Isaya 16
1 Kawuru rombe koa Sela kungʼadogo thim mondo uterne ruodh piny, modak e got mar Nyar Sayun kaka gir chiwo.
Send lambs as tribute to the ruler of the land, from Sela through the desert, to the mountain of the daughter of Zion.
2 Mana kaka nyithind winy moketh odgi mafuyo koni gi koni, e kaka mond jo-Moab nodongʼ e kar otuodo manie Aora Arnon.
The Moabite women at the fords of the Arnon are like birds fluttering around when their nest is destroyed.
3 “Ngʼadnwauru rieko, nyiswa gima onego watim. Pandwauru mondo kik yudwa kendo panduru jowa moringo lweny, kendo kik uyie mondo omaki joma oseringo.
Think about it and make a decision. Make your shadow as invisible at midday as during the night. Hide the refugees; don't betray them as they run away.
4 We jo-Moab moringo lweny odag kodu kendo bednegi ragengʼ kuom jakethgi.” Ngʼatno masandogi tekone norum, kendo kethruok notieki; mi jathir ji nolal nono e piny.
Let my refugees stay among you, Moab. Hide them from our enemies until the destroyer is no more, the destruction is over, and the aggressive invaders have gone.
5 Kuom hera, loch nogur; kuom adiera ngʼato nobedie lojno, ngʼatno nowuogi e od Daudi, ma en ngʼat mangʼado bura kare, kendo ojiwo timbe mag adieri.
Then a kingdom will be set up based on trustworthy love, and on its throne will sit a faithful king from the line of David. He will judge fairly, and will be passionately committed to doing what is right.
6 Wasewinjo sunga mar Moab, kaka otingʼore malo gi wuondruok, kopongʼ gi sunga kod achaya, to dhialruokneno en kayiem nono.
We know all about the pride of the Moabites, how terribly vain and conceited they are, completely arrogant! But their boasting is false.
7 Kuom mano jo-Moab dengo, gidengo kaachiel nikech Moab. Ywaguru kendo ubed gi lit nikech jo-Kir Hareseth.
All the Moabites grieve for Moab. They all mourn the loss of the raisin cakes of Kir-hareseth, all of them destroyed.
8 Puothe mag Heshbon ner, kaachiel gi mzabibu mag Sibma. Jotelo mag ogendini oseketho divai mane berie moloyo, mane ndalo moro ochopo nyaka Jazer, kendo olandore nyaka kar ongoro. Bedene nolawore malach mochopo nyaka nam.
Heshbon's fields have dried up, as have Sibmah's grapevines. The rulers of the nations have trampled down the vines that once branched out to Jazer and east towards the desert, and west as far as the sea.
9 Omiyo aywak mana kaka Jazer ywak nikech mzabibu mag Sibma. Yaye Heshbon, yaye Eleale, analuoku gi pi wangʼ. Mor ma un-go nikech olembeu mosechiek kendo nikech keyo maru osetieki.
So I cry with Jazer for Sibmah's vines; I soak Heshbon and Elealeh with my tears. Nobody shouts in celebration over your summer fruit and your harvest any more.
10 Mor kod ilo norum chuth e puotheu mag olemo kendo onge wer mano wer kata koko manogo e puotheu mag mzabibu; bende onge ngʼato angʼata manochak obi mzabibu e kuonde mag bicho, nimar asetieko mahu mar mor ma un-go.
Joy and happiness are gone. Nobody celebrates in the harvest fields or the vineyards; nobody shouts happily. Nobody treads grapes in the winepresses. I have stopped their cheering.
11 Chunya ywago Moab mana kaywak mar nyatiti, kendo chunya ma iye ywago Kir Hareseth.
Heartbroken I cry for Moab like sad music on a harp; deep inside I weep for Kir-hareseth.
12 Ka Moab ochopo kuonde hembko mag misengini, to ochandore achanda nono; to kata ka odonjo e kare mar lemo, to en mana kayiem nono.
The Moabites go and wear themselves out worshiping at their high places. They go to their shrines to pray, but it does them no good.
13 Ma e wach ma Jehova Nyasaye nosewacho kuom Moab.
This is the message that the Lord has already delivered about Moab.
14 To sani Jehova Nyasaye wacho niya: Kapok okadho higni adek, mana kaka ja-otongʼo tiyo kaparo hignige adek ma tije rumogo e kaka duongʼ mar Moab kaachiel gi joge mangʼeny duto none achaya, bende joge ma notony nobed manok kendo mayom yom.
But now the Lord speaks again, and says, In three years, just as a contract worker precisely counts years, Moab's glory will turn into something to be laughed at. Despite there being so many Moabites now, soon there will only be a few feeble people left.
