Isaiah 17
1 Damaskas kho hoi kâkuen e lawk teh, Khenhaw! Damaskas kho teh kho lah awm mahoeh toe. Ka rawk e songnawng lah doeh ao han toe.
The word about Damascus. See, they have made Damascus a town no longer; it has become a waste place.
2 Aroer khonaw teh kahrawngum, saringnaw ni pânae lah, yannae lah awm vaiteh, ka hrui hane apihai awm mahoeh.
Her towns are unpeopled for ever; there the flocks take their rest in peace, without fear.
3 Rapan teh Ephraim kho hoi a kahma han. Uknaeram teh Damaskas kho hoi a kahma han. Kacawie Sirianaw teh Isarelnaw e bawilennae patetlah ao awh han, telah ransahu BAWIPA ni ati.
The strong tower has gone from Ephraim, and the kingdom from Damascus: the rest of Aram will come to destruction, and be made like the glory of the children of Israel, says the Lord of armies.
4 Hote hnin dawkvah, Jakop bawilennae teh a roum han, a thâwnae teh a kamsoe han.
And it will be in that day that the glory of Jacob will be made small, and the strength of his body will become feeble.
5 Cang ka a kung ni cavuinaw a pâkhueng navah, a kut hoi cavuinaw a a awh e patetlah Rephaim yawn dawk cavui pâhma e racawng e patetlah ao han.
And it will be like a man cutting the growth of his grain, pulling together the heads of the grain with his arm; even as when they get in the grain in the valley of Rephaim.
6 Hatei, olive paw hah karuek toteh, a som dawk kahni kathum touh ka paw e a kang, paw rah pawiteh, pali panga touh ouk ao e patetlah pâhma e cang a cawi nahanlah ao han telah Isarelnaw e Bawipa Jehovah ni ati.
But it will be like a man shaking an olive-tree, something will still be there, two or three berries on the top of the highest branch, four or five on the outside branches of a fertile tree, says the Lord, the God of Israel.
7 Hat hnin vah, tami ni kasakkung koe a khet vaiteh, a mit ni Isarelnaw e kathounge Cathut hah a bari han.
In that day a man's heart will be turned to his Maker, and his eyes to the Holy One of Israel.
8 Amamouh ni a kut hoi a sak awh e khoungroenaw koe kangvawi awh mahoeh. Amamae kutdawnnaw hoi a sak awh e hmuitui sawinae Asherim khoungroenaw koe lah kangvawi awh mahoeh.
He will not be looking to the altars, the work of his hands, or to the wood pillars or to the sun-images which his fingers have made.
9 Hat hnin dawkvah, amamae kacakpounge khonaw teh, Isarelnaw kecu dawk a ceitakhai e kahrawngum hoi monsom patetlah ao vaiteh, kingkadi e lah ao han.
In that day your towns will be like the waste places of the Hivites and the Amorites which the children of Israel took for a heritage, and they will come to destruction.
10 Bangkongtetpawiteh, nang teh nama e rungngangnae Cathut hah na pahnim teh, nama e kânguenae talung hah pouk dounnae na tawn hoeh. Hatdawkvah, nang ni na ngai e thingthairompo na ung eiteh, ramlouknaw e misur kang hah na ung han.
For you have not given honour to the God of your salvation, and have not kept in mind the Rock of your strength; for this cause you made a garden of Adonis, and put in it the vine-cuttings of a strange god;
11 Na ungnae hnin dawkvah, na roung sak teh, cati na patuenae amom vah, a pei na pei sak han. Hatei, patawnae hoi kahmat thai hoeh e runae a tho hnin navah, caticamu anae tueng a kahma han.
In the day of your planting you were watching its growth, and in the morning your seed was flowering: but its fruit is wasted away in the day of grief and bitter sorrow.
12 Aya! miphunnaw e hramki lawk bo aw. Ahnimouh teh, athakaawme tui a cairing e patetlah a cairing awh han.
Ah! the voice of peoples, like the loud sounding of the seas, and the thundering of great nations rushing on like the bursting out of waters!
13 Miphunnaw teh tui moikapap e a cairing e patetlah ka cairing awh nakunghai, Bawipa nang ni ahnimanaw hah na yue toteh, ahlanae koe a yawng awh han. Mon vah kahlî palek e cahik patetlah bongparui ni a sin e songnawng patetlah pâlei lah ao awh han.
But he will put a stop to them, and make them go in flight far away, driving them like the waste of the grain on the tops of the mountains before the wind, and like the circling dust before the storm.
14 Kanî a khup navah khenhaw! taki a tho poung khe. Khodai totouh ahnimouh awm mahoeh toe. Hethateh, maimouh na ka tuk ni teh na ka lawm e naw ni a coe awh hane ham, maimouh na ka lawm e naw koe kabawt hane cungpam doeh.
In the evening there is fear, and in the morning they are gone. This is the fate of those who take our goods, and the reward of those who violently take our property for themselves.
