Aisaia 17
1 Hina Gode da amane sia: i “Dama: sagase da moilai bai bagadedafa agoane bu hame ba: mu. E da wadela: lesi dagoi, isu legesu agoane ba: mu.
A message about Damascus. Look, Damascus will cease to exist as city. Instead it will become a pile of ruins.
2 Silia moilai bai bagade huluane da wadela: lesi dagoiba: le, amo ganodini fa: no ahoanu dunu da hamedafa esalumu. Sibi amola bulamagau fawane da amo ganodini gisi manu, amola amo enoga sefasimu da hamedei ba: mu.
The towns of Aroer will be abandoned. Flocks will live in the streets and rest there, because there won't be anyone to chase them away.
3 Isala: ili fi amo gaga: mu da hamedei ba: mu, amola Silia hina bagade da Dama: sagase moilai bai bagade ganodini hame ba: mu. Silia dunu bagahamedafa esalebe da Isala: ili dunu defele, gogosia: i dafawane ba: mu. Na, Hina Gode Bagadedafa, da sia: i dagoi.”
The fortified city will disappear from Ephraim, Damascus will no longer be a kingdom, and those that are left of the Arameans will be like the lost glory of Israel, declares the Lord Almighty.
4 Hina Gode da amane sia: i, “Isala: ili fi da wali gasa bagade. Be eso da misunu, amoga ilia gasa da ebelei dagoi ba: mu, amola ilia bagade gagui hou da afadenene, hamedafa gagui agoane ba: mu.
At that time the glory of Jacob will fade away; he will lose his strength.
5 Isala: ili da gagoma ifabi Lefa: ime soge ganodini amoga gagoma da faili, hedofale, nabado agoane dialebe agoane ba: mu.
It will look as empty as fields after reapers have harvested the grain, gathering up the grain in their arms. It will be like when people pick the heads of grain in the Valley of Rephaim.
6 Dunu bagahame fawane esalebe ba: mu. Isala: ili soge da olife ifa amoga fage huluane da fai dagoi, be ifa gadodili fage afae afae o dudu amoda amoga fage afae afae dialebe, ea dunu fi da agoaiwane ba: mu. Na, Isala: ili Hina Gode, da sia: i dagoi.”
Yet there will be some left behind, like an olive tree that has been shaken—two or three ripe olives are left at the top of the tree, four or five on its lower branches, declares the Lord, the God of Israel.
7 Amo eso da doaga: sea, Isala: ili dunu da ilia Hahamosu dunu, Hadigi Isala: ili Gode Ema sinidigili, E da ili fidima: ne Ema adole ba: mu.
At that time people will pay attention to their Creator and look to the Holy One of Israel.
8 Ilia da wali ‘oloda’ ilia loboga hamoi (amo da ogogosu uda ‘gode’ liligi A: sela dawa: digisu liligi amola amoga gabusiga: manoma gobemusa: hamoi) amoga dafawaneyale dawa: sa. Be amo esoga ilia da amo hou fisimu.
They won't believe in the altars they built and the idols they made; they will not look to the Asherah poles or the altars of incense.
9 Amo eso da doaga: sea, noga: le gaga: i moilai da fisi dagoi ba: mu. Amola Haifa: ide amola A: moulaide dunu da musa: Isala: ili dunuma hobea: iba: le, ilia moilai bai bagade da fisi dagoi amola wadela: lesi dagoi ba: i, amo defele, Isala: ili moilai bai bagade da wadela: lesi dagoi ba: mu.
At that time their fortified cities will be like places left to be taken over by bushes and trees, just as they were previously abandoned when the Israelites invaded. The country will become completely desolate.
10 Isala: ili fi dunu! Dilia da Gode, dilia Gaga: su dunu, E da igi bagadedafa agoane dili gaga: sa, amo dilia da gogolei. Be Ema mae dawa: le, dilia da ga fi ogogosu ‘gode’ liligi ilima sia: ne gadomusa: , sema ifabi bugisa.
You have forgotten the God who saves you; you have not remembered the Rock who protects you. So, even though you plant beautiful plants and grow exotic vines,
11 Be fedege agoane, amo bugi da hahabe dilia bugi amo ganodini sono heda: le, fage legela: loba, dilia da fage faimu hame ba: la: loba. Be bidi hamosu amola maedafa uhima: ne se nabasu fawane ba: mu.
even though you make them grow on the day that you plant them, and have them blossom in the morning that you sow them, your harvest will heap of trouble on a day of grief and pain that cannot be cured.
12 Gasa bagade dunu fifi asi gala da gasa bagade fili, gegemusa: manebeba: le, hano wayabo bagade ea gafului bagade sia: defele naba.
Disaster is coming to the many nations that growl, growling like the raging sea! Disaster is coming to the peoples who roar, roaring like thundering waters!
13 Ilia da hano gafului foga ahoabe defele manebe, be Gode da gagabole sia: beba: le, ilia da sinidigili hobeasa. Ilia da osobo su o gisi bioi, foga mini asi, amo ea ahoabe defele ba: sa.
The nations roar like the roaring of crashing waves. But he confronts them, and they run far away, blown by the wind like chaff on the mountains, like tumbleweeds driven by a storm.
14 Daeya ilia manebeba: le, dunu huluane da beda: i bagade. Be hahabe doaga: sea, ilia da asi dagoi ba: mu. Nowa da ninia soge wadela: lesili, liligi huluane lamusa: dawa: sea, da agoaiwane wadela: lesili hamedafa ba: mu.
Sudden terror comes in the evening! By morning, they're gone! This is what happens to those who loot us, the fate of those who plunder us.
