Izaija 16
1 Šaljite jaganjce vladaru zemlje, od Stijene prema pustinji do gore Kćeri sionske.
Send the lambs for the ruler of the land from Selah to the wilderness, to the mountain of the daughter of Zion.
2 Kao razbjegle ptice, kao raspršeno gnijezdo bit će kćeri moapske na arnonskim gazovima.
For it will be that as wandering birds, as a scattered nest, so will the daughters of Moab be at the fords of the Arnon.
3 Daj nam savjet, stvori odluku! Sred podneva sjenu svoju kao noć razastri. Sakrij izagnane, ne izdaj bjegunca.
Give counsel! Execute justice! Make your shade like the night in the middle of the noonday! Hide the outcasts! Don’t betray the fugitive!
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 my outcasts dwell with you! As for Moab, be a hiding place for him from the face of the destroyer. For the extortionist is brought to nothing. Destruction ceases. The oppressors are consumed out of 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 loving kindness. One will sit on it in truth, in the tent of David, judging, seeking justice, and swift to do righteousness.
6 Čuli smo za nadutost Moaba, nadutost preveliku, za ponos, oholost i uznositost; isprazno je njegovo hvastanje.
We have heard of the pride of Moab, that he is very proud; even of his arrogance, his pride, and his wrath. His boastings are nothing.
7 Zato kuka Moab, nad Moabom svi jauču, za kolačima grožđanim iz Kir Heresa jauču posve slomljeni.
Therefore Moab will wail for Moab. Everyone will wail. You will mourn for the raisin cakes of Kir Hareseth, utterly stricken.
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.
For the fields of Heshbon languish with the vine of Sibmah. The lords of the nations have broken down its choice branches, which reached even to Jazer, which wandered into the wilderness. Its shoots were spread abroad. They passed over 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;
Therefore I will weep with the weeping of Jazer for the vine of Sibmah. I will water you with my tears, Heshbon, and Elealeh: for on your summer fruits and on your harvest the battle shout has fallen.
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 is taken away, and joy out of the fruitful field; and in the vineyards there will be no singing, neither joyful noise. Nobody will tread out wine in the presses. I have made the shouting stop.
11 Zato utroba moja za Moabom poput harfe dršće, a grudi mi za Kir Herešom.
Therefore my heart sounds like a harp for Moab, and my inward parts for Kir Heres.
12 Zaludu se pokazuje Moab, umara se na uzvišicama dolazeći u svetište da se moli: ništa postići neće.
It will happen that when Moab presents himself, when he wearies himself on the high place, and comes to his sanctuary to pray, that he will not prevail.
13 Ovo je riječ koju nekoć reče Jahve protiv Moaba.
This is the word that the LORD spoke concerning Moab in time past.
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.”
But now the LORD has spoken, saying, “Within three years, as a worker bound by contract would count them, the glory of Moab shall be brought into contempt, with all his great multitude; and the remnant will be very small and feeble.”
