Aisaia 23
1 Amo sia: da Daia moilai bai bagade ea hou olelesa. Dilia dusagai ouligisu dunu hano wayabo bagadega ahoabe! Da: i dioiba: le, dinana huma! Dilia moilai bai bagade amo da wadela: lesi dagoi. Ea diasu amola ea dusagai ouligibi hano sogebi da wadela: lesi dagoi. Dilia da Saibalase asili, buhagisia, amo sia: nabimu.
The word about Tyre. Let a cry of sorrow go up, O ships of Tarshish, because your strong place is made waste; on the way back from the land of Kittim the news is given to them.
2 Dilia Saidone liligi ligisisu diasu ouligisu dunu! Didigia: ma!
Send out a cry of grief, you men of the sea-land, traders of Zidon, who go over the sea, whose representatives are on great waters;
3 Dilia da hano wayabo bagade degele, gagoma amo da Idibidi sogega fai amo bidi lamusa: , amola fifi asi gala ilima bidi lasu hamomusa: , dunu asunasi dagoi.
Who get in the seed of Shihor, whose wealth is the trade of the nations.
4 Saidone moilai bai bagade fi! Dilia da gogosia: i dagoi. Hano wayabo bagade amola wayabo lugudu bagadedafa da di da elea mano hame sia: sa. Ilia da amane sia: sa, “Na da mano hame. Na da dunu mano amola uda mano hame fofosu.”
Be shamed, O Zidon: for the sea, the strong place of the sea has said, I have not been with child, or given birth; I have not taken care of young men, or kept watch over the growth of virgins.
5 Dunu huluane, amola Idibidi dunu da Daia da wadela: lesi dagoi nabasea, fofogadigimu.
When the news comes to Egypt they will be bitterly pained at the fate of Tyre.
6 Dilia Founisia soge fi dunu! Se nababeba: le, huma! Siba: ini sogega hobeale masa: ne, logo hogoi helema.
Go over to Tarshish; give cries of sorrow, O men of the sea-land.
7 Daia da hemonega hamone, hahawane ba: su. Be wali hahawane hame ba: sa. Daia moilai bai bagade fi da dunu amo hano wayabo degele, gaheabolo fi sogebi hahamoma: ne, asunasi. Be wali Daia da amo musa: gasa bagade amola hahawane moilai agoane hame ba: sa.
Is this the town which was full of joy, whose start goes back to times long past, whose wanderings took her into far-off countries?
8 Daia da musa: hina bagade ilia moilai. Amogawi esala hina bagade amoma osobo bagade fifi asi gala da baligiliwane nodosu. Be nowa da amo moilai noga: idafa amo wadela: musa: ilegebala: ?
By whom was this purposed against Tyre, the crowning town, whose traders are chiefs, whose business men are honoured in the land?
9 Hina Gode Bagadedafa da amo moilai wadela: musa: ilegei dagoi. Ilia da ilila: hamoiba: le, gasa fi hamosu. Amaiba: le, Hina Gode da amo gasa fi hou hedofamusa: , amola ilia dunu mimogo ilima eno dunu da nodosu amo fofonobomusa: , ilia moilai bai bagade wadela: musa: ilegei.
It was the purpose of the Lord of armies to put pride to shame, to make sport of the glory of those who are honoured in the earth.
10 Dilia Siba: ini soge (amoga Founisia dunu da fimusa: asi) amo fi dunu dilia! Ifabi hamomusa: masa! Wali da dili gaga: ma: ne, dunu eno hame esala.
Let your land be worked with the plough, O daughter of Tarshish; there is no longer any harbour.
11 Hina Gode da Ea lobo hano wayabo bagade amoga gadodili ilua: le, hina bagade ilia fi wadela: lesi dagoi. Ea sia: beba: le, Founisia bidi lasu moilai bai bagade bagohame da wadela: lesi.
His hand is stretched out over the sea, the kingdoms are shaking: the Lord has given orders about Canaan, to make waste its strong places.
12 Saidone moilai bai bagade fi! Dilia hahawane hou da ebelei dagoi amola dilia fi dunu da banenesi dagoi ba: sa. Amabela: ? Ilia da Saibalase sogega hobeama: bela: ? Be amogawi ilia da gaga: su hame ba: mu.
And he said, There is no more joy for you, O crushed virgin daughter of Zidon: up! go over to Kittim; even there you will have no rest.
13 (Asilia dunu hame be Ba: bilone dunu da sigua ohe fi Daia moilai bai bagade amo hasanasimusa: logo doasi dagoi. Ba: bilone dunu ilisu da moilai doagala: musa: diasu sedade gagula heda: i, amola Daia ea gaga: su gagoi mugululi, moilai bai bagade wadela: lesi dagoi.)
14 Dilia dusagai ouligisu dunu hano wayabo bagadega bila ahoabe! Se nababeba: le, huma! Moilai noga: i amo da dialoma: ne dilia da dafawaneyale dawa: i, amo da mugululi, wadela: lesi dagoi.
Let a cry of sorrow go up, O ships of Tarshish: because your strong place is made waste.
15 Eso da misunu, amoga Daia da gogolei dagoi ba: mu. Ode 70 amoga, (amo da hina bagade ea esalebe ode idi defele) dunu eno da Daia amo hame dawa: mu. Be ode 70 gidigisia, Daia da hina: da: i bidi lasu uda, amo ea hou da gesami amo ganodini dedei, amo defele ba: mu.
And it will be in that day that Tyre will go out of mind for seventy years, that is, the days of one king: after the end of seventy years it will be for Tyre as in the song of the loose woman.
16 Gesami da agoane hea: sa: - “Di hame gagui hina: da: i bidi lasu uda! Dia sani baidama lale, moilai amo ganodini laloma. Hedema! Amola dia gesami amo dunu bu dima misa: ne bu hea: ma.”
Take an instrument of music, go about the town, O loose woman who has gone out from the memory of man; make sweet melody with songs, so that you may come back to men's minds.
17 Amo ode 70 gidigisia, Daia da ea musa: hawa: hamosu amoma buhagima: ne, Hina Gode da logo doasimu. Osobo bagade fifi asi gala huluane da ea bidi lasu liligi lamu.
And it will be after the end of seventy years, that the Lord will have mercy on Tyre, and she will go back to her trade, acting as a loose woman with all the kingdoms of the world on the face of the earth.
18 Ea bidi lasu hamobeba: le, muni lasea, amo muni e da Hina Godema ima: ne momodale ligiagamu. E da amo muni udigili hame ligisimu, be nowa da Hina Godema nodone sia: ne gadosa da amo muni amoga ilia ha: i manu amola abula bidi lamu.
And her goods and her trade will be holy to the Lord: they will not be kept back or stored up; for her produce will be for those living in the Lord's land, to give them food for their needs, and fair clothing.
