Isaiah 16
1 Send the tribute lambs to the ruler of the land, from Sela in the desert to the mount of Daughter Zion.
Šaljite jaganjce vladaru zemlje, od Stijene prema pustinji do gore Kćeri sionske.
2 Like fluttering birds pushed out of the nest, so are the daughters of Moab at the fords of the Arnon:
Kao razbjegle ptice, kao raspršeno gnijezdo bit će kćeri moapske na arnonskim gazovima.
3 “Give us counsel; render a decision. Shelter us at noonday with shade as dark as night. Hide the refugees; do not betray the one who flees.
Daj nam savjet, stvori odluku! Sred podneva sjenu svoju kao noć razastri. Sakrij izagnane, ne izdaj bjegunca.
4 Let my fugitives stay with you; be a refuge for Moab from the destroyer.” When the oppressor has gone, destruction has ceased, and the oppressors have vanished from the land,
Daj da kod tebe borave prognanici moapski, budi im okriljem pred pustošnikom. Kad se skonča tlačitelj, kad nestane pustošnika, kad ugnjetač iščezne iz zemlje,
5 in loving devotion a throne will be established in the tent of David. A judge seeking justice and hastening righteousness will sit on it in faithfulness.
učvrstit će se prijesto u blagosti i na njemu će vjerno stolovati, u šatoru Davidovu, sudac koji pravo ište i pravdu čini.
6 We have heard of Moab’s pomposity, his exceeding pride and conceit, his overflowing arrogance. But his boasting is empty.
Čuli smo za nadutost Moaba, nadutost preveliku, za ponos, oholost i uznositost; isprazno je njegovo hvastanje.
7 Therefore let Moab wail; let them wail together for Moab. Moan for the raisin cakes of Kir-hareseth, you who are utterly stricken.
Zato kuka Moab, nad Moabom svi jauču, za kolačima grožđanim iz Kir Heresa jauču posve slomljeni.
8 For the fields of Heshbon have withered, along with the grapevines of Sibmah. The rulers of the nations have trampled its choicest vines, which had reached as far as Jazer and spread toward the desert. Their shoots had spread out and passed over the sea.
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.
9 So I weep with Jazer for the vines of Sibmah; I drench Heshbon and Elealeh with my tears. Triumphant shouts have fallen silent over your summer fruit and your harvest.
Zato plačem za trsjem sibmanskim kao što plače Jazer, suzama te ja zalijevam, Hešbone i Elealo! Nad plodovima tvojim, nad jematvom, krik se začu;
10 Joy and gladness are removed from the orchard; no one sings or shouts in the vineyards. No one tramples the grapes in the winepresses; I have put an end to the cheering.
nestade iz voćnjaka veselja i radosti. U vinogradima ne pocikuje se, ne kliče se od radosti; ne mastÄi se vino u kaci, zamuknu podvikivanje.
11 Therefore my heart laments for Moab like a harp, my inmost being for Kir-heres.
Zato utroba moja za Moabom poput harfe dršće, a grudi mi za Kir Herešom.
12 When Moab appears on the high place, when he wearies himself and enters his sanctuary to pray, it will do him no good.
Zaludu se pokazuje Moab, umara se na uzvišicama dolazeći u svetište da se moli: ništa postići neće.
13 This is the message that the LORD spoke earlier concerning Moab.
Ovo je riječ koju nekoć reče Jahve protiv Moaba.
14 And now the LORD says, “In three years, as a hired worker counts the years, Moab’s splendor will become an object of contempt, with all her many people. And those who are left will be few and feeble.”
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.”
