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Isaiah 41 FHB Father's Heart Bible™

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Desh Khan Ke Mata

Purab pora ekjon jiti-luwa manuh uthi ahe aru jati khan taikhan laga murti khan giri najabole perek mari dibole daure. Kintu Pitri Israel laga hath dhori loi, tai ke keera Jacob koi kene matiye aru bhoi nakoribi koi. Murti khan ke kiba bhi agete koi dibole sunoti diye, aru taikhan eku bhi jowab nadiye.

Adhyay 41.

Samundar kinar khan, chup-chap hoi kene Moi laga kotha huni bi; manuh khan pora tarkhan laga takot notun kori lobi. Tarkhan usor ahhi kene kobi; ahu amikhan eke logote bisar nimite usor ahhibo.

Kun pora purab pora ekjon ke uthaise, dharmikota te tar ke mati kene Tar pichete jabole? Tai pora desh khan tar hathte di diye aru raja khan ke tar age te niche kori diye; tai laga torowal pora tarkhan ke dhuli bonai diye, tai laga dhanush pora hawa te uri jua khorkhori nisina. Tai tarkhan ke khedi kene nirapod pora age jai, tai laga theng kitia bhi na-juwa rasta pora. Kun pora eitu kaam kori kene purai dise, shuru pora jug khan ke mati kene? Moi Pitri ase—shuru laga, aru hekh logote bhi; Moi he ase.

Samundar kinar khan pora eitu dekhi kene bhoi korise; prithibi laga sesh khan kapi ase; tarkhan usor ahhi kene punchise. Ekjon-ekjon pora tar usor manuh ke modot kore aru tar bhai ke koi, “Mon dangor koribi!” Kaam kora manuh pora suna-kaam kora manuh ke mon dangor kore, aru hathuri pora chikna kora manuh pora loha te mara manuh ke mon dangor kore, jorna kaam nimite koi, “Eitu bhal ase”; aru tarkhan pora eitu ke kil pora bandhi diye, jate eitu hilibole napare.

Kintu tumi, Israel, Moi laga noukar, Jacob, junke Moi basi loise, Abraham laga bongsho, Moi laga sathi, a a v8 Yate Israel ke amar Pitri laga noukar koi kene mata hoise; Isaiah laga pichete aha git khan te (Isaiah 42, 49, 50, 52–53) alag thaka Noukar tu Jisu ase, hosa Israel kun eitu mata kaam ke purai diye. tumi junke Moi prithibi laga sesh pora anise, aru etu laga sob-pora dur kona khan pora matise, tumi ke koi kene, “Tumi Moi laga noukar ase; Moi tumi ke basi loise aru pheri diya nai”. “Bhoi na koribi, kilemane Moi tumar logote ase; mon chinta na koribi, kilemane Moi tumar Pitri ase. Moi tumi ke takot dibo, Moi tumi ke modot koribo, Moi laga dharmik dyna hath pora tumi ke dhori rakhibo. b b v10 “Moi tumar Pitri ase” eitu Ibrani vachan laga kotha “Moi tumar Isor ase” ke ulai ase — amar Pitri pora Tai nijor ke Tar manuh khan logote dur thaka ekta debota nisina nohoi, kintu ekjon Pitri nisina bandhi loise.

Sabi, kun khan tumar bhirodh te khong kore, taikhan sob sorom aru beijjot hobo; kun khan tumi ke birodh kore, taikhan eku nathaka nisina hobo aru harai jabo. Tumi tumar logote lorai kora khan ke bisaribo, kintu tumi napabo taikhan ke; tumar logote juddho kora khan eku-bhi nathaka nisina hobo.” Kilemane Moi, tumar Pitri, tumar dyna hath ke dhori ase; Moi hei ekjon ase kun tumi ke koi, “Bhoi na koribi, Moi hei ekjon ase kun tumi ke modot kore.” Bhoi na koribi, tumi kirra Jacob, tumi Israel laga manuh khan! Moi hei ekjon ase kun tumi ke modot kore, amar Pitri pora koi ase; tumar Mukti-data tu Israel laga Pobitro Jon ase—tumar Pitri. c c v14 “Israel laga Pobitro Jon” eitu Isaiah pora amar Pitri nimite diya khas naam ase — hei pobitro jon kun Tai nijor laga koi mata ekta manuh khan logote vachan pora nijor ke bandhi loise. “Sabi, Moi tumi ke ekta dhaan-mohla kora jontro bonabo, notun aru dhar, bisi daat thaka; tumi pahar khan ke mohli bo aru guri kori dibo, aru tila khan ke bhushi nisina kori dibo. Tumi taikhan ke jhari bo, aru hawa pora taikhan ke uri loi jabo, aru dhumuha pora taikhan ke ephale-uphale kori dibo. Kintu tumi amar Pitri te khushi koribo; Israel laga Pobitro Jon te tumi gorbo koribo.

Jitia dukhia aru nai-thaka khan pani bisare, aru eku nai, aru taikhan laga jiba pyaas pora shukhi jai, Moi, tumar Pitri, taikhan ke jawab dibo; Moi, Israel laga Pitri, taikhan ke chari nadibo. Moi khali ucha jaga khan te nodi khan khuli dibo, aru ghati khan te niche pani laga jhorna khan; Moi balu-mati ke pani laga pukhuri bonabo, aru shukhi mati ke bohi thaka jhorna khan. Moi jongol-jaga te devdar, babul, mehendi, aru jolpai gos ropibo; Moi balu-mati te cypress, chinar, aru pine gos eke logote lagabo, jate taikhan dekhibo aru janibo, bhabi bo aru eke logote bujhi bo, je Moi laga hath pora eitu korise, je Moi, Israel laga Pobitro Jon pora, eitu bonaise.”

Tumar kotha khula kene rakhibi, amar Pitri koi ase; tumar sakhi khan loi anibi, Jacob laga Raja koi ase. Taikhan loi anibi, aru ki hobole ase amikhan ke kobi. Poila laga jinis khan amikhan ke kobi, eitu ki thakise, jate amikhan eitu bhabi bo aru etu laga ses janibo; nahole ahibole thaka jinis khan amikhan ke janai dibi. Ahibole thaka jinis amikhan ke kobi, pichete, jate amikhan janibo je tumikhan debota khan ase; bhal koribi, nahole biya koribi, jate amikhan eke logote chinta te girbo aru bhoi pora bhorta hobo. Sabi, tumikhan eku nohoi, aru tumar kaam eku pora bhi kom ase; kun pora tumikhan ke basi loi tai ekta ghin kora jinis ase.

Moi uttor pora ekjon ke uthaise, aru tai ahhi ase, suryo utha phale pora ekjon kun Moi laga naam te mate; tai shason kora khan ke kada nisina theng pora chepeta diye, kumar pora mati ke theng pora chepeta diya nisina. Kun pora shuru pora eitu janai dise, jate amikhan janibo, aru age pora, jate amikhan kobo, “Tai thik ase”? Eitu janai diya kun bhi nathakise, prachar kora kun bhi nai, tumar kotha khan huna kun bhi nai. Moi he poila Zion ke koise, “Sabi, taikhan yate ase!” aru Moi Jerusalem ke bhal khobor loi aha ekjon khobor-diya dise. “Kintu jitia Moi sai, kun bhi nai; eitu khan majot te ekjon bhi salah-diya nai kun, Moi hudile, jawab dibole pare. Sabi, taikhan sob ekta misa dhoka ase; taikhan laga kaam eku nohoi; taikhan laga dhala murti khan khali hawa ase.”