Isaiah Chapter 57

1 Good people perish and nobody notices;

            the devout disappear without anyone realizing it,

                  because God takes good people out of harm’s way

            2 They who take the godly road

                  go to peace and rest in their graves.

Idolatrous Worship Condemned

            3 “But come here, you sons of sorcerers,

                  you offspring of adulterers and prostitutes.

            4 Who are you making fun of?

                  Who are you mouthing off to?

                  Who are you sticking out your tongue at?

                  Aren’t you rebellious brats, lying cads

                        5 that worship your idols with lust among the terebinths

                              under every green tree,

                        that slaughter your children in the wadis

                              on the jagged rocks beneath the cliffs?               

Is 57:1-5

            6 Your destiny is among those smooth-stone fertility symbols

                        that you worship in those wadis; they’re your fate;

                  you pour out liquid offerings to them

                        and make grain offerings;

                  am I supposed to be appeased by stuff like that?

            7 You’ve committed adultery on every high mountain

                  and gone up there to offer sacrifice to your idols.

            8 You’ve put pagan symbols on the back of your doors

                         and on your doorposts;

                  you’ve deserted me and uncovered yourself

                        to your Temple prostitutes;

                  you’ve loved their bed

                        and looked at their nakedness.                                  

Is 57:6-8

            9 You’ve gone to Molech with olive oil

                        and lots of perfume;

                  you’ve sent your messengers far and wide,

                        even to Sheol.

            10 You’ve worn yourselves out by your long search,

                  but you didn’t give up;

                  you found renewed strength and didn’t faint.                 

Is 57:9-10

            11 “Who were you worried about and fearful of

                        when you lied and didn’t think about me?

            12 I’ll tell everybody about your so-called good deeds,

                        but they won’t do you any good.

            13 When you appealed for help,

                              did your collection of idols deliver you?

                        A gust of wind can pick them up;

                              a breath can blow them over.

                  But whoever takes refuge in me will inherit the land

                        and possess my holy mountain.”                               

Is 57:11-13

Comfort for the Contrite

            14 God says,

                  “Fix the road; rebuild it;

                  get rid of every obstacle to my people.”

            15 This is what the high and lofty One says

                  that lives forever, whose name is Holy:

                  “I live in a high and holy place

                        to revive the courage of the humble

                              and the heart of the repentant.

            16 I won’t oppose you forever or always be angry;

                  the spirit and breath of the ones I’ve created

                  would lose spirit and give up.

                        17 I was angry and struck them

                        for their sinful, unjust gain;

                  I hid from them and was angry,

                        and they went on turning away in heart.                   

Is 57:14-17

            18 I’ve seen their ways, but I’ll heal them anyway;

                  I’ll lead them, comfort their mourners,

                        19 and create praise from them.

                  Peace to the near and far;

                        I’ll heal them,”           the LORD says.

            20 “But sinful people are like a tossing sea;

                        it can’t relax;

                        it stirs up debris and mud.

            21 There’s no peace for them,” my God says.                        

Is 57:18-21

From the CNT translation by Virgil Warren, PhD