Isaiah 18
1 Woe to the land of whirring wings, along the rivers of Cush,
Layen nu roto ke infacl in acn Ethiopia, oasr sie facl lohngyuk pusren posohksok we.
2 which sends couriers by sea, in papyrus vessels on the waters. Go, swift messengers, to a people tall and smooth-skinned, to a people widely feared, to a powerful nation of strange speech, whose land is divided by rivers.
Mwet roso fulat elos kal tuku liki facl sac ke Infacl Nile fin oak okoalos orekla ke loa. Folokla nu yen suwos, kowos mwet utuk kas mulah! Us sap soko nu in facl suwos ma masrloeyukelik ke infacl puspis. Facl suwos yohk ac ku. Mwet we elos loeska ac fwel manolos, ac mutunfacl uh nufon sangeng selos.
3 All you people of the world and dwellers of the earth, when a banner is raised on the mountains, you will see it; when a ram’s horn sounds, you will hear it.
Kowos nukewa su muta faclu, kowos in lohng akwoya! Kowos in tawi flag in mweun se ma ac amacyak fin mangon eol uh! Porongo pusren mwe ukuk fin kasla!
4 For this is what the LORD has told me: “I will quietly look on from My dwelling place, like shimmering heat in the sunshine, like a cloud of dew in the heat of harvest.”
LEUM GOD El fahk nu sik, “Nga ac fah ngeti inkusrao me, ac misla oana usren fol ke faht uh, fol ke faht uh, ku oana sikyak lun aunfong ke pacl in kosrani.
5 For before the harvest, when the blossom is gone and the flower becomes a ripening grape, He will cut off the shoots with a pruning knife and remove and discard the branches.
Meet liki orekeni grape uh, ke ros farengla nukewa putatla ac grape uh mwesrla, mwet lokoalok fah kunausla mwet Ethiopia — fisrasr oana ke sie mitmit ac pakela lah ke oa in grape uh.
6 They will all be left to the mountain birds of prey, and to the beasts of the land. The birds will feed on them in summer, and all the wild animals in winter.
Monin mwet mweun lalos ac fah sisila nun won ac kosro lemnak uh. In pacl fol won uh ac fah kang manolos, ac in pacl mihsrisr kosro lemnak uh ac kang manolos.”
7 At that time gifts will be brought to the LORD of Hosts— from a people tall and smooth-skinned, from a people widely feared, from a powerful nation of strange speech, whose land is divided by rivers— to Mount Zion, the place of the Name of the LORD of Hosts.
Pacl se ac tuku ke mwet loeska ac fwel mano inge, su mutunfacl uh nufon sangeng se, elos ac us mwe sang lalos nu sin LEUM GOD Kulana liki facl yohk ac ku se inge ma masrloeyukelik ke infacl puspis. Elos ac fah tuku nu ke Eol Zion, yen mwet uh alu nu sin LEUM GOD Kulana we.
