< Isaiah 17 >

1 This is the burden against Damascus: “Behold, Damascus is no longer a city; it has become a heap of ruins.
Hanki Damaskasi rankuma'ma havizama hania zamofo nanekea Ra Anumzamo'a amanage huno hu'ne, Damaskasi rankuma'mo'a knare'ma huno menima me'nea zana huno omaneno, haviza huramino mopafi hihi huno megahie.
2 The cities of Aroer are forsaken; they will be left to the flocks, which will lie down with no one to fear.
Ana nehanigeno Aroerima me'nea kumatamimpintira vahe'mo'za atre'za vu'za e'za nehanageno, anampina sipisipi afu'mozage mani'nesnage'za, zamazeri korora osugahaze.
3 The fortress will disappear from Ephraim, and the sovereignty from Damascus. The remnant of Aram will be like the splendor of the Israelites,”
Hanki ha' vahe'mo'za e'za Efraemi mopafima me'nea kumate'ma hankavenentake vihuma hu'naza zana eri haviza nehu'za, Damaskasi kumate'ma kinima nemaniza zana eri netre'za, osi'a naga'ma ofri'za manisaza Aramu vahera zamazeri fanene hugahaze. Ana hanage'za Israeli vahe'mokizmima hiaza huno hankavezmia omenegahie huno Monafi sondia vahe'mofo Ra Anumzamo'a huvempa hu'ne.
4 “In that day the splendor of Jacob will fade, and the fat of his body will waste away,
Hanki ana knama esigeno'a, Israeli vahera hanavezmimo'a evuramisnigeno, zamavufagamo'a hariri huno zaferinare akamregahie.
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.
Ana nehina mago vahemo Refaimi agupofinti witi raga vasageno, e'nerino mago mago atreankna hu'za osi'a vahe manigahaze.
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,”
Ana nehina olivi zafare kanonteti amasagino ruharari higeno amuzare'ma osi'a olivi raga tareo 3'o 4'o 5fu'a meaza hu'za osi'a vahe manigahaze huno Israeli vahe'mokizmi Ra Anumzamo'a huvempa hu'ne.
7 In that day men will look to their Maker and turn their eyes to the Holy One of Israel.
Hagi e'i ana knafina zamagu'a rukrahe hu'za tro'ma huzmante'nea ne' Israeli vahe'mokizmi Ra Anumzama Ruotage'ma hu'nea ne'teke zamavua nege'za antahi amigahaze.
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.
Zamagra Asera havi anumzamofo amema'a zamazanteti'ma antre'za tro hunte'naza havi anumzantera zamena nonte'za, ana havi anumzante'ma ofama hu' itama tro'ma hunte'narera mnanentake zantamina kre mna vuontegahaze.
9 In that day their strong cities will be like forsaken thickets and summits, abandoned to the Israelites and to utter desolation.
Hagi ana knafina ha' vahe'mokizmi ranra kumara Israeli vahe'mo'za hahu zamagatenere'za, ana kuma tamimpima nemaniza vahera zamahenati atregahaze. Ana hina ana kumatamimpina vahera omanisigeno, zafa tanopamo hageno marerino refitegahie.
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—
Na'ankure Israeli vahe'mota tamagu'ma vazi'nea Anumzana tamefi hunemita fraki havegantamia tamefi humi'naze. E'ina hu'negu megi'a onke'naza vahe'mofo havi anumzamofo knare waini hoza erita antegahaze.
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.
Hagi ana wainima hankresaza knazupa, ana nanteranke'za ana wainimo'a agata rehakrufeno marerino amosrea ahentegahianagi, tusi'a atama kri knama esigeno'a, ana wainimo'a raga rente so'ea osugahie. Na'ankure zamagra haviza hugahaze.
12 Alas, the tumult of many peoples; they rage like the roaring seas and clamoring nations; they rumble like the crashing of mighty waters.
Hanki kokankoka kumategati sondia vahe'ma emeri atru nehaza vahe'mo'za zamagasasama neraza agasasankemo'a, tiramo'ma agasasama neriankna nehie!
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.
Hagi rama'a tiramo sasa huno zamagasasama neriaza hu'za krafa hugahazanagi, hankavetino zamarotago hanige'za, ete rukrahe hu'za e'narega vugahaze. Ana nehu'za agonafima zaho'mo vemagu vemagu huno raisi hona'ama eri hareno viankna huno zamarotgo hanige'za fregahaze.
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.
Hanki kinagama sege'za veamo'za tusi zamagogogu hu'naze. Hianagi nanterana ha' vahera omanizageno, ana korozana omane'ne. Hagi ha'ma hurante'za maka zantima eri'naza vahera Anumzamo'a e'inahu huno mizana zamigahie.

< Isaiah 17 >