations they dwell in it. They joy from the wilderness and dry place, And rejoice doth the desert, And flourish as the rose, Flourishing it doth flourish, And rejoice, yea, with joy and singing, The honor of Lebanon hath been given to it, The beauty of Carmel and Sharon, They, they see the honor of Jehovah, The majesty of our God. Strengthen ye the feeble hands, Yea, the stumbling knees strengthen, Say to the hastened of heart, Be strong, fear not, lo, your God, Vengeance cometh, the recompense of God, He himself doth come and save you. Then opened our eyes of the blind, And ears of the deaf are unstopped, Then leap as a heart doth the lame, And sing doth the tongue of the dumb, For broken up in a wilderness have been waters, And streams in a desert, And the mirage hath become a pond, And the thirsty land fountains of waters, In the habitation of dragons its place Of couching down a court for reed and rush, And a highway hath been there, And away, and the way of holiness is called to it, Not pass over it doth the unclean, And he himself is by them, Whoso is going in the way, Even fools are not. No lion is there, Yea, a destructive beast ascendedeth it not, It is not found there, And what hath been the redeemed, And the ransomed of Jehovah return, And hath entered Zion with singing, And joy age-during on their head, Joy and gladness they attain, And flood away hath sorrow in sighing. Chapter 36 And it cometh to pass, In the fourteenth year of King Hezekiah, Come up hath Sennacherib, King of Asshur, Against all the fenced cities of Judah, And seizeth them. And the King of Asshur sendeth Rabshaka from Lakish to Jerusalem, Unto the King Hezekiah, With a heavy force, And he standeth by the conduit of the upper pool In the highway of the fuller's field, And go forth unto him doth Eliakim, Son of Hilkiah, Who is over the house, And Shebna the scribe, And Joa, son of Asaph, the Remembrancer. And Rabshaka sayeth unto them, Say ye, I pray you unto Hezekiah, Thus said the great King, The King of Asshur, What is this confidence in which thou hast confided? I have said, Only a word of the lips, Council and might are for battle, Now, on whom hast thou trusted, That thou hast rebelled against me? Low, thou hast trusted on the staff Of this broken reed, On Egypt, Which a man leneth on, And it hath gone into his hand, And pierced it, So is Pharaoh, King of Egypt, To all those trusting on him? And doth thou say unto me, Unto Jehovah our God, We have trusted? Is it not he, Whose high places and whose altars Hezekiah hath turned aside, And sayeth to Judah and to Jerusalem, Before this altar ye do bow yourselves? And now negotiate, I pray thee, With my Lord the King of Asshur, And I give to the 2,000 horses, If thou art able to put For the riders on them. And how dost thou turn back The face of one captain, Of the least of the servants of my Lord? And dost trust for thee on Egypt, For chariot and for horsemen? And now, without Jehovah, Have I come up against this land To destroy it? Jehovah said unto me, Go up unto this land, And thou hast destroyed it. And Eliachim sayeth, And Shebna and Joah unto Reb Sheka, Speak, we pray, The unto thy servants in Aramean, For we are understanding, And do not speak unto us in Jewish In the ears of the people who are on the wall. And Reb Sheka sayeth, Unto thy Lord, And unto thee hath my Lord Sent me to speak these words? Is it not for the men, Though sitting on the wall, To eat their own dung, And to drink their own water with you? And Reb Sheka standeth and calleth With a great voice in Jewish. And sayeth, Here ye the words of the great King, The King of Asshur. Thou said the King. Let not Hezekiah lift you up, For he is not able to deliver you. And let not Hezekiah make you Trust unto Jehovah, saying, Jehovah doth certainly deliver us. This city is not given Into the hand of the King of Asshur. Do not hearken unto Hezekiah, For thus said the King of Asshur. Make ye with me a blessing, And come out unto me, And eat ye each of his vine, And each of his fig tree, And drink ye each the waters of his own well. Till my coming in, And I have taken you unto a land Like your own land, A land of corn and wine, A land of bread and vineyards, Lest Hezekiah doth persuade you, Saying, Jehovah doth deliver us. Have the gods of the nations Delivered each his land Out of the hand of the King of Asshur? Where are the gods of Hamath and Arpad? Where are the gods of Saffar Vahim? That they have delivered Samaria Out of my hand. Who among all the gods of these lands Are they who have delivered Their land out of my hand? That Jehovah doth delivered Jerusalem out of my hand. And they keep silent, And have not answered him a word, For a command of the King is saying, Do not answer him. And Eliakim, Son of Hilkiah, Who is over the house, Comeeth in, and Shebna the scribe, And Joa, Son of Asaph the Remembrancer, Unto Hezekiah with rent garments, And they declare to him The words of Rabbi Sheka. Chapter 37 And it cometh to pass At the King Hezekiah's hearing, That he rendeth his garments, And covereth himself with sackcloth, And entereth the house of Jehovah. And sendeth Eliakim, Who is over the house, And Shebna the scribe, And the elders of the priests, Covering themselves with sackcloth, Unto Isaiah, Son of Amma, The prophet. And they say unto him, Thus said Hezekiah, A day of distress and rebuke, And despising is this day, For come, have sons unto the birth, And power there is not to bear. It may be Jehovah thy God, Hear the words of Rabbi Sheka, With which the King of Asher, His Lord hath sent him To reproach the living God, And hath decided concerning the words That Jehovah thy God hath heard, And thou hast lifted up prayer For the remnant that is found. And the servants of King Hezekiah Come in unto Isaiah, And Isaiah saith unto them, Thus do ye say unto your Lord. Thus said Jehovah, Be not afraid because of the words That thou hast heard, With which the servants of the King of Asher Have reviled me. Lo, I am giving in him a spirit, And he hath heard a report, And hath turned back unto his land, And I have caused him to fall By the sword in his land. And Rabbi Sheka turneth back, And findeth the King of Asher, Fighting against Libna, For he hath heard that he hath journeyed From Lakish, And he heareth concerning Terhaka, King of Kush, Saying, He hath come out to fight with thee, And he heareth, And sendeth messengers unto Hezekiah, Saying, Thus do ye speak unto Hezekiah, King of Judah, Saying, Who let not thy God lift thee up In whom thou art trusting, Saying, Jerusalem is not given Into the hand of the King of Asher. Lo, thou hast heard That which the kings of Asher Have done to all the lands To devote them, And thou art delivered. Did the gods of the nations Deliver them whom my fathers Destroyed, Gozan, And Haran, And Rizef, And the sons of Eden, Who are in Telessar? Where is the King of Hamath, And the King of Arpad, And the King of the city Of Sefar-Vayim, Hena, And Yvah, And Hezekiah takeeth the letters Out of the hand of the messengers, And readeth them, And Hezekiah goeth up to the house of Jehovah, And Hezekiah spreadeth it before Jehovah, And Hezekiah prayeth unto Jehovah, Saying, Jehovah of hosts, God of Israel, Inhabiting the cherubs, Thou art God Himself, Thyself alone, To all kingdoms of the earth, Thou hast made the heavens and the earth, Incline, O Jehovah, Thine ear, And hear, Open, O Jehovah, Thine eyes and sea, And hear thou all the words of Sennacheret That he hath sent to reproach the living God, For they are no gods, But work of the hands of man, Wood and stone, And they destroy them. And now Jehovah our God, Save us from his hand, And all kingdoms of the earth, Do know that thou art Jehovah, Thyself alone. And Isaiah, son of Amaz, Sendeth unto Hezekiah, Saying, Thus said Jehovah, God of Israel, That which thou hast prayed unto me, Concerning Sennacheret, King of Ashur, This is the word that Jehovah spake concerning him. Trampled on thee, Laught at thee, Hath the virgin daughter of Zion, Behind thee, shaken the head, Hath the daughter of Jerusalem. Whom hast thou reproached and reviled, And against whom lifted up the voice? Yea, Thou dost lift up on high thine eyes, Against the Holy One of Israel, By the hand of thy servants, Thou hast reviled the Lord, And sayest, In the multitude of my chariots, I have come up to a high place of hills, The sides of Lebanon, And I cut down the height of its cedars, The choice of its furs, And I enter the high place of its extremity, The forest of its carmel. I have dug and drunk waters, And I dry up with the soul of my steps, All floods of a bulwark. Hath thou not heard from afar? It I did from days of old, That I formed it. Now I have brought it in, And it is to make desolate, Ruinous heaps, Fenced cities, And their inhabitants are feeble-handed, They were broken down and are dried up, They have been the herb of the field, And the greenness of the tender grass, Grass of the roofs, And blasted corn, Before it hath risen up. And thy sitting down, And thy going out, And thy coming in, I have known, And thy anger towards me, Because of thy anger towards me, And thy noise, It came up into my nears, I have put my hook in thy nose, And my bridle in thy lips, And I have caused thee to turn back In the way in which thou camest. And this to thee is the sign. Food of the year is self-sown grain, And in the second year the spontaneous growth, And in the third year, So ye and reap, And plant vineyards, And eat their fruit. And it hath continued, The escape of the house of Judah, That hath been left, To take root beneath, And it hath made fruit upward. For from Jerusalem goeth forth a remnant, And an escape from Mount Zion, The zeal of Jehovah of hosts doth this. Therefore, thus said Jehovah, Concerning the king of Asur, He doth not come in unto this city, Nor doth he shoot there an arrow, Nor doth he come before it with shield, Nor doth he pour out against it a mount. In the way that he came, In it he turneth back, And unto this city he doth not come in, An affirmation of Jehovah. And I have covered over this city, To save it for mine own sake, And for the sake of David my servant, And a messenger of Jehovah goeth out, And smite it in the camp of Asur, A hundred and eighty and five thousand, And men rise early in the morning, And lo, all of them are dead corpses. And journey, and go, And turn back doth Zanakareb, King of Asur, and Dwelleth in Nineveh. And it cometh to pass, He is bowing himself in the house of Nisrach his God, And a Dramalek and Shereezer his sons, Have smitten him with the sword, And they have escaped to the land of Ararat, And Esar Haddan his son, Raineth in his stead. Chapter 38 In those days hath Hezekiah been sick unto death, And come in unto him doth Isaiah, Son of Amos the prophet, And sayeth unto him, Thus said Jehovah, Give a charge to thy house, For thou art dying, and doth not live. And Hezekiah turneth round his face unto the wall, And prayeth unto Jehovah, And sayeth, I pray thee, O Jehovah, Remember, I pray thee, How I have walked habitually before thee in truth, And with a perfect heart, And that which is good in thine eyes, I have done. And Hezekiah weepeth, a great weeping, And a word of Jehovah is unto Isaiah saying, Go, and thou hast said to Hezekiah, Thus said Jehovah, God of David thy father, I have heard thy prayer, I have seen thy tear low, I am adding to thy days fifteen years, And out of the hand of the king of Ashur I deliver thee and this city, And have covered over this city, And this to be the sign from Jehovah, That Jehovah doth this thing that he hath spoken. Lo, I am bringing back the shadow of the degrees That it hath gone down on the degrees of Ahaz, By the sun, backward ten degrees, And the sun turneth back ten degrees In the degrees that it had gone down. A writing of Hezekiah king of Judah Concerning his being sick, When he reviveeth from his sickness. I, I said in the cutting off of my days, I go into the gates of Sheol, I have numbered the remnant of mine years. I said, I do not see Jah, Jah in the land of the living, I do not behold man any more With the inhabitants of the world. My sojourning hath departed, And been removed from me as a shepherd's tent, I have drawn together as a weaver my life. By weakness it cuteth me off, From day unto night thou dost end me. I have set him till morning as a lion, So doth he break all my bones, From day unto night thou dost end me. As a crane, a swallow, so I chatter, I mourn as a dove. Drawn up have been mine eyes on high, O Jehovah. Oppression is on me, be my surety. What do I say? Seeing, he said to me, And he himself hath wrought, I go softly all my years For the bitterness of my soul. Lord, by these do men live, And by all in them is the life of my spirit, And thou savest me, make me also to live. Low, to peace he changed for me bitterness, And thou hast delighted in my soul without corruption, For thou hast cast behind thy back all my sins. For shield doth not confess thee, Death doth not praise thee, Those going down to the pit hope not for thy truth. The living, the living he doth confess thee. Like myself to-day, A father to sons doth make known of thy faithfulness, O Jehovah, To save me, and my songs we sing all days of our lives In the house of Jehovah. And Isaiah saith, Let them take a bunch of figs, And plaster over the ulcer, and he liveth. And Hezekiah saith, What is the sign that I go up to the house of Jehovah? The end of chapters 29 through 38 of the Book of Isaiah from the Young's Literal Translation of the Bible Recording by Mark Penfold Chapters 39 through 48 of the Book of Isaiah from the Young's Literal Translation of the Bible This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org Recording by Mark Penfold Chapters 39 through 48 of Isaiah from the Young's Literal Translation Chapter 39 At that time Hath Merodoc Baladon, son of Baladon, king of Babylon, sent letters and a present unto Hezekiah when he heareth that he hath been sick, and is become strong. And Hezekiah rejoiceth over them, and sheweth them the house of his spices, the silver, and the gold, and the spices, and the good ointment, and all the house of his vessels, and all that hath been found in his treasures. There hath not been a thing in his house, and in all his dominion, that Hezekiah hath not shewed them. And Isaiah the prophet cometh in unto King Hezekiah, and sayeth unto him, What said these men? And whence come they unto thee? And Hezekiah sayeth, From a land afar off they have come unto me, From Babylon. And he sayeth, What saw they in thy house? And Hezekiah sayeth, All that is in my house they saw, There hath not been a thing that I hath not shewed them among my treasures. And Isaiah sayeth unto Hezekiah, Hear a word of Jehovah of hosts, Lo, days are coming, and born hath been all that is in thy house, And that thy fathers have treasured up till this day to Babylon. There is not left a thing, said Jehovah. And of thy sons who come forth from thee, whom thou begettest, they take, and they have been eunuchs in a palace of the King of Babylon. And Hezekiah sayeth unto Isaiah, Good is the word of Jehovah that thou hast spoken, And he sayeth, Because there is peace and truth in my days. Chapter 40 Comfort ye, comfort ye my people, sayeth your God, Speak to the heart of Jerusalem and call to her, That her warfare hath been completed, That accepted hath been her punishment, That she hath received from the hand of Jehovah, double for all her sins. A voice is crying in a wilderness, Prepare ye the way of Jehovah, Make straight in a desert a highway to our God. Every valley is raised up, And every mountain and hill become low, And the crooked place hath become a plain, And the entangled places a valley, And revealed hath been the honor of Jehovah, And seen it have all fleshed together, For the mouth of Jehovah hath spoken. A voice is saying, Call, and he said, What do I call? All flesh is grass, And all its goodliness is as a flower of the field. Withered hath grass, Faded the flower, For the spirit of Jehovah blew upon it, Surely the people is grass. Withered hath grass, Faded the flower, But a word hath our God riseth forever. On a high mountain get the up, O Zion, Proclaiming tidings, Lift up with power thy voice, O Jerusalem, Proclaiming tidings, Lift up, fear not, Say to cities of Judah, Low, your God, Low, the Lord Jehovah with strength, Cometh, and his arm is ruling for him, Low, his hire is with him, And his wage before him, As a shepherd his flock he feedeth. With his arm he gathereth lambs, And in his bosom he carryeth them, Suckling ones he leadeth. Who hath measured in the hollow of his hand the waters, And the heavens by a span hath meted out, And comprehended in a measure the dust of the earth, And hath weighed in scales the mountains, And the hills in a balance, Who hath meted out the spirit of Jehovah, And being his counselor doth teach him, With whom consulted he that he causeth him to understand, And teacheth him in the path of judgment, And teacheth him knowledge, And the way of understanding causeth him to know, Low, nations as a drop from a bucket, And as small dust of the balance have been reckoned, Low, aisles as a small thing he taketh up, And Lebanon is not sufficient to burn, Nor its beasts sufficient for a burnt offering. All the nations are as nothing before him, Less than nothing and emptiness they have been reckoned to him. And unto whom do ye liken God, And what likeness do ye compare to him? The graven image poured out hath a artisan, And a refiner with gold spreadeth it over, And chains of silver he is refining. He who is poor by heave offerings, A tree not rotten doth choose, A skillful artisan he seeketh for it, To establish a graven image not moved. Do ye not know? Do ye not hear? Hath it not been declared from the first to you? Have ye not understood from the foundations of the earth? He who is sitting on the circle of the earth, And its inhabitants are as grasshoppers, He who is stretching out as a thin thing the heavens, And spreadeth them as a tent to dwell in. He who is making princes become nothing, Judges of earth as emptiness hath made. Yea, they have not been planted, Yea, they have not been sown, Yea, not taking root in the earth is their stock, And also he hath blown upon them, And they wither, and a whirlwind as stubble, Takeeth them away. And unto whom do ye liken me, And am I equal, saith the Holy One? Lift up on high your eyes and see, Who hath prepared these? He who is bringing out by number their host, To all of them by name he calleth, By abundance of strength, and he is strong in power, Not one is lacking. What sayest thou, O Jacob? And speakest thou, O Israel? My way hath been hid from Jehovah, And from my God my judgment passeth over. Hath thou not known? Hath thou not heard? The God of the age, Jehovah, Preparer of the ends of the earth is not wearied nor fatigued, There is no searching of his understanding, He is giving power to the weary, And to those not strong he increaseeth might, Even youths are wearied and fatigued, And young men utterly stumble, But those expecting Jehovah pass to power, They rise up the pinion as eagles, They run and are not fatigued, They go on and do not faint. Chapter 41 Keep silent towards me, O Isles, And the peoples pass on to power, They come nigh, then they speak, Together, to judgment we draw near. Who stirred up from the east are righteous one. He calleth him to his foot, He giveth before him nations, And kings he causeth him to rule, He giveth them as dust to his sword, As driven stubble to his bow. He pursueth them, He passeth over in safety, A path with his feet he entereth not. Who hath wrought and done, Calling the generations from the first, I, Jehovah, the first, And with the last I am he. Seen have Isles and fear, Ends of the earth tremble, They have drawn near, Yea, they come. Each his neighbor they help, And to his brother he sayeth, Be strong, And strengthen Doth an artisan the refiner, A smoother with a hammer, Him who is beating on an anvil, Saying, For joining it is good, And he strengtheneth it with nails, It is not moved. And thou, O Israel my servant, Jacob whom I have chosen, Seed of Abraham my lover, Whom I have taken hold of, From the ends of the earth, And from its near places I have called thee, And I say to thee, My servant thou art, I have chosen thee, And not rejected thee. Be not afraid, For with thee I am, Look not around, For I am thy God, I have strengthened thee, Yea, I have helped thee, Yea, I have held thee, With the right hand of my righteousness. Low, all those displeased with thee, They are ashamed and blush, They are as nothing, Yea, perish to the men who strive with thee, Thou seekest them and findest them not, The men who debate with thee, They are as nothing, Yea, as nothing, The men who were with thee, For I, Jehovah thy God, And strengthening thy right hand, He who is saying to thee, Fear not, I have helped thee, Fear not, O worm Jacob, Ye men of Israel, I helped thee, And affirmation of Jehovah, Even thy Redeemer, The Holy One of Israel. Low, I have set thee for a new, Sharp threshing instrument, Possessing teeth, Thou threshest mountains, And beatest small, And hills as chaff thou makest. Thou winnowest them, And a wind lifteth them up, And a whirlwind scattereth them, And thou, Thou rejoicest in Jehovah, In the Holy One of Israel, Dost boast thyself. The poor and the needy Are seeking water, And there is none. Their tongue with thirst have failed. I, Jehovah, Do answer them, The God of Israel, I do not forsake them. I open on high places, Rivers, And in midst of valleys, Fountains. I make a wilderness, Become a pond of water, And a dry land, Become springs of water. I give in a wilderness The cedar, Cheetah, And myrtle, And oil-tree. I set in a desert The fir pine, And boxwood together, So that they see And know, And regard, And act wisely together, For the hand of Jehovah Hath done this, And the Holy One of Israel Hath prepared it. Bring near your cause, Sayeth Jehovah, Bring nigh your mighty ones, Sayeth the King of Jacob. They bring nigh, And declare to us That which doth happen, The first things, What they are, Declare thee. And we set our heart, And know their latter end, Or the coming things Cause us to hear. Declare the things That are coming hereafter, And we know that ye are gods, Yea, Ye may do good or do evil, And we look around And see it together. Lo, Ye are of nothing, And your work of not, And abomination, It fixeth on you. I have stirred up one From the north, And he cometh, From the rising of the sun, He calleth in my name, And he cometh in on prefix, As on clay, And as a potter, Treadeth down mire, Who hath declared from the first, And we know, And before time, And we say, Righteous, Yea, there is none declaring. Yea, there is none proclaiming. Yea, there is none hearing your sayings. First to Zion, Behold, Behold them, And to Jerusalem, One proclaiming tidings I give, And I see that there is no man, Yea, Of these that there is no counselor, And I ask them, And they return word. Lo, All of them are vanity, Not are their works, Wind and emptiness, Their molten images. Chapter 42 Lo, My servant, I take hold on him, My chosen one, My soul half accepted, I have put my spirit upon him, Judgment to nations he bringeth forth. He doth not cry, Nor lift up, Nor cast his voice to be heard in the street. A bruised reed he breaketh not, And dim flax he quencheth not, To truth he bringeth forth judgment. He doth not become weak, Nor bruised, Till he setteth judgment in the earth, And for his law, Isles wait with hope. Thus said God, Jehovah, Preparing the heavens and stretching them out, Spreading out the earth and its productions, Giving breath to the people on it, And spirit to those walking in it. I, Jehovah, did call thee in righteousness, And I lay hold on thy hand, And keep thee, And I give thee for a covenant of a people, And a light of nations, To open the eyes of the blind, To bring forth from prison the bound one, From the house of restraint those sitting in darkness. I am Jehovah, this is my name, And mine honor to another I give not, Nor my praise to graven images. The former things low have come, And new things I am declaring, Before they spring up I cast you to hear. Sing to Jehovah a new song, His praise from the end of the earth, Ye who are going down to the sea, And its fullness, Isles and their inhabitants, The wilderness and its cities, Do lift up the voice, The villages Kedar doth inhabit. Sing to the inhabitants of Sila, From the top of mountains they cry. They ascribe to Jehovah honor, And his praise in the aisles they declare. Jehovah, as a mighty one, goeth forth. As a man of war he stireth up zeal. He cryeth, Ye, he shrieketh, Against his enemies he showeth himself mighty. I have kept silent from of old. I keep silent. I refrain myself. As a travailing woman I cry out. I desolate and swallow up together. I make waste mountains and hills, And all their herbs I dry up, And I have made rivers become aisles, And ponds I dry up. And I have caused the blind to go, In a way they have not known. In paths they have not known, I cause them to tread. I make a dark place before them become light, And unleveled places become a plain. These are the things I have done to them, And I have not forsaken them. Removed backward, Utterly ashamed are those trusting In a graven image, Though saying to a molten image, Ye are our gods. Ye death here, And ye blind look to see. Who is blind but my servant, And death as my messenger I send. Who is blind as he who is at peace, Yea, blind as the servant of Jehovah. Seeing many things, And thou observest not, Opening ears, And ye heareth not. Jehovah hath delight For the sake of his righteousness. He magnifyeth law, And makeeth honorable. And this is a people seized and spoiled, Snared in holes, all of them, And in houses of restraint they were hidden. They have been for a prey, And there is no deliverer a spoil, And none is saying, Restore! Who among you giveth ear to this? Attendeth, and heareth afterwards. Who hath given Jacob for a spoil, And Israel to the spoilers? Is it not Jehovah? He against whom we sinned? Yea, they have not been willing In his ways to walk, Nor have they hearkened to his law, And he poureth on them fury, His anger, and the strength of battle, And it setteth him on fire round about, And he hath not known, And it burneth against him, And he layeth it not to heart. Chapter 43 And now, thus said Jehovah, Thy Creator, O Jacob, And thy fashioner, O Israel, Be not afraid, For I have redeemed thee. I have called on thy name, Thou art mine. When thou passest into waters, I am with thee, And into floods they do not overflow thee. When thou goest into fire, Thou art not burnt, And aflame doth not burn against thee. For I, Jehovah, Thy God, The Holy One of Israel, Thy Savior, I have appointed Egypt, Thine atonement, Cush and Siba in thy stead, Since thou wast precious in mine eyes, Thou wast honored, And I have loved thee, And I appoint men in thy stead, And peoples instead of thy life. Be not afraid, For I am with thee. From the east I bring in thy seed, And from the west I gather thee. I am saying to the north, Give up, And to the south, Restrain not, Bring in my sons from afar, And my daughters from the end of the earth. Everyone who is called by my name, Even for my honor I have created him, I have formed him, Yea, I have made him. He brought out a blind people who have eyes, And death ones who have ears. All the nations have been gathered together, And the peoples are assembled, Who among them declareeth this, And former things causeth us to hear. They give their witnesses, And they are declared righteous, And they hear and say, Truth, Ye are my witnesses and affirmation of Jehovah, And my servant whom I have chosen, So that ye know and give credence to me, And understand that I am he. Before me there was no God formed, And after me there is none. I am Jehovah, And besides me there is no Savior. I declared and saved and proclaimed, And there is no stranger with you, And ye are my witnesses and affirmation of Jehovah, And I am God. Even from the day I am he, And there is no deliverer from my hand. I work and who doth turn it back? Thus said Jehovah, Your Redeemer, The Holy One of Israel, For your sake I have sent to Babylon, And caused bars to descend, All of them, And the Chaldeans whose song is in the ships. I am Jehovah, Your Holy One, Creator of Israel, Your King. Thus said Jehovah, Who is giving in the sea away, And in the strong waters a path, Who is bringing forth chariot and horse, A force even a strong one. Together they lie down, They rise not, They have been extinguished, As flax they have been quenched. Remember not, former things, And ancient things consider not. Lo, I am doing a new thing, Now it springeth up, Do ye not know it? Yea, I put in a wilderness away, In a desolate place floods. Honor me doth the beast of the field, Dragons and daughters of an ostrich, For I have given in a wilderness waters, Floods in a desolate place, To give drink to my people my chosen. This people I have formed for myself, My praise they recount, And me thou hast not called, O Jacob, For thou hast been wearied of me, O Israel, Thou hast not brought into me The lamb of thy burnt offerings, And with thy sacrifices, Thou hast not honored me, I have not caused thee to serve with a present, Nor wearied thee with frankincense, Thou hast not bought for me with money sweet cane, And with the fat of thy sacrifices, Hast not filled me, Only thou hast caused me to serve with thy sins, Thou hast wearied me with thine iniquities. I am he who is blotting out Thy transgressions for my own sake, And thy sins I do not remember, Cause me to remember, We are judged together, Declare thou that thou mayest be justified, Thy first father sinned, And thine interpreters transgressed against me, And I pollute princes of the sanctuary, And I give Jacob to destruction, And Israel to revilings. Chapter 44 And now hear, O Jacob, my servant, An Israel whom I affixed on, Thus said Jehovah, Thy Maker and Thy former, From the womb he doth help thee, Fear not, my servant Jacob, And Jeshurun whom I have affixed on, For I pour waters on a thirsty one, And floods on a dry land, I pour my spirit on thy seed, And my blessing on thine offspring, And they have sprung up as among grass, As willows by streams of water. This one saith, For Jehovah I am, And this calleth himself by the name of Jacob, And this one righteth with his hand, For Jehovah, And by the name of Israel, Sir Nameth himself. Thus saith Jehovah, King of Israel, And his Redeemer Jehovah of hosts, I am the first and I the last, And besides me there is no God, And who as I doth call and declare it, And arrange it for me, Since my placing the people of antiquity, And things that are coming, And those that do come, Declare they to them. Fear not, nor be afraid, Have I not from that time Caused thee to hear and declared, And ye are my witnesses, Is there a God besides me? Yea, there is none, A rock I have not known. Framers of a graven image Are all of them emptiness, And their desirable things do not profit, And their own witnesses they are, They see not, nor know, That they may be ashamed. Who hath formed a God, And a molten image poured out, Not profitable. Low, all his companions are ashamed, As to artisans they are of men, All of them gather together, They stand up, they fear, They are ashamed together. He hath wrought iron with an axe, And hath wrought with coals, And with hammers doth form it, And doth work it by his powerful arm. Yea, he is hungry, And there is no power. He doth not drink water, And he is wearied. He hath wrought with wood, He hath stretched out a rule, He doth mark it with a line, He maketh it with carving tools, And with a compass he marketh it out, And maketh it according to the form of a man, According to the beauty of a man, To remain in the house. Cutting down to himself cedars, He taketh also a cypress, And an oak, And he strengtheneth it for himself, Among the trees of a forest, He hath planted an ash, And the shower doth nourish it, And it hath been for man to burn, And he taketh of them and becomeeth warm. Yea, he kindleeth it, And hath baked bread. Yea, he maketh a god, And boweth himself. He hath made it a graven image, And he falleth down to it. Half of it he hath burnt in the fire, By this half of it he eateth flesh, He roasteth a roasting and is satisfied, Yea, he is warm and saith, Aha, I have become warm, I have enjoyed the light, And it's remnant for a god he hath made, For his graven image he falleth down to it, And worshipeth and prayeth unto it, And he saith, Deliver me for my god thou art! They have not known, Nor do they understand, For he hath dobbed their eyes From seeing their heart from acting wisely, And none doth turn it back unto his heart, Nor hath knowledge nor understanding to say, Half of it I have burnt in the fire, Yea, also I have baked bread over its coals, I roast flesh and I eat, And it's remnant for an abomination I make, To the stalk of a tree I fall down. Feeding on ashes, The heart is deceived, It hath turned him aside, And he delivereth not his soul, Nor saith, Is there not a lie in my right hand? Remember these, O Jacob and Israel, For my servant thou art, I formed thee, A servant to me thou art, O Israel, Thou dost not forget me. I have blotted out, As by a thick cloud thy transgressions, And as by a cloud thy sins, Return unto me, For I have redeemed thee. Seeing, O heavens, For Jehovah hath wrought, Shout, O lower parts of earth, Break forth, O mountains, With singing, Forest and every tree in it, For Jehovah hath redeemed, Jacob, And in Israel he doth beautify himself. Thus said Jehovah, Thy Redeemer, And thy framer from the womb, I am Jehovah, Doing all things, Stretching out the heavens by myself, Stretching out the earth, Who is with me? Making void the tokens of divisors, And diviners it maketh mad, Turning the wise backward, And their knowledge it maketh foolish. Confirming the word of his servant, The counsel of his messengers it perfecteth, Who is saying of Jerusalem, She is inhabited, And of cities of Judah, They shall be built, And her wastes I raise up, Who is saying to the deep, Be dry, And thy rivers I cause to dry up, Who is saying of Cyrus my shepherd, And all my delight he doth perfect, So as to save Jerusalem, Thou art built, And of the temple, Thou art founded. Chapter 45 Thus said Jehovah, To his anointed, To Cyrus, Whose right hand I have laid hold on, To subdue nations before him, Yea, loins of kings I loose, To open before him two leaved doors, Yea, gates are not shut, I go before thee, And crooked places make straight, Two leaved doors of brass I shiver, And bars of iron I cut asunder, And have given to thee treasures of darkness, Even treasures of secret places, So that thou knowest that I, Jehovah, Who am calling on thy name, And the God of Israel. For the sake of my servant Jacob, And of Israel my chosen, I call also thee by thy name, I surname thee, And thou hast not known me. I am Jehovah, and there is none else, Except me there is no God. I gird thee, and thou hast not known me, So that they know from the rising of the sun, And from the west, That there is none besides me. I am Jehovah, And there is none else, Forming light and preparing darkness, Making peace and preparing evil. I am Jehovah, Doing all these things. Drop ye heavens from above, And clouds do cause righteousness to flow, Earth openeth, and they are fruitful, Salvation and righteousness spring up together, I, Jehovah, have prepared it. Woe to him who is striving with his former, A potchard with potchards of the ground, Doth clay say to its framer, What dost thou, and thy work, He hath no hands? Woe to him who is saying to a father, What dost thou beget? Or to a wife, What dost thou bring forth? Thus said Jehovah, The Holy One of Israel and his former, Ask me of the things coming concerning my sons, Yea, concerning the work of my hands, Ye command me. I made earth and man on it prepared, I. My hands stretched out the heavens, And all their host I have commanded, I have stirred him up in righteousness, And all his ways I make straight, He doth build my city, And my captivity doth send out, Not for price nor for bribe, Said Jehovah of hosts. Thus said Jehovah, The labor of Egypt and the merchandise of Qash, And of the Sebaim, Men of measure, Unto thee pass over, And thine they are, After thee they go, In fetters they pass over, And unto thee they bow themselves, Unto thee they pray, Only in thee is God, And there is none else, No other God. Surely thou art a God, Hiding thyself, God of Israel, Saviour, They have been ashamed, And they have even blushed, All of them, Together gone in confusion, Have those carving images. Israel hath been saved in Jehovah, A salvation aged during, Ye are not ashamed, Nor confounded unto the ages of eternity. For thus said Jehovah, Creator of heaven, He is God, Former of earth and its maker, He established it, Not empty he prepared it, For inhabiting he formed it, I am Jehovah, And there is none else, Not in secret have I spoken, In a dark place of the earth, I have not said to the seed of Jacob, In vain seek ye me, I am Jehovah, Speaking righteousness, Declaring uprightness. Be gathered and come in, Come nigh together, Ye escaped of the nations, They have not known, Who are lifting up the wood Of their graven image, And praying unto a God That saveth not. Declare ye and bring near, Ye they take counsel together, Who hath proclaimed this from of old, From that time hath declared it. Is it not I, Jehovah? And there is no other God besides me, A God righteous and saving, There is none save me. Turn to me and be saved All ends of the earth, For I am God, And there is none else. By myself I have sworn, Gone out from my mouth in righteousness, Half a word, And it turneth not back, That to me bowed off every knee, Every tongue swear, Only in Jehovah said hath one, Have I righteousness and strength, Unto him he cometh in, And ashamed are all those displeased with him, In Jehovah are all the seed of Israel justified, And they boast themselves. Chapter 46 Bowed down hath bell, Stooping is knee-bow, Their idols have been for the beast, And for cattle your burdens are loaded, A burden to the weary. They have stooped, They have bowed together, They have not been able to deliver the burden, And themselves into captivity have gone. Harken unto me, O house of Jacob, And all the remnant of Israel, Who are born from the belly, Who are carried from the womb, Even to old age I am he, And to gray hairs I carry, I made and I bear, Yay, I carry and deliver. To whom do ye liken me, And make equal, And compare me that we may be like? They are pouring out gold from a bag, And silver on the beam they weigh, They hire a refiner, And he maketh it a god, They fall down, Yay, they bow themselves, They lift him up on the shoulder, They carry him, And cause him to rest in his place, And he standeth, From his place he moveth not, Yay, one cryeth unto him, And he answereth not, From his adversity he saveth him not. Remember this, and shoot yourselves men, Turn it back, O transgressors, To the heart. Remember, former things of old, For I am mighty, And there is none else, God, And there is none like me, Declaring from the beginning the letter end, And from of old that which hath not been done, Saying, My counsel doth stand, And all my delight I do, Calling from the east a ravenous bird, From a far land a man of my counsel, Yay, I have spoken, Yay, I bring it in, I have formed it, Yay, I do it. Harken unto me ye mighty and hard, Who are far from righteousness, I have brought near my righteousness, It is not far off, And my salvation, It doth not tarry, And I have given in Zion salvation, To Israel my glory. Chapter 47 Come down and sit on the dusk, O virgin daughter of Babylon, Sit on the earth, There is no throne, O daughter of the Caldeans, For no more do they cry to thee, O tender and delicate one, Take millstones and grind flour, Remove thy veil, Draw up the skirt, Uncover the leg, Pass over the floods, Revealed as thy nakedness, Yay, seen as thy reproach, Vengeance I take, And I meet not a man. Our Redeemer is Jehovah of hosts, His name is the Holy One of Israel, Sit silent and go into darkness, O daughter of the Caldeans, For no more do they cry to thee, Mistress of kingdoms, I have been rough against my people, I have polluted mine inheritance, And I give them into thy hand, Thou hast not appointed for them mercies, On the aged, Thou hast made thy yoke very heavy, And thou sayest, To the age I am mistress, While thou hast not laid these things to thy heart, Thou hast not remembered the latter end of it. And now hear this, O luxurious One, Who is sitting confidently, Who is saying in her heart, I am, and none else, I sit not a widow, Nor no bereavement, And come into thee, Do these two things in a moment, In one day, Childlessness and widowhood, According to their perfection, They have come upon thee In the multitude of thy sorceries, In the exceeding might of thy charms, And thou art confident in thy wickedness, Thou hast said, There is none seeing me, Thy wisdom and thy knowledge, It is turning thee back, And thou sayest in thy heart, I am, and none else, And come in on thee half evil, Thou knowest not its rising, And fall on thee doth mischief, Thou art not able to pacify it, And come on thee suddenly doth desolation, Thou knowest not. Stand, I pray, Thou pray thee in thy charms, And in the multitude of thy sorceries, In which thou hast labored from thy youth, It may be thou art able to profit, It may be thou dost terrify, Thou hast been wearied In the multitude of thy councils, Stand up, I pray thee, And save thee, Let the charmers of the heavens, Those looking on the stars, Those teaching concerning the months, From those things that come on thee, Lo, they have been as stubble, Fire hath burned them, They deliver not themselves From the power of the flame, There is not a coal to warm them, A light to sit before it. So have they been to thee With whom thou hast labored, Thy merchants from thy youth, Each to his passage they have wandered, Thy Saviour is not. Chapter 48 Hear ye this, O house of Jacob, Who are called by the name of Israel, And from the waters of Judah came out, Who are swearing by the name of Jehovah, And of the God of Israel make mention, Not in truth nor in righteousness, For from the holy city they have been called, And on the God of Israel been supported, Jehovah of hosts is his name. The former things from that time I declared, And from my mouth they have gone forth, And I proclaim them, Suddenly I have done, And it cometh, From my knowing that thou art obstinate, And a sinew of iron thy neck, And thy forehead brass. And I declare to thee from that time, Before it cometh I have caused thee to hear, Lest thou say, Mine idle hath done them, And my graven image, And my molten image did command them. Thou hast heard, See the whole of it, And ye, Do ye not declare, I have caused thee to hear new things from this time, And things reserved that ye knew not. Now they have been produced, And not from that time, Yea, before the day, And thou hast not heard them, Lest thou say, Lo, I have known them. Yea, thou hast not heard, Yea, thou hast not known, Yea, from that time not opened, And hath fine ear, For I have known thou dealest treacherously, And transgressor from the belly, One is crying to thee. For my name's sake I defer mine anger, And my praise I restrain for thee, So as not to cut thee off. Lo, I have refined thee, And not with silver, I have chosen thee In a furnace of affliction. For my sake, For my known sake I do it, For how is it polluted? And mine honor to another I give not. Hark unto me, O Jacob, And Israel my called one, I am he, I am first, And I am last. Also, My hand hath founded earth, And my right hand stretched out the heavens, I am calling unto them, They stand together, Be gathered all of you, And hear, Who among them did declare these things. Jehovah hath loved him, He doth his pleasure on Babylon, And his arm is on the Chaldeans. I have spoken, Yea, I have called him, I have brought him in, And he hath made prosperous his way. Come ye near unto me, Hear this, Not from the beginning in secret, Spake I, From the time of its being, There am I, And now the Lord Jehovah hath sent me, And his spirit. Thus said Jehovah, Thy Redeemer, The Holy One of Israel, I am Jehovah, Thy God, Teaching thee to profit, Causing thee to tread In the way Thou goest. O, that Thou hathst attended to my commands, Then as a river is Thy peace, And Thy righteousness As billows of the sea, And as sand is Thy seed, And the offspring of Thy bowels as its gravel, Not cut off nor destroyed his name before me. Go out from Babylon, Free from the Chaldeans, With a voice of singing declare, Cause ye this to be heard, Bring it forth unto the end of the earth, Say, Redeemed hath Jehovah his servant Jacob, And they have not thirsted in waste places, He hath caused them to go on, Waters from a rock he hath caused to flow to them, Ye he cleaveeth a rock and flow do waters. There is no peace, Said Jehovah, To the wicked. The end of chapters 39 through 48 Of the Book of Isaiah, From the Young's Literal Translation of the Bible. Recording by Mark Penfold. Chapters 49 through 58 Of the Book of Isaiah, From the Young's Literal Translation of the Bible. This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are public domain. For more information, Or how you can volunteer, Visit LibriVox.org. Recording by Mark Penfold. Chapters 49 through 58 Of Isaiah, From the Young's Literal Translation. Chapter 49. Harken, O Isles unto me, And attend, O Peoples, from afar, Jehovah from the womb hath called me, From the bowels of my mother He hath made mention of my name, And he maketh my mouth as a sharp sword, In the shadow of his hand he hath hid me, And he maketh me for a clear arrow, In his quiver he hath hid me, And he saith to me, My servant thou art, O Israel, In whom I beautify myself. And I said, For a vain thing I labored, For emptiness and vanity my power I consumed, But my judgment is with Jehovah, And my wage with my God. And now, said Jehovah, Who is forming me from the belly For a servant to him, To bring back Jacob unto him, Though Israel is not gathered, Yet I am honored in the eyes of Jehovah, And my God hath been my strength. And he saith, It hath been a light thing That thou art to me for a servant To raise up the tribes of Jacob, And the preserved of Israel to bring back, And I have given thee for a light of nations To be my salvation unto the end of the earth. Thus said Jehovah, Redeemer of Israel, his holy one, To the despised in soul, To the abominated of the nation, To the servant of rulers, Kings see and have risen, Princes and worship, For the sake of Jehovah, Who is faithful, The holy of Israel, And he chooseth thee. Thus said Jehovah, In a time of good pleasure I answered thee, And in a day of salvation I helped thee, And I keep thee, And give thee for a covenant of the people, To establish the earth, To cause to inherit desolate inheritances. To say to the bound, Go out, To those in darkness, Be uncovered, On the ways they feed, And in all high places is their pasture. They do not hunger nor thirst, Nor smite them doth mirage and sun, For he who is pitying them doth lead them, And by fountains of waters doth tend them. And I have made all my mountains far away, And my highways are lifted up. Low, these from afar come in, And low, these from the north and from the sea, And these from the land of Sinim. Sing, O heavens, and joy, O earth, And break forth, O mountains, with singing, For comfort it hath Jehovah his people, And his afflicted ones he doth pity, And Zion saith, Jehovah hath forsaken me, And my Lord hath forgotten me. Forget, doth a woman her suckling, The loved one, the son of her womb? Yea, these forget, But I, I forget not thee. Low, on the palms of the hand, I have graven thee, Thy walls are before me continually. Hastened have those building thee, Those destroying thee, And laying thee waste go out from thee. Lift up round about thine eyes and see, All of them have been gathered, They have come to thee. I live, an affirmation of Jehovah. Surely all of them as an ornament Thou puttest on, And thou bindest them on like a bride, Because thy wastes and thy desolate places And the land of thy ruins, Surely now are straightened because of inhabitants, And far off have been those consuming thee. Again, do the sons of thy bereavement Say in thine ears, The place is too straight for me, Come nigh to me, and I dwell, And thou hast said in thy heart, Who hath begotten for me these, And I bereaved and gloomy, A captive and turned aside, And these, who hath nourished? Low, I, I was left by myself, These, whence are they? Thus said the Lord Jehovah, Low, I lift up unto nations my hand, And unto peoples I raise up mine ensign, And they have brought thy sons in the bosom, And thy daughters on the shoulder are carried, And kings have been thy nursing fathers, And their princesses thy nursing mothers, Face to the earth, they bow down to thee, And the dust of thy feet they lick up, And thou hast known that I am Jehovah, That those expecting me are not ashamed. Is prey taken from the mighty, And the captive of the righteous delivered? For thus said Jehovah, Even the captive of the mighty is taken, And the prey of the terrible is delivered, And with thy striver I strive, And thy sons I save, And I have caused thine oppressors to eat their own flesh, And as new wine they drink their own blood, And known have all flesh that I, Jehovah, Thy Savior and Thy Redeemer, And the mighty one of Jacob. Chapter 50 Thus said Jehovah, Where is this? The bill of your mother's divorce, Whom I sent away, Or to which of my creditors have I sold you? Low, for your iniquities ye have been sold, And for your transgressions have your mother been sent away. Wherefore have I come, and there is no one? I called, and there is none answering, Half my hand been at all short of redemption, And is there not in me power to deliver? Low, by my rebuke I dry up a sea, I make rivers of wilderness, Their fish stinketh, for there is no water, And dyeth with thirst. I clothe the heavens with blackness, And sackcloth I make their covering. For Lord Jehovah hath given to me The tongue of taught ones, To know to aid the weary by a word, He waketh morning by morning, He waketh for me an ear to hear as taught ones. The Lord Jehovah opened for me the ear, And I rebelled not, backward I moved not. My back I have given to those smiting, And my cheeks to those plucking out, My face I hid not from shame and spitting. And the Lord Jehovah giveth help to me, Therefore I have not been ashamed, Therefore I have set my face as a flint, And I know that I am not ashamed. Near is he who is justifying me, Who doth contend with me, We stand together, who is my opponent? Let him come nigh unto me. Lo, the Lord Jehovah giveth help to me, Who is he that declareeth me wicked? Lo, all of them as a garment wear out, A moth doth eat them. Who is among you, fearing Jehovah, Harkening to the voice of his servant, That hath walked in dark places, And there is no brightness for him? Let him trust in the name of Jehovah, And lean upon his God. Lo, all ye kindling a fire, Girting on sparks, Walk ye in the light of your fire, And in the sparks ye have caused to burn, From my hand hath this been to you, In grief ye lie down. Chapter 51 Harken unto me ye pursuing righteousness, Seeking Jehovah, Look attentively unto the rock, Ye have been hewn, And unto the whole of the pit, Ye have been digged. Look attentively unto Abraham your father, And unto Sarah she bringeth you forth, For, one, I have called him, And I bless him and multiply him. For Jehovah hath comforted Zion, He hath comforted all her wastes, And he setteth her wilderness as Eden, And her desert as a garden of Jehovah. Joy, yea, gladness is found in her, Confession and the voice of song, Attend unto me, O my people, And O my nation unto me give ear, For a law from me goeth out, And my judgment to the light, Peoples I do cause to rest. Near is my righteousness, Gone out hath my salvation and mine arms, Peoples they judge, On me aisles do wait, Yea, on mine arm they do wait with hope. Lift ye up to the heavens your eyes, And look attentively unto the earth beneath, For the heavens as smoke have vanished, And the earth as a garment weareth out, And its inhabitants as gnats do die, And my salvation is to the age, And my righteousness is not broken. Harken unto me ye who know righteousness, A people in whose heart is my law, Fear ye not the reproach of men, And for their reviling be not affrighted, For as a garment eat them doth a moth, And as wool eat them doth a worm, And my righteousness is to the age, And my salvation to all generations. Awake, awake, put on strength, O arm of Jehovah, Awake as in days of old, Generations of the ages, Art not thou it that is hewing down Rahab, Piercing a dragon, Art not thou it that is drying up a sea, Waters of a great deep, That hath made deep places of a sea, Away for the passing of the redeemed, And the ransomed of Jehovah turned back, And they have come to Zion with singing, And joy age-during is on their head, Gladness and joy they attain, Fled away have sorrow and sighing, I, I am he, your comforter, Who art thou, and thou art afraid of man, He dyeth, and of the son of man, Grass he is made, And thou dost forget Jehovah thy maker, Who is stretching out the heavens and founding earth, And thou dost fear continually all the day, Because of the fury of the oppressor, As he hath prepared to destroy, And where is the fury of the oppressor? Hastened hath a wanderer to be loosed, And he doth not die at the pit, And his bread is not lacking. And I am Jehovah thy God, Quieting the sea when its billows roar, Jehovah of hosts is his name, And I put my words in thy mouth, And with the shadow of my hand have covered thee, To plant the heavens and to found earth, And to say to Zion, My people art thou. Stir thyself, stir thyself, Rise, Jerusalem, Who has drunk from the hand of Jehovah The cup of his fury, the goblet, The cup of trembling thou hast drunk, Thou hast wrung out. There is not a leader to her Out of all the sons she hath borne, And there is none laying hold on her hand Out of all the sons she hath nourished. These two are meeting thee, Who is moved for thee, Spoiling in destruction, famine and sword, Who I comfort thee? Thy sons have been wrapped up, They have lain down, At the head of all outplaces, As a wild ox in a net, They are full of the fury of Jehovah, The rebuke of thy God. Therefore here I pray thee this, O afflicted and drunken one, And not with wine. Thus said thy Lord Jehovah and thy God, He pleadeth for his people, Lo, I have taken out of thy hand The cup of trembling, the goblet, The cup of my fury, Thou dost not add to drink it any more, And I have put it into the hand Of those afflicting thee, Who have said to thy soul, Bow down and we pass over, And thou makest as the earth thy body, And as the street to those passing by. Chapter 52 Awake, awake, put on thy strength, O Zion, Put on the garments of thy beauty, Jerusalem, The holy city, For enter no more into thee again, Do thee uncircumcised and unclean, Shake thyself from dust, arise, Sit, O Jerusalem, bands of thy neck Have loosed themselves, O captive daughter of Zion, For thus said Jehovah, For not ye have been sold, And not by money are ye redeemed, For thus said the Lord Jehovah. To Egypt my people went down At first to sojourn there, And ashore, for not he hath oppressed it. And now, what, to me here, An affirmation of Jehovah, That taken is my people for not? Its rulers cause howling, An affirmation of Jehovah, And continually all the day my name is despised. Therefore, Doth my people know my name, Therefore in that day, Surely I am he who is speaking, Behold me, how comely on the mountains Have been the feet of one proclaiming tidings, Sounding peace, proclaiming good tidings, Sounding salvation, saying to Zion, Reigned hath thy God, the voice of thy watchmen, They have lifted up the voice, Together they cry aloud, Because eye to eye they see, In Jehovah's turning back to Zion. Break forth, sing together o' wastes of Jerusalem, For Jehovah hath comforted his people, He hath redeemed Jerusalem. Jehovah hath made bare his holy arm Before the eyes of all the nations, And seen have all the ends of the earth The salvation of our God. Turn aside, turn aside, go out thence, The unclean touch not, Go out from her midst, Be ye pure, who are bearing the weapons of Jehovah, For not in haste do ye go out, Yea, with flight ye go not on, For going before you is Jehovah, And gathering you is the God of Israel. Lo, my servant Doth act wisely, He is high and hath been lifted up, And hath been very high, As astonished at thee hath been many, So marred by man his appearance, And his form by sons of men. So Doth he sprinkle many nations, Concerning him kings shut their mouth, For that which was not recounted to them they have seen, And that which they had not heard they have understood. Chapter 53 Who hath given credence to that which we heard, And the arm of Jehovah, On whom hath it been revealed? Yea, he cometh up as a tender plant before him, And as a root out of a dry land, He hath no form nor honor when we observe him, Nor appearance when we desire him. He is despised and left of men, A man of pains and acquainted with sickness, And as one hiding the face from us, He is despised and we esteemed him not. Surely our sicknesses he hath borne, And our pains he hath carried them, And we have esteemed him plagued, Smitten of God and afflicted, And he is pierced for our transgressions, Bruised for our iniquities, The chastisement of our peace is on him, And by his bruise there is healing to us. All of us like sheep have wandered, Each to his own way we have turned, And Jehovah hath caused to meet on him The punishment of us all. It hath been exacted, and he hath answered, And he openeth not his mouth, As a lamb to the slaughter he has brought, And as a sheep before its shearers is dumb, And he openeth not his mouth. By restraint and by judgment he hath been taken, And of his generation who doth meditate, That he hath been cut off from the land of the living. By the transgression of my people he is plague, And it appointeth with the wicked his grave, And with the rich are his high places, Because he hath done no violence, Nor is deceit in his mouth. And Jehovah hath delighted to bruise him, He hath made him sick. If his soul doth make an offering for guilt, He seeeth seed, he prolongeth days, And the pleasure of Jehovah in his hand doth prosper. Of the labor of his soul he seeeth, he is satisfied. Through his knowledge give righteousness, Doth the righteous one, my servant, to many, And their iniquities he doth bear. Therefore I give apportion to him among the many, And with the mighty he apportioneth spoil, Because that he exposed to death his soul, And with transgressors he was numbered, And he the sin of many hath borne, And for transgressors he intercedeth. Restrain not, lengthen thy cords, And thy pins make strong, For right and left thou breakest forth, And thy seed doth nations possess, And desolate cities they cause to be inhabited. Fear not, for thou art not ashamed, Nor blush, for thou art not confounded. For the shame of thy youth thou forgettest, And the reproach of thy widowhood, Thou dost not remember any more. For thy maker is thy husband, Jehovah of hosts is his name, And thy redeemer is the Holy One of Israel. God of all the earth he is called. For as a woman forsaken and grieved in spirit, Called thee hath Jehovah, Even a youthful wife when she is refused, Said thy God. In a small moment I have forsaken thee, And in great mercies I do gather thee. In overflowing wrath I hid my face For a moment from thee, And in kindness age during I have loved thee, Said thy redeemer, Jehovah. For the waters of Noah is this to me, In that I have sworn, The waters of Noah do not pass again, Over the earth, so I have sworn. Wrath is not upon thee, Nor rebuke against thee. For the mountains depart, And the hills remove, And my kindness from thee departeth not, And the covenant of my peace removeeth not, Said hath thy loving one, Jehovah. O afflicted storm-tossed, not comforted, Low, I am laying with cement thy stones, And have founded thee with sapphires, And have made of agate thy pinnacles, And thy gates of carbuncle stones, And all thy border of stones of delight, And all thy sons are taught of Jehovah, And abundant is the peace of thy sons. In righteousness thou establishest thyself, Be far from oppression, for thou fearst not, And from ruin for it cometh not near unto thee. Low, he doth diligently assemble without my desire, Who hath assembled near thee, by thee he falleth. Low, I, I have prepared an artisan, Blowing on a fire of coals, And bringing out an instrument for his work, And I have prepared a destroyer to destroy, No weapon formed against thee prosperous, And every tongue rising against thee, In judgment thou condemnest. This is the inheritance of the servants of Jehovah, And their righteousness from me, An affirmation of Jehovah. Chapter 55 Ho, every thirsty one, Come ye to the waters, and he who hath no money, Come ye, buy and eat, ye, come, Buy without money and without price, Wine and milk. Why do ye weigh money for that which is not bread, And your labor for that which is not for satiety? Harken diligently unto me, And eat good, and your soul doth delight itself in fatness. Incline your ear and come unto me, Here and your soul doth live, And I make for you a covenant age during, The kind acts of David that are steadfast. Low, a witness to peoples I have given him, A leader and commander to peoples. Low, a nation thou knowest not, Thou callest, and a nation who know thee not, Unto thee do run, for the sake of Jehovah thy God, And for the Holy One of Israel, Because he hath beautified thee. Seek ye Jehovah while he is found, Call ye him while he is near, For sake doth awaken his way, And the man of iniquity his thoughts, And he returneth to Jehovah, And he pityeth him, And unto our God for he multiplieth to pardon. For not my thoughts are your thoughts, Nor your ways my ways, An affirmation of Jehovah, For high have the heavens been above the earth, So high have been my ways above your ways, And my thoughts above your thoughts, For as come down doth the shower, And the snow from the heavens, And thither returneth not, But hath watered the earth, And hath caused it to yield, And to spring up, And hath given seed to the sower, And bread to the eater. So is my word that goeth out of my mouth, It turneth not back unto me empty, But hath done that which I desired, And prosperously affected that for which I sent it. For with joy ye go forth, And with peace ye are brought in, The mountains and the hills break forth before you, With singing and all trees of the field clap the hand. Instead of the thorn come up doth fur, Instead of the briar come up doth myrtle, And it hath been to Jehovah for a name, For a sign aged during, It is not cut off. Chapter 56 Thus said Jehovah, Keep ye judgment and do righteousness, For near is my salvation to come, And my righteousness to be revealed, O the happiness of a man who doth this, And of a son of man who keepeth hold on it, Keeping the Sabbath from polluting it, And keeping his hand from doing any evil, Nor speak let a son of the stranger Who is joined unto Jehovah saying, Jehovah doth certainly separate me from his people, Nor say let the eunuch lo, I am a tree dried up. For thus said Jehovah of the eunuchs, Who do keep my Sabbaths, And have fixed on that which I desired, And are keeping hold on my covenant, I have given to them in my house, And within my walls a station, And a name better than sons and than daughters, A name aged during I give to him that is not cut off. And sons of the stranger who are joined to Jehovah, To serve him and to love the name of Jehovah, To be to him for servants, Every keeper of the Sabbath from polluting it, And those keeping hold on my covenant, I have brought them unto my holy mountain, And caused them to rejoice in my house of prayer, Their burnt offerings and their sacrifices Are for a pleasing thing on mine altar, For my house, a house of prayer, Is called for all the peoples. An affirmation of the Lord Jehovah, Who is gathering the outcasts of Israel. Again I gather to him, to his gathered ones, Every beast of the field come to devour, Every beast in the forest. Blind are his watchmen, all of them, They have not known. All of them are dumb dogs, They are not able to bark, dozing, lying down, Loving to slumber. And the dogs are strong of desire, They have not known sufficiency, And they are shepherds, They have not known understanding, All of them to their own way they did turn, Each to his dishonest gain from his quarter. Come ye, I take wine and we drink, Quaff strong drink, And as this day have been tomorrow, Great, exceeding abundant. Chapter 57 The righteous hath perished, And there is none laying it to heart, And men of kindness are gathered, Without any considering that from the face of evil Gathered is the righteous one. He entereth into peace, They rest on their beds, Each is going straight forward. And ye, come near hither, O sons of a sorceress, Seed of an adulterer, Even thou dost commit boredom. Against whom do ye sport yourselves, Against whom enlarge ye the mouth, Prolong ye the tongue, Are not ye children of transgression, A false seed who are inflamed among oaks, Under every green tree, Slaughtering the children in valleys, Under clefts of the rocks, Among the smooth things of a brook is thy portion, They, they are thy lot. Also to them thou hast poured out an oblation, Thou hast caused a present to ascend, For these things am I comforted? On a mountain high and exalted, Thou hast set thy couch, Also thither thou hast gone up to make a sacrifice, And behind the door and the post, Thou hast set up thy memorial, For from me thou hast removed, And go ast up, Thou hast enlarged thy couch, And dost covenant for thyself among them, Thou hast loved their couch, The station thou sauced, And go ast joyfully to the king in ointment, And dost multiply thy perfumes, And sendest thine ambassadors afar off, And humblest thyself unto sheol. In the greatness of thy way thou hast labored, Thou hast not said, It is desperate. The life of thy hand thou hast found, Therefore thou hast not been sick, And of whom hast thou been afraid and fairest, That thou liest, and me hast not remembered? Thou hast not laid it to thy heart, Am I not silent, even from of old, And me thou fairest not? I declare thy righteousness, and thy works, And they do not profit thee. When thou cryest, let thy gatherings deliver thee, And all of them carry away doth wind, Take away doth vanity, And whoso is trusting in me, Inheriteth the land, And doth possess my holy mountain. And he hath said, Raise up, raise up, prepare away, Lift a stumbling block out of the way of my people. For thus said the high and exalted one, Inhabiting eternity, and holy is his name, In the high and holy place I dwell, And with a bruised and humble of spirit, To revive the spirit of the humble, And to revive the heart of bruised ones, For not to the age do I strive, Nor forever am I wroth, For the spirit from before me is feeble, And the souls I have made. For the iniquity of his dishonest gain, I have been rough, and I smite him, Hiding and am rough, And he goeth on turning back in the way of his heart. His ways I have seen, and I heal him, Yea, I lead him, and recompense comforts to him, And to his mourning ones, Producing the fruit of the lips, Peace, peace, to the far off, and to the near, And I have healed him, said Jehovah, And the wicked are as the driven out see, For to rest it is not able, And its waters cast out filth and mire. There is no peace, said my God, to the wicked. Chapter 58 Call with the throat, restrain not, As a trumpet lift up thy voice, And declare to my people their transgression, And to the house of Jacob their sins, Seeing me day by day they seek, And the knowledge of my ways they desire, As a nation that righteousness hath done, And the judgment of its God hath not forsaken, They ask of me judgments of righteousness, The drawing near of God they desire. Why have we fasted, and thou hast not seen? We have afflicted our soul, and thou knowest not. Lo, in the day of your fast ye find pleasure, And all your labors ye exact. Lo, for strife and debate ye fast, And to smite with the fist of wickedness, Ye fast not as to-day, To sound in the high place your voice. Like this is the fast that I choose, The day of a man's afflicting his soul, To bow as a reed his head, And sack cloth and ashes spread out, This dost thou call a fast, And a desirable day to Jehovah? Is not this the fast that I chose, To loose the bands of wickedness, To shake off the burdens of the yoke, And to send out the oppressed free, And every yoke ye draw off? Is it not to deal to the hungry thy bread, And the morning poor bring home, That thou seest the naked and cover him, And from thine own flesh height not thyself? Then broken up as the dawn is thy light, And thy health in haste springeth up, God before thee hath thy righteousness, The honor of Jehovah doth gather thee, Then thou callest, and Jehovah answereth, Thou cryest, and he sayeth, Behold me! If thou turn aside from thy midst the yoke, The sending forth of the finger, And the speaking of vanity, And dost bring out to the hungry thy soul, And the afflicted soul dost satisfy, Then risen in the darkness hath thy light, And thy thick darkness is as noon, And Jehovah doth lead thee continually, And hath satisfied in drought thy soul, And thy bones he armeth, And thou hast been as a watered garden, And as an outlet of waters whose waters lie not, And they have built out of thee the wastes of old, The foundations of many generations thou raised up, And one calleth thee, Repairer of the breach, Restorer of paths to rest in, If thou dost turn from the Sabbath thy foot, Doing thine own pleasure on my holy day, And hast cried to the Sabbath a delight To the holy of Jehovah, Honored, and hast honored it, Without doing thine own ways, Without finding thine own pleasure, And speaking a word, Then dost thou delight thyself on Jehovah, And I have caused thee to ride on high places of earth, And have caused thee to eat the inheritance Of Jacob thy father, For the mouth of Jehovah hath spoken.