Yesaya 21
1 Uthenga wonena za chipululu cha mʼmbali mwa Nyanja. Ankhondo a ku Elamu ndi Mediya adzabwera ngati kamvuluvulu amene akuwomba modutsa mʼmbali ya nyanja, kuchokera ku chipululu, dziko lochititsa mantha.
The oracle on the desert of the sea: As storm-winds in the South which with a rush from the desert, do come from a terrible land,
2 Ine ndaona zinthu zoopsa mʼmasomphenya: Wonyenga akunyenga, wofunkha akufunkha komanso owononga akuwononga. Elamu, yambani nkhondo! Mediya, zingani mzinda! Ine ndidzathetsa mavuto onse amene anayambitsa Ababuloni.
[So] hath, a grievous vision, been told me: —the deceiver, is deceiving. And the spoiler, is spoiling, Go up, O Elam Besiege O Media, All the sighing she hath caused, have I made to cease.
3 Chifukwa cha zimenezi thupi langa likunjenjemera ndi mantha, ndikumva ululu ngati wa mayi amene akubereka; ndikuvutika kwambiri ndi zimene ndikumva, ndathedwa nzeru ndi zimene ndikuziona.
For this cause, are my loins filled with anguish, Pangs, have seized me, as the pangs of her that is giving birth, —I writhe so that I cannot hear, I tremble, so that I cannot see:
4 Mtima wanga ukugunda, ndipo ndikunjenjemera ndi mantha; chisisira chimene ndakhala ndikuchifuna chasanduka chinthu choopsa kwa ine.
My heart fluttereth, A horror, terrifieth me, —My twilight of pleasure, hath he turned for me into a time of trembling.
5 Ankhondo a ku Elamu ndi Mediya akukonza matebulo, akuyala mphasa, akudya komanso kumwa! Mwadzidzidzi anamva mawu akuti, “Dzukani inu ankhondo, pakani mafuta zishango zanu!”
[Ye thought] to prepare the table—spread the mat—eat—drink! …Arise ye chieftains anoint the shield!
6 Zimene Ambuye akunena kwa ine ndi izi; “Pita, kayike mlonda kuti azinena zimene akuziona.
For, thus, hath My Lord said unto me, —Go, set the watchman, What he seeth, let him tell!
7 Taonani, anthu akubwera ali pa akavalo ndipo akuyenda awiriawiri, okwera pa bulu kapena okwera pa ngamira, mlondayo akhale tcheru kwambiri.”
When he seeth A train of horsemen in double rank, A train of asses, A train of camels, Then shall he hearken attentively with diligent heed.
8 Ndipo mlondayo anafuwula kuti, “Ambuye anga, tsiku ndi tsiku ndimakhala pa nsanja yolondera; Usiku uliwonse ndimakhala pa malo anga olondera.
Then cried he. A lion! On the watch, O My Lord, had I been standing continually, by day, And at my post, had I been stationed whole nights; —
9 Taonani, uyo munthu akubwera atakwera pa galeta ali ndi gulu la akavalo. Mmodzi wa iwo akuti, ‘Babuloni wagwa, wagwa! Mafano onse a milungu yake agwa pansi ndipo aphwanyika!’”
When lo! here was a train of men coming. With horsemen in double rank, —And one began and said, Fallen! fallen! is Babylon, And all the images of her gods, are smashed to the ground!
10 Inu anthu anga opunthidwa ndi kupetedwa ngati tirigu, ine ndikukuwuzani zimene ndamva ndikukuwuzani Uthenga wochokera kwa Yehova Wamphamvuzonse, Mulungu wa Israeli.
O thou My threshing! And the grain of my corn-floor! That which I have heard from Yahweh of hosts, the God of Israel, Have I declared, unto you.
11 Uthenga wonena za Duma: Munthu wina akundiyitana kuchokera ku Seiri kuti, “Iwe mlonda, usikuwu utha liti? Iwe mlonda, utha liti kodi usikuwu?”
The oracle on Dumah: Unto me, is one crying—out of Seir, Watchman! how far gone is the night? Watchman, how far gone is the night?
12 Mlonda akuyankha kuti, “Kukucha, koma kudanso. Ngati ukufuna kufunsa, funsa tsopano; ndipo ubwerenso udzafunse.”
Said the watchman, There cometh a morning. But also a night, —If ye will enquire, enquire, ye—Come, again!
13 Uthenga wonena za Arabiya: Inu anthu amalonda a ku Dedani, amene usiku mumagona mʼzithukuluzi za ku Arabiya,
The oracle on Arabia, —Among the shrubs in Arabia, must ye lodge, Ye caravans of Dedanites.
14 perekani madzi kwa anthu aludzu. Inu anthu a ku Tema perekani chakudya kwa anthu othawa nkhondo.
To meet the thirsty, bring ye water, —Ye dwellers in the land of Tema; With bread for him, get in advance of him that is in flight!
15 Iwo akuthawa malupanga, lupanga losololedwa, akuthawa uta wokokakoka ndiponso nkhondo yoopsa.
For, before swords, have they fled: Before a sword that is drawn, Before a bow that is bent, And before the stress of war.
16 Zimene Ambuye akunena kwa ine ndi izi: “Chaka chimodzi chisanathe, potsata mmene amawerengera munthu waganyu, ulemerero wonse wa Kedara udzatheratu.
For, thus, hath My Lord said unto me, —Within a year according to the yearn of a hireling, shall fail all the glory of Kedar;
17 Mwa anthu okoka uta, ankhondo a ku Kedara opulumuka adzakhala owerengeka.” Wayankhula ndi Yehova Mulungu wa Israeli.
And, the remnant of the record of bowmen, The heroes of the sons of Kedar, shall become few; For Yahweh God of Israel, hath spoken.
