Isaiah

1The LORD, you are my God. I will exalt you! I will praise your name, for you have done wonderful things, things planned long ago, in complete faithfulness and truth.

2For you have made a city into a heap, a fortified city into a ruin, a palace of strangers to be no city. It will never be built.

3Therefore a strong people will glorify you. A city of awesome nations will fear you.

4For you have been a stronghold to the poor, a stronghold to the needy in his distress, a refuge from the storm, a shade from the heat, when the blast of the dreaded ones is like a storm against the wall.

5As the heat in a dry place you will bring down the noise of strangers; as the heat by the shade of a cloud, the song of the dreaded ones will be brought low.

6In this mountain, the LORD of Armies will make all peoples a feast of choice meat,a feast of choice wines, of choice meat full of marrow, of well refined choice wines.

7He will destroy in this mountain the surface of the covering that covers all peoples, and the veil that is spread over all nations.

8He has swallowed up death forever! The Lord GOD will wipe away tears from off all faces. He will take the reproach of his people away from off all the earth, for the LORD has spoken it.

9It shall be said in that day, “Behold, this is our God! We have waited for him, and he will save us! This is the LORD! We have waited for him. We will be glad and rejoice in his salvation!”

10For the LORD’s hand will rest in this mountain. Moab will be trodden down in his place, even like straw is trodden down in the water of the dunghill.

11He will spread out his hands in the middle of it, like one who swims spreads out hands to swim, but his pride will be humbled together with the craft of his hands.

12He has brought the high fortress of your walls down, laid low, and brought to the ground, even to the dust.

1những chương trình tự ngàn xưa thật là bền vững.

2không còn là đô thị nữa, và chẳng ai xây lại bao giờ.

3và thành trì của những dân hung hãn sẽ kính sợ Ngài.

4chẳng khác nào mưa bão đập vào tường.

5

6thịt béo ngậy, rượu ngon tinh chế.

7và tấm màn trùm lên muôn nước.

8ĐỨC CHÚA phán như vậy.

9Nào ta cùng hoan hỷ vui mừng bởi được Người cứu độ.”

10như rơm bị nghiền nát trong hố phân.

11mặc dù tay nó cố vẫy vùng.

12phá cho bình địa, chỉ còn là bụi đất.