Isaiah 18
1 Ngaijin, Ethiopia-kong lha jap ging banga ging jeju gam, Nile vadung ho gal’a um,
Woe to the land of whirring wings, along the rivers of Cush,
2 palaiho a vadungu lhang lang geija mangang tah a kong’a ahin sollu. Cheuvin palai mangang ho! Hiche thuhil hi vun nampet misangho gapeu vin, anai le gamla a um tijat umte, nam tha hat leh gal jou mite, agam u vadung hon a hopkhen mite henga chun,
which sends couriers by sea, in papyrus vessels on the waters. Go, swift messengers, to a people tall and smooth-skinned, to a people widely feared, to a powerful nation of strange speech, whose land is divided by rivers.
3 Nangho vannoi ja chengho, leiset chunga hing jousen-lhang chunga kagal ponlap kahin khaisang teng, veuvin! Kelcha ki kahin mut teng, ana ngaijun!
All you people of the world and dwellers of the earth, when a banner is raised on the mountains, you will see it; when a ram’s horn sounds, you will hear it.
4 Ajehchu Pakaijin hitin eiseipeh in; “Ka umna akona thip chetna kahin vetding-nipi laiya oltah a ahungsat cheh cheh banga, jingkah daitui chang le mim kikhop tup jouva a hung lhah banga khu”.
For this is what the LORD has told me: “I will quietly look on from My dwelling place, like shimmering heat in the sunshine, like a cloud of dew in the heat of harvest.”
5 Gal nasat pat masanga jong, nathil gonho lengpithei banga ahung minset teng, Pakai jin bahche a ache kim ding ahi athah hung kehdoh ho chu. Abah hung kipha jal ho achelhah a apampai ding ahi.
For before the harvest, when the blossom is gone and the flower becomes a ripening grape, He will cut off the shoots with a pruning knife and remove and discard the branches.
6 Muthong holeh gamsaho dinga na sepai gal hang ho loujaova athisa kidalha ding ahiuve. Nipi lai sung se amu thong hon thilong ho chunga kisa lel diu ahi. Phalbi lai sungse a agu ho aket diu ahi.
They will all be left to the mountain birds of prey, and to the beasts of the land. The birds will feed on them in summer, and all the wild animals in winter.
7 Hiche phatteng a gamsung u vadung in ahop khen, mi sang leh vun namte, sah le lhangin akichat te, thahattah te akon, Pakai tha neipen in thilpeh amuding ahi. Hiche thil pehding ho chu van janel Pakai umna mun Jerusalem a ahin choidiu ahi.
At that time gifts will be brought to the LORD of Hosts— from a people tall and smooth-skinned, from a people widely feared, from a powerful nation of strange speech, whose land is divided by rivers— to Mount Zion, the place of the Name of the LORD of Hosts.
