Isaiah 17
1 This is the burden against Damascus: “Behold, Damascus is no longer a city; it has become a heap of ruins.
Damaska kawng pongah thuih ih lok loe, Khenah, Damaska loe vangpui ah oh han ai ah, kamro hmuenmaenawk tapophaih ahmuen ah om tih.
2 The cities of Aroer are forsaken; they will be left to the flocks, which will lie down with no one to fear.
Aroer vangpuinawk loe pahnawt sut boeh pongah, tuunawk prathaih ahmuen hoi tabokhaih ahmuen ah om tih; mi mah doeh nihcae to pazih mak ai boeh.
3 The fortress will disappear from Ephraim, and the sovereignty from Damascus. The remnant of Aram will be like the splendor of the Israelites,”
Ephraim prae thungah sipae hoi thungh ih vangpui om mak ai boeh, Damaska hoi kanghmat Syria prae ah doeh siangpahrang ukhaih om mak ai boeh; nihcae loe Israel caanawk lensawkhaih baktiah om o tih, tiah misatuh kaminawk ih Angraeng mah thuih.
4 “In that day the splendor of Jacob will fade, and the fat of his body will waste away,
To na niah loe Jakob lensawkhaih to azaem ueloe, ngan pong ih athawk doeh zaek tih boeh.
5 as the reaper gathers the standing grain and harvests the ears with his arm, as one gleans heads of grain in the Valley of Rephaim.
To naah loe cang aatkung mah cangqui to aah moe, a ban ah cangqui tapom, Rephaim azawn ih cang aat kami baktiah om tih.
6 Yet gleanings will remain, like an olive tree that has been beaten— two or three berries atop the tree, four or five on its fruitful branches,”
Toe Olive kung to ahuenh naah, tanghang ranui koekah ih kanghmat athaih hnetto, to tih ai boeh loe thumto maw baktih, kapop ah kathai tanghang pongah kaom kanghmat athaih palito, to tih ai boeh loe pangato baktiah, kanghmat misurthaih to om tih, tiah Israel Angraeng Sithaw mah thuih.
7 In that day men will look to their Maker and turn their eyes to the Holy One of Israel.
To na niah loe kami mah angmah sahkung to dan ueloe, Israel Ciimcai Sithaw to khingyahaih hoiah khen tih.
8 They will not look to the altars they have fashioned with their hands or to the Asherahs and incense altars they have made with their fingers.
Anih mah ban hoiah sak ih hmaicam to khen mak ai, a banpazung hoiah sak moe, thing nuiah soi ih krangnawk hoi hmuihoih thlaekhaih hmaicamnawk doeh dawncang mak ai boeh.
9 In that day their strong cities will be like forsaken thickets and summits, abandoned to the Israelites and to utter desolation.
To na niah loe kacak parai anih ih vangpuinawk loe, Israel kaminawk mah caeh taak moe, vah sut ih thing hoi tadong ih thing tanghang baktiah om ueloe, prae doeh angqai krang tih boeh.
10 For you have forgotten the God of your salvation and failed to remember the Rock of your refuge. Therefore, though you cultivate delightful plots and set out cuttings from exotic vines—
Nangmacae pahlongkung Sithaw to na pahnet o moe, na thacak o haih lungsong to na poek o ai boeh pongah, kahoih thingkung to na thling o ueloe, kalah amuunawk to na patii o tih;
11 though on the day you plant you make them grow, and on that morning you help your seed sprout— yet the harvest will vanish on the day of disease and incurable pain.
to na niah na patit o ih amuu loe amprawk moe, akhawnbang ah apawk roep cadoeh, athaih pakhrikhaih tue loe nang hanah kahoih thai ai palungsethaih tue ah ni om tih.
12 Alas, the tumult of many peoples; they rage like the roaring seas and clamoring nations; they rumble like the crashing of mighty waters.
Tuipui tuen baktiah katuen, kanoih parai kaminawk hoi thacak tuiphu kangthawk baktiah angthawk kaminawk loe, khosak bing!
13 The nations rage like the rush of many waters. He rebukes them, and they flee far away, driven before the wind like chaff on the hills, like tumbleweeds before a gale.
Kaminawk loe kalen parai kangthawk tuiphu baktiah angthawk o cadoeh, nihcae to Sithaw mah thuitaek tih, nihcae loe ahmuen kangthla ah cawn o tih; nihcae loe mae nuiah takhi song naah takhi mah hmuh phaeng ih tavai baktih, kamhae takhi mah hmuh ih anghnoeng baktiah om o tih.
14 In the evening, there is sudden terror! Before morning, they are no more! This is the portion of those who loot us and the lot of those who plunder us.
Khenah, duembang ah raihaih pha ueloe, akhawnbang pha ai naah anghmaa o tih. Hae loe kaicae ih hmuenmae lomh kami, kaicae parokungnawk mah tongh han ih taham ah om tih.
