Izaija 16
1 Šaljite jaganjce vladaru zemlje, od Stijene prema pustinji do gore Kćeri sionske.
Send rams to the ruler of the land from Selah in the wilderness, to the mount of the daughter of Zion.
2 Kao razbjegle ptice, kao raspršeno gnijezdo bit će kćeri moapske na arnonskim gazovima.
As wandering birds, as a scattered nest, so the women of Moab are at the fords of the Arnon River.
3 Daj nam savjet, stvori odluku! Sred podneva sjenu svoju kao noć razastri. Sakrij izagnane, ne izdaj bjegunca.
“Give instruction, execute justice; provide some shade like night in the middle of the day; hide the fugitives; do not betray the fugitives.
4 Daj da kod tebe borave prognanici moapski, budi im okriljem pred pustošnikom. Kad se skonča tlačitelj, kad nestane pustošnika, kad ugnjetač iščezne iz zemlje,
Let them live among you, the refugees from Moab; be a hiding place for them from the destroyer.” For the oppression will stop, and destruction will cease, those who trample will disappear from the land.
5 učvrstit će se prijesto u blagosti i na njemu će vjerno stolovati, u šatoru Davidovu, sudac koji pravo ište i pravdu čini.
A throne will be established in covenant faithfulness; and one from David's tent will faithfully sit there. He will judge as he seeks justice and does righteousness.
6 Čuli smo za nadutost Moaba, nadutost preveliku, za ponos, oholost i uznositost; isprazno je njegovo hvastanje.
We have heard of Moab's pride, his arrogance, his boasting, and his anger. But his boastings are empty words.
7 Zato kuka Moab, nad Moabom svi jauču, za kolačima grožđanim iz Kir Heresa jauču posve slomljeni.
So Moab wails for Moab—they all wail! Mourn, you who are utterly destroyed, for the raisin cakes of Kir Hareseth.
8 Jer uvenuše nasadi hešbonski, trsje sibmansko, i lišće su mu pomlatili gospodari naroda. Sezaše do Jazera, zamicaše u pustinju; izdanci mu dosezahu sve do mora.
The fields of Heshbon have dried up as well as the vines of Sibmah. The rulers of the nations have trampled the choice vines that reached to Jazer and spread into the desert. Its shoots spread abroad; they went over to the sea.
9 Zato plačem za trsjem sibmanskim kao što plače Jazer, suzama te ja zalijevam, Hešbone i Elealo! Nad plodovima tvojim, nad jematvom, krik se začu;
Indeed I will weep along with Jazer for the vineyard of Sibmah. I will water you with my tears, Heshbon, and Elealeh. For on your fields of summer fruits and harvest I have ended the shouts of joy.
10 nestade iz voćnjaka veselja i radosti. U vinogradima ne pocikuje se, ne kliče se od radosti; ne mastÄi se vino u kaci, zamuknu podvikivanje.
Gladness and joy are taken away from the fruit tree groves; and there is no singing, or shouts in the vineyards. No one treads out wine in the presses, for I have put an end to the shouts of the one who treads.
11 Zato utroba moja za Moabom poput harfe dršće, a grudi mi za Kir Herešom.
So my heart sighs like a harp for Moab, and my inward being for Kir Hareseth.
12 Zaludu se pokazuje Moab, umara se na uzvišicama dolazeći u svetište da se moli: ništa postići neće.
When Moab wears himself out on the high place and enters his temple to pray, his prayers will accomplish nothing.
13 Ovo je riječ koju nekoć reče Jahve protiv Moaba.
This is the word that Yahweh spoke concerning Moab previously.
14 A sada govori Jahve ovako: “Za tri godine, godine najamničke, slava će Moabova, sa svim velikim mnoštvom njegovim, potamnjeti, a što od nje ostane, bit će maleno, slabo i nemoćno.”
Again Yahweh speaks, “Within three years, the glory of Moab will disappear; in spite of his many people, the remnant will be very few and insignificant.”
