< Isaya 17 >
1 Ma e wach mane okor kuom Damaski: “Neuru, Damaski ok nochak obed dala maduongʼ, to obiro bedo pidhe mag gik mokethi.
The burden of Damascus. Lo, Damascus is taken away from [being] a city, And it hath been a heap — a ruin.
2 Mier madongo mag Aroer nodongʼ gunda nodongʼ kar nindo jamni kendo onge ngʼama nobwog-gi.
Forsaken are the cities of Aroer, For droves they are, and they have lain down, And there is none troubling.
3 Dala maduongʼ mochiel nolal nono koa Efraim nyaka kom loch man Damaski; jo-Aram manok modongʼ tekogi norum mana kaka mar jo-Israel norumo,” Jehova Nyasaye Maratego ema owacho.
And ceased hath the fortress from Ephraim, And the kingdom from Damascus, And the remnant of Aram are as the honour of the sons of Israel, The affirmation of Jehovah of Hosts!
4 “E kindeno duongʼ mar Jakobo nolal; kendo nodok manok.
And it hath come to pass, in that day, Wax poor doth the honour of Jacob, And the fatness of his flesh doth wax lean.
5 Nochal mana ka jakeyo mabeto cham choko kamoro achiel bangʼe okayogi gi lwete mana kaka jahulo, hulo cham e Holo mar Refaim.
And it hath come to pass, As the gathering by the reaper of the standing corn, And his arm the ears reapeth, And it hath come to pass, As the gathering of the ears in the valley of Rephaim,
6 Kaka cham dongʼ e puodho bangʼ hulo, e kaka olembe mag zeituni nodongʼ e yath kosepon, olembe ariyo kata adek nyalo dongʼ ewi bede yath mamalo kendo olembe angʼwen kata abich nyalo dongʼ e bedene monyaa,” Jehova Nyasaye ma Nyasach Israel ema owacho.
And left in him have been gleanings, As the compassing of an olive, Two — three berries on the top of a branch, Four — five on the fruitful boughs, The affirmation of Jehovah, God of Israel!
7 E kindeno ji nongʼi Jachwechgi kendo gichom wengegi kuom Jal Maler mar Israel.
In that day doth man look to His Maker, Yea, his eyes to the Holy One of Israel look,
8 Ok gini ngʼi kende mag misango, kata kuom tije mag lwetgi, kendo ok ginibed gi luor ne sirni mag Ashera kata ne kende miwangʼoe ubani ma lwetgi oloso.
And he looketh not unto the altars. The work of his own hands, And that which his own fingers made He seeth not — the shrines and the images.
9 E kindeno miechgi madongo mochiel motegno, mane giweyo nikech jo-Israel, biro chalo gi kuonde mojwangʼ motimo bunge kod buya kendo giduto ginidongʼ gunda.
In that day are the cities of his strength As the forsaken thing of the forest, And the branch that they have left, Because of the sons of Israel, It also hath been a desolation.
10 Wiyi osewil gi Nyasachi ma jaresni; adier ok iseparo Lwanda ma en ohingani. Kuom mano kata ka ipidho cham mabeyo kendo ipidho mzabibu migolo e pinje ma oko,
Because thou hast forgotten the God of thy salvation, And the rock of thy strength hast not remembered, Therefore thou plantest plants of pleasantness, And with a strange slip sowest it,
11 kata obedo ni chiengʼ mipidhogieno ema gidongoe kendo okinyi ma ipidhogieno ema gichiewoe, onge gima niyudi to makmana chandruok kod rem ma ok rum.
In the day thy plant thou causest to become great, And in the morning thy seed makest to flourish, A heap [is] the harvest in a day of overflowing, And of mortal pain.
12 Yaye, winjuru mahu mar ogendini mangʼeny, giwuo mana ka apaka mar nam! Yaye, winjuru koko mar ji, ka gimor mana ka apaka mar nam!
Woe [to] the multitude of many peoples, As the sounding of seas they sound; And [to] the wasting of nations, As the wasting of mighty waters they are wasted.
13 Kata obedo ni gimor mana ka pi mogingore, to ka akwerogi to giniring ma gidhi mabor, mana machal gi mihudhwe mipiedho e gode ma yamo tero, kata ka yamo mar kalausi.
Nations as the wasting of many waters are wasted, And He hath pushed against it, And it hath fled afar off, And been pursued as chaff of hills before wind, And as a rolling thing before a hurricane.
14 Kochopo odhiambo, kibaji nogogi apoya nono! To kapok piny oru, to ginilal nono! Ma e pok mar joma mayowa, kendo en e pok mar joma yakowa.
At even-time, lo, terror, before morning it is not, This [is] the portion of our spoilers, And the lot of our plunderers!