But now,וְעַתָּהhear,שְׁמַעJacob,יַעֲקֹבmy servant,עַבְדִּיand Israel,וְיִשְׂרָאֵלwhom I have chosen.בָּחַרְתִּי בוֹ
ThusכֹּהsaysאָמַרYHWH,יְהוָהwho made youעֹשֶׂךָand formed youוְיֹצֶרְךָfrom the womb,מִבֶּטֶןwho will help you:יַעְזְרֶךָּ“Do notאַלfear,תִּירָאmy servantעַבְדִּיJacob,יַעֲקֹבand Jeshurun,וִישֻׁרוּןwhom I have chosen.בָּחַרְתִּי בוֹ
ForכִּיI will pourאֶצָּקwaterמַיִםonעַלthe thirsty land,צָמֵאand streamsוְנֹזְלִיםonעַלthe dry ground;יַבָּשָׁהI will pourאֶצֹּקmy spiritרוּחִיonעַלyour offspring,זַרְעֶךָand my blessingוּבִרְכָתִיonעַלyour offshoots.צֶאֱצָאֶיךָ
And they will spring upוְצָמְחוּamongבְּבֵיןthe grass,חָצִירlike willowsכַּעֲרָבִיםbyעַלstreamsיִבְלֵיof water.מָיִם
This oneזֶהwill say,יֹאמַר‘Iאָנִיbelong to YHWH’;לַיהוָהand that oneוְזֶהwill call himselfיִקְרָאby the nameבְשֵׁםof Jacob;יַעֲקֹבand anotherוְזֶהwill writeיִכְתֹּבon his hand,יָדוֹ‘To YHWH,’לַיהוָהand with the nameוּבְשֵׁםof Israelיִשְׂרָאֵלwill surname himself.”יְכַנֶּה
ThusכֹּהsaysאָמַרYHWH,יְהוָהthe Kingמֶלֶךְof Israelיִשְׂרָאֵלand his Redeemer,וְגֹאֲלוֹYHWHיְהוָהTsevaot:צְבָאוֹת“Iאֲנִיam the first,רִאשׁוֹןand Iוַאֲנִיam the last,אַחֲרוֹןand besides meוּמִבַּלְעָדַיthere is noאֵיןElohim.אֱלֹהִים
And whoוּמִיis like me?כָמוֹנִיLet him call out,יִקְרָאand declare it,וְיַגִּידֶהָand set it in orderוְיַעְרְכֶהָfor me,לִיsince I appointedמִשּׂוּמִיthe ancientעוֹלָםpeople;עַםand the things that are coming,וְאֹתִיּוֹתand whatוַאֲשֶׁרwill come,תָּבֹאנָהlet them declare itיַגִּידוּto them.לָמוֹ
Do notאַלbe in dread,תִּפְחֲדוּand do notוְאַלbe afraid;תִּרְהוּhave I notהֲלֹאlong agoמֵאָזmade you hearהִשְׁמַעְתִּיךָand declared it?וְהִגַּדְתִּיAnd youוְאַתֶּםare my witnesses.עֵדָיIs thereהֲיֵשׁan Eloahאֱלוֹהַּbesides me?מִבַּלְעָדַיThere is noוְאֵיןRock;צוּרI knowיָדָעְתִּיnone.”בַּל
Those who formיֹצְרֵיcarved images,פֶסֶלall of themכֻּלָּםare emptiness,תֹּהוּand their desired thingsוַחֲמוּדֵיהֶםdo notבַּלprofit;יוֹעִילוּand their witnesses,וְעֵדֵיהֶםtheyהֵׄמָּׄהׄdo notבַּלseeיִרְאוּand do notוּבַלknow,יֵדְעוּso thatלְמַעַןthey will be put to shame.יֵבֹשׁוּ
Whoמִיhas formedיָצַרa godאֵלand castוּ נָסָךְa carved imageפֶסֶלthat is of noלְבִלְתִּיprofit?הוֹעִיל
Look,הֵןallכָּלhis companionsחֲבֵרָיוwill be put to shame,יֵבֹשׁוּand the craftsmen,וְחָרָשִׁיםtheyהֵמָּהare from among human beings;מֵאָדָםlet them gather,יִתְקַבְּצוּall of them,כֻלָּםlet them stand up;יַעֲמֹדוּthey will be in dread,יִפְחֲדוּthey will be put to shameיֵבֹשׁוּtogether.יָחַד
The craftsmanחָרַשׁof ironבַּרְזֶלwith a toolמַעֲצָדworks itוּפָעַלover the coals,בַּפֶּחָםand with hammersוּבַמַּקָּבוֹתhe shapes it,יִצְּרֵהוּand works itוַיִּפְעָלֵהוּwith his strong arm;בִּזְרוֹעַ כֹּחוֹalsoגַּםhe is hungry,רָעֵבand there is noוְאֵיןstrength;כֹּחַhe does notלֹאdrinkשָׁתָהwater,מַיִםand he grows tired.וַיִּיעָף
The craftsmanחָרַשׁof woodעֵצִיםstretches outנָטָהa line;קָוhe marks it outיְתָאֲרֵהוּwith a stylus;בַשֶּׂרֶדhe makes itיַעֲשֵׂהוּwith planes,בַּמַּקְצֻעוֹתand with the compassוּבַמְּחוּגָהhe marks it out,יְתָאֳרֵהוּand makes itוַיַּעֲשֵׂהוּlike the figureכְּתַבְנִיתof a man,אִישׁlike the beautyכְּתִפְאֶרֶתof a human being,אָדָםto dwellלָשֶׁבֶתin a house.בָּיִת
To cut downלִכְרָתcedarsאֲרָזִיםfor himself,לוֹhe takesוַיִּקַּחa holm oakתִּרְזָהand an oak,וְאַלּוֹןand makes it strongוַיְאַמֶּץfor himselfלוֹamong the treesבַּעֲצֵיof the forest;יָעַרhe plantsנָטַעa pine,אֹרֶןand the rainוְגֶשֶׁםmakes it grow.יְגַדֵּל
And it servesוְהָיָהa human beingלְאָדָםfor burning;לְבָעֵרhe takesוַיִּקַּחsome of themמֵהֶםand warms himself;וַיָּחָםalsoאַףhe kindles a fireיַשִּׂיקand bakesוְאָפָהbread;לָחֶםalsoאַףhe makesיִפְעַלa godאֵלand bows down;וַיִּשְׁתָּחוּhe makes itעָשָׂהוּa carved imageפֶסֶלand falls downוַיִּסְגָּדbefore it.לָמוֹ
Half of itחֶצְיוֹhe burnsשָׂרַףinבְּמוֹthe fire;אֵשׁoverעַלhalf of itחֶצְיוֹhe eatsיֹאכֵלmeat;בָּשָׂרhe roastsיִצְלֶהa roastצָלִיand is satisfied;וְיִשְׂבָּעalsoאַףhe warms himselfיָחֹםand says,וְיֹאמַר“Aha,הֶאָחI am warm,חַמּוֹתִיI have seenרָאִיתִיthe blaze!”אוּר
And the rest of itוּשְׁאֵרִיתוֹhe makesעָשָׂהinto a god,לְאֵלhis carved image;לְפִסְלוֹhe falls downיִסְגָּדbefore itלוֹand bows downוְיִשְׁתַּחוּand praysוְיִתְפַּלֵּלto itאֵלָיוand says,וְיֹאמַר“Deliver me,הַצִּילֵנִיforכִּיyouאָתָּהare my god.”אֵלִי
They do notלֹאknow,יָדְעוּnorוְלֹאunderstand,יָבִינוּforכִּיhe has smeared overטַחtheir eyes,עֵינֵיהֶםso that they cannot see,מֵרְאוֹתtheir hearts,לִבֹּתָםso that they cannot have insight.מֵהַשְׂכִּיל
And he does notוְלֹאbring it backיָשִׁיבto his heart,אֶל לִבּוֹand there is noוְלֹאknowledgeדַעַתnorוְלֹאunderstandingתְבוּנָהto say,לֵאמֹר“Half of itחֶצְיוֹI burnedשָׂרַפְתִּיinבְמוֹthe fire,אֵשׁand alsoוְאַףI bakedאָפִיתִיon its coalsעַל גֶּחָלָיוbread;לֶחֶםI roastאֶצְלֶהmeatבָשָׂרand eat;וְאֹכֵלand the rest of itוְיִתְרוֹshall I makeאֶעֱשֶׂהinto an abomination?לְתוֹעֵבָהBefore a blockלְבוּלof woodעֵץshall I fall down?”אֶסְגּוֹד
He feeds onרֹעֶהashes;אֵפֶרa deceivedהוּתַלheartלֵבhas led him astray,הִטָּהוּand he does notוְלֹאdeliverיַצִּילhis soulאֶת נַפְשׁוֹnorוְלֹאsay,יֹאמַר“Is there notהֲלוֹאfalsehoodשֶׁקֶרin my right hand?”בִּימִינִי
“Rememberזְכָרthese things,אֵלֶּהJacob,יַעֲקֹבand Israel,וְיִשְׂרָאֵלforכִּיyouאָתָּהare my servant;עַבְדִּיI formed you;יְצַרְתִּיךָyouאַתָּהare a servantעֶבֶדto me,לִיIsrael;יִשְׂרָאֵלyou will notלֹאbe forgottenתִנָּשֵׁby me.נִי
I have blotted out,מָחִיתִיlike a thick cloud,כָעָבyour transgressions,פְּשָׁעֶיךָand like a cloud,וְכֶעָנָןyour sins;חַטֹּאותֶיךָreturnשׁוּבָהto me,אֵלַיforכִּיI have redeemed you.”גְאַלְתִּיךָ
Shout for joy,רָנּוּheavens,שָׁמַיִםforכִּיYHWHיְהוָהhas done it;עָשָׂהshout aloud,הָרִיעוּdepthsתַּחְתִּיּוֹתof the earth;אָרֶץbreak forth,פִּצְחוּmountains,הָרִיםinto a shout of joy,רִנָּהforestיַעַרand everyוְכָלtreeעֵץin it;בּוֹforכִּיYHWHיְהוָהhas redeemedגָאַלJacob,יַעֲקֹבand in Israelוּבְיִשְׂרָאֵלhe glorifies himself.יִתְפָּאָר
ThusכֹּהsaysאָמַרYHWH,יְהוָהyour Redeemer,גֹּאֲלֶךָand the one who formed youוְיֹצֶרְךָfrom the womb:מִבָּטֶן“Iאָנֹכִיam YHWH,יְהוָהwho makesעֹשֶׂהall things,כֹּלwho stretches outנֹטֶהthe heavensשָׁמַיִםalone,לְבַדִּיwho spreads outרֹקַעthe earthהָאָרֶץby myself;מֵאִתִּי
who frustratesמֵפֵרthe signsאֹתוֹתof the empty talkers,בַּדִּיםand drives madיְהוֹלֵלdiviners;וְקֹסְמִיםwho turnsמֵשִׁיבthe wiseחֲכָמִיםbackward,אָחוֹרand their knowledgeוְדַעְתָּםhe makes foolish;יְשַׂכֵּל
who confirmsמֵקִיםthe wordדְּבַרof his servant,עַבְדּוֹand the counselוַעֲצַתof his messengersמַלְאָכָיוfulfills;יַשְׁלִים הָwho saysאֹמֵרof Jerusalem,לִירוּשָׁלִַם‘She will be inhabited,’תּוּשָׁבand of the citiesוּלְעָרֵיof Judah,יְהוּדָה‘They will be rebuilt,תִּבָּנֶינָהand her ruinsוְחָרְבוֹתֶיהָI will raise up’;אֲקוֹמֵם
who saysהָאֹמֵרto the deep,לַצּוּלָה‘Be dry,חֳרָבִיand your riversוְנַהֲרֹתַיִךְI will dry up’;אוֹבִישׁ
who saysהָאֹמֵרof Cyrus,לְכוֹרֶשׁ‘My shepherd,רֹעִיand allוְכָלmy desireחֶפְצִיhe will fulfill,’יַשְׁלִםsayingוְלֵאמֹרof Jerusalem,לִירוּשָׁלִַם‘She will be rebuilt,’תִּבָּנֶהand of the temple,וְהֵיכָל‘Your foundation will be laid.’”תִּוָּסֵד