Rhyming Isaiah, Chapter 48

Rhyming Isaiah, Chapter 48

Hear this, O House of Jacob, who are called
by Is’rael’s name, and who came forth from them,
from Judah’s loins; you who swear by the name,
that of the LORD, and who invoke the God
of Is’rael, but it’s not with honesty
or justice.  For you call yourselves, that way,
as, of the Holy City, citizens,
and, on the God of Is’rael, you depend;
the LORD of hosts, the way that he is named.

The former things, declared, I, long ago;
my mouth, they went from there, them, known, I made;
then suddenly, I did them and they came
to pass.  Because, about you, this I know,
that you are obstinate, your stubbornness,
how iron forms the sinews of your neck,
and that your forehead has been made of brass,
these things that I declared in former days,
I told you them before they came to pass,
I did this so you couldn’t make this claim,
“My idol did them, all them, it ordained,
the image that I carved, the one I cast.”
Now that you’ve heard, now that you see all this,
must you, the truth of it, now, not admit?
From now on I announce new things to you,
things hidden that, before, you never knew.
They are created now, not long ago,
before today, your ears, them, ne’er construed.
You cannot claim, “Them, I already know.”
These things, you neither knew nor ever heard,
because from long ago, were closed, your ears.
For I knew, utterly, you’re treacherous
and from your birth, you’ve been rebellious.

For my name’s sake, my anger, I restrain.
I won’t destroy you so I will be praised.
Look, purchased, you, I’ve, but for silver, not;
how, from affliction’s cauldron, I have out,
you, chosen, for my sake, for my own sake.
I do it so my name won’t be profaned,
or to another god, my glory, yield.

O Jacob, listen to me, Israel,
whom I have called.  It’s I and no one else.
I am the first, I also am the last.
The earth’s foundations were laid by my hand.
When I call them, they, at attention, stand.

Assemble, all of you, and listen close!
Who has, amongst you, all of these things, told?
The one the LORD loves, what he shall perform,
on Babylon, his purpose, and his arm
shall be ‘gainst the Chaldeans.  I myself
have spoken, I have called him, and as well,
I’ve brought him, and his mission will succeed.
Hear what I have to say, draw near to me!
The first, from, I’ve not spake with secrecy.
I have been present ‘till it came to be.
The LORD God sent his spirit and sent me.

The Holy One of Is’rael, thus, the LORD
says, your Redeemer, I, who am your God,
the LORD, who teaches you for your own good,
who leads you in the way, that, go, you should.
O that, to my commandments, you gave heed
then how it would have, your prosperity,
been like a river, forward it proceeds,
and your success, just like the seas, their waves.
your offspring would have been just like the sand
and your descendants countless like its grains;
their name, it never would have been erased
or, from my presence, blotted out, ne’er be.

Go out from Babylon and, from there, flee,
Chaldea; this, declare with shouts of joy,
it, publish, to the ends of earth and say,
“The LORD, his servant, Jacob, has redeemed!”
They did not thirst though through there, them, he lead,
the desert wastes.  Out from the rock, how he,
the water, made it flow, how it, in streams,
gushed forth once he, the rock, in two, had cleaved.
The LORD says, “For the wicked, there’s no peace.”