Isaiah 47
1 Babylon nu, oila suntla lamtah laipi dongah ngol lah. Khalden nu loh ngolkhoel om kolla diklai ah ngol laeh. Nang te mongkawt neh hlangcong la koep ng'khue uh mahpawh.
“Go down and sit in the dust, O Virgin Daughter of Babylon. Sit on the ground without a throne, O Daughter of Chaldea! For you will no longer be called tender or delicate.
2 Kuelhsum te lo lamtah vaidam kuelh laeh. Na samtum te poelyoe lamtah na hniboeng te khawn laeh. Na laeng hil khawn lamtah tuiva te kat lah.
Take millstones and grind flour; remove your veil; strip off your skirt, bare your thigh, and wade through the streams.
3 Na yah loh n'yan vetih nang kokhahnah te a phoe ni. Phulohnah kang khuen vetih hlang te ka doo mahpawt nim?
Your nakedness will be uncovered and your shame will be exposed. I will take vengeance; I will spare no one.”
4 Kaimih aka tlan tah caempuei BOEIPA, a ming tah Israel kah a cim ni.
Our Redeemer—the LORD of Hosts is His name— is the Holy One of Israel.
5 Khalden nu te om duem lamtah a hmuep te paan laeh. Nang te ram kah boeinu a ti te na khoep voel mahpawh.
“Sit in silence and go into darkness, O Daughter of Chaldea. For you will no longer be called the queen of kingdoms.
6 Ka pilnam taengah ka thintoek. Kamah rho mai nang kut dongah kam paek he rho ni ka poeih. Patong soah haidamnah na khueh pawt tih na hnamkun neh mat na nan.
I was angry with My people; I profaned My heritage, and I placed them under your control. You showed them no mercy; even on the elderly you laid a most heavy yoke.
7 “Kumhal boeinu la ka om yoeyah ni,” na ti cakhaw na lungbuei ah na khueh pawt tih a hmailong khaw na poek hae moenih.
You said, ‘I will be queen forever.’ You did not take these things to heart or consider their outcome.
8 Te dongah he he hnatun laeh. Khosak aka yahuem loh ngaikhuek la a thinko khuiah, “Kai khaw kamah ah ka bawt mahpawh, nuhmai la koep ka om mahpawh, polpainah khaw ka ming voel mahpawh,” a ti.
So now hear this, O lover of luxury who sits securely, who says to herself, ‘I am, and there is none besides me. I will never be a widow or know the loss of children.’
9 Tedae he rhoi he mikhaptok ah ni nang taengla ha pawk eh. Khohnin pakhat dongah polpai neh hmairho loh a thincaknah neh nang soah ha pawk ni. Sungrhai neh na baetawt cakhaw, na hloih kah thaomnah te yet tangkik mai cakhaw.
These two things will overtake you in a moment, in a single day: loss of children, and widowhood. They will come upon you in full measure, in spite of your many sorceries and the potency of your spells.
10 Na boethae dongah na pangtung tih, “Kai m'hmuh moenih,” na ti. Na cueihnah neh na mingnah loh namah m'balkhong sak vaengah a na lungbuei neh, “Kamah phoeiah tah kai ka bawt pueng aya,” na ti.
You were secure in your wickedness; you said, ‘No one sees me.’ Your wisdom and knowledge led you astray; you told yourself, ‘I am, and there is none besides me.’
11 Tedae nang soah yoethaenah ha pawk vetih nang n'toem te na ming mahpawh. Lucik loh nang n'cuhu thil vetih a dawth ham khaw coeng mahpawh. Na ming noek pawh khohli rhamrhael loh nang te buengrhuet m'paan ni.
But disaster will come upon you; you will not know how to charm it away. A calamity will befall you that you will be unable to ward off. Devastation will happen to you suddenly and unexpectedly.
12 Na hloih nen khaw paa laeh. Na camoe lamkah na kohnue thil namah kah sungrhai aka hawn uh nen te na rhoeh khaming. Na hoeikhang ham na sarhing khaming.
So take your stand with your spells and with your many sorceries, with which you have wearied yourself from your youth. Perhaps you will succeed; perhaps you will inspire terror!
13 Na cilsuep a len nen khaw na ngak coeng dongah paa laeh. Vaan aka caekboe la aka caekboe, aisi dongkah aka hmu, hlasae dongah nang taengah aka pawk ham aka ming loh nang te ng'khang saeh.
You are wearied by your many counselors; let them come forward now and save you— your astrologers who observe the stars, who monthly predict your fate.
14 Divawt hmai bangla tarha om uh. Amih te a hoeh vetih a hinglu te hmaisai kut lamloh huul uh thai mahpawh. A taengah ngol ham khaw, hmaipuei phabae te hmai-alh om pawh.
Surely they are like stubble; the fire will burn them up. They cannot deliver themselves from the power of the flame. There will be no coals to warm them or fire to sit beside.
15 Na camoe lamkah na thimpom puei rhoek na kohnue thil hnap te khaw namah taengah ni a om uh te. Hlang loh amah khongan ah kho a hmang uh coeng tih nang aka khang a om moenih.
This is what they are to you— those with whom you have labored and traded from youth— each one strays in his own direction; not one of them can save you.
