Matthew 28:2
ସତେିକି ବେଳେ ଗୋଟିଏ ବଡ଼ ଧରଣର ଭୂମିକମ୍ପ ହେଲା। ପ୍ରଭୁଙ୍କର ଜଣେ ସ୍ବର୍ଗଦୂତ ସ୍ବର୍ଗରୁ ଓହ୍ଲାଇ ଆସିଲେ। ସ୍ବର୍ଗଦୂତ ଜଣକ କବର ପାଖକୁ ଗଲେ ଓ ପ୍ରବେଶଦ୍ବାର ପାଖରୁ ପଥରଟି ଗଡ଼ଇେ ବାହାର କରି ଦେଲେ। ସେ ପଥର ଉପରେ ବସିଲେ।
1 Oh that thou wouldest rend the heavens, that thou wouldest come down, that the mountains might flow down at thy presence,
2 As when the melting fire burneth, the fire causeth the waters to boil, to make thy name known to thine adversaries, that the nations may tremble at thy presence!
3 When thou didst terrible things which we looked not for, thou camest down, the mountains flowed down at thy presence.
4 For since the beginning of the world men have not heard, nor perceived by the ear, neither hath the eye seen, O God, beside thee, what he hath prepared for him that waiteth for him.
5 Thou meetest him that rejoiceth and worketh righteousness, those that remember thee in thy ways: behold, thou art wroth; for we have sinned: in those is continuance, and we shall be saved.
6 But we are all as an unclean thing, and all our righteousnesses are as filthy rags; and we all do fade as a leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away.
7 And there is none that calleth upon thy name, that stirreth up himself to take hold of thee: for thou hast hid thy face from us, and hast consumed us, because of our iniquities.
8 But now, O Lord, thou art our father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand.
9 Be not wroth very sore, O Lord, neither remember iniquity for ever: behold, see, we beseech thee, we are all thy people.
10 Thy holy cities are a wilderness, Zion is a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation.
11 Our holy and our beautiful house, where our fathers praised thee, is burned up with fire: and all our pleasant things are laid waste.
12 Wilt thou refrain thyself for these things, O Lord? wilt thou hold thy peace, and afflict us very sore?
And, | καὶ | kai | kay |
behold, | ἰδού, | idou | ee-THOO |
there was | σεισμὸς | seismos | see-SMOSE |
a great | ἐγένετο | egeneto | ay-GAY-nay-toh |
earthquake: | μέγας· | megas | MAY-gahs |
for | ἄγγελος | angelos | ANG-gay-lose |
the angel | γὰρ | gar | gahr |
of the Lord | κυρίου | kyriou | kyoo-REE-oo |
descended | καταβὰς | katabas | ka-ta-VAHS |
from | ἐξ | ex | ayks |
heaven, | οὐρανοῦ | ouranou | oo-ra-NOO |
and came | προσελθὼν | proselthōn | prose-ale-THONE |
and rolled back | ἀπεκύλισεν | apekylisen | ah-pay-KYOO-lee-sane |
the | τὸν | ton | tone |
stone | λίθον | lithon | LEE-thone |
from | ἀπὸ | apo | ah-POH |
the | τῆς | tēs | tase |
door, | θύρας, | thyras | THYOO-rahs |
and | καὶ | kai | kay |
sat | ἐκάθητο | ekathēto | ay-KA-thay-toh |
upon | ἐπάνω | epanō | ape-AH-noh |
it. | αὐτοῦ | autou | af-TOO |
1 Oh that thou wouldest rend the heavens, that thou wouldest come down, that the mountains might flow down at thy presence,
2 As when the melting fire burneth, the fire causeth the waters to boil, to make thy name known to thine adversaries, that the nations may tremble at thy presence!
3 When thou didst terrible things which we looked not for, thou camest down, the mountains flowed down at thy presence.
4 For since the beginning of the world men have not heard, nor perceived by the ear, neither hath the eye seen, O God, beside thee, what he hath prepared for him that waiteth for him.
5 Thou meetest him that rejoiceth and worketh righteousness, those that remember thee in thy ways: behold, thou art wroth; for we have sinned: in those is continuance, and we shall be saved.
6 But we are all as an unclean thing, and all our righteousnesses are as filthy rags; and we all do fade as a leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away.
7 And there is none that calleth upon thy name, that stirreth up himself to take hold of thee: for thou hast hid thy face from us, and hast consumed us, because of our iniquities.
8 But now, O Lord, thou art our father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand.
9 Be not wroth very sore, O Lord, neither remember iniquity for ever: behold, see, we beseech thee, we are all thy people.
10 Thy holy cities are a wilderness, Zion is a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation.
11 Our holy and our beautiful house, where our fathers praised thee, is burned up with fire: and all our pleasant things are laid waste.
12 Wilt thou refrain thyself for these things, O Lord? wilt thou hold thy peace, and afflict us very sore?