Isaiah 32
1 Behold, a king will reign in righteousness, and princes will rule with justice.
Oniño te hifelek’ an-kavañonañe ty mpanjaka, vaho hifehe an-katò o roandriañeo.
2 Each will be like a shelter from the wind, a refuge from the storm, like streams of water in a dry land, like the shadow of a great rock in an arid land.
Le hanahake ty fipalirañe ami’ty tioke t’indaty, naho hoe fitampiñañe ami’ty lihits’ orañe, hoe rano mitsiritsioke an-tane kànkañe, hambañe ami’ty tevam-bato ialofañe an-tane kirikintañe ao.
3 Then the eyes of those who see will no longer be closed, and the ears of those who hear will listen.
Le tsy hakipe ty fihaino’ o mahaisakeo; vaho hitsendreñe ty ravembia mahajanjiñe.
4 The mind of the rash will know and understand, and the stammering tongue will speak clearly and fluently.
Haharendre-kilala ty fivetsevetse bei-àreke, hiaren-tsaontsy ty famele’ o mènekeo.
5 No longer will a fool be called noble, nor a scoundrel be respected.
Tsy hatao vañoñe ka ty dagola, le tsy hatao matarike ty tsivokatse;
6 For a fool speaks foolishness; his mind plots iniquity. He practices ungodliness and speaks falsely about the LORD; he leaves the hungry empty and deprives the thirsty of drink.
Amy te mivolam-borosode ty gege, mikitro-draha raty ty tro’e, hitoloñe tsy aman-Kake, hivolañ’ ota am’ Iehovà, kefohe’e ty tro’ i saliko, vaho kapaihe’e ty fitovi’ i taliñiereñey.
7 The weapons of the scoundrel are destructive; he hatches plots to destroy the poor with lies, even when the plea of the needy is just.
Tsy vente’e ty harao’ o tsivokatseo; kiniae’e loza an-tambaimbaiñe o rarakeo, ndra te mivolan-to i misotriy.
8 But a noble man makes honorable plans; he stands up for worthy causes.
Misafiry fatarihañe ty matarike, naho i fatariha’e ty ijadoña’e.
9 Stand up, you complacent women; listen to me. Give ear to my word, you overconfident daughters.
Miongaha ry rakemba miagarègañeo, janjiño o feokoo; ry anak’ampela mitabonìtseo anoloro sofiñe o lañonakoo.
10 In a little more than a year you will tremble, O secure ones. For the grape harvest will fail and the fruit harvest will not arrive.
Ho ampoheke nahareo te peake ty taoñe tovoñañ’ andro ry tsidaredareo; fa tsy hamokatse o vaheo, tsy ho toly i fanontonañey.
11 Shudder, you ladies of leisure; tremble, you daughters of complacency. Strip yourselves bare and put sackcloth around your waists.
Mititititiha, ry miaiñañoleñañeo, mimahimahiña ry miandrañandrañeo; mañametsametsà, miboridaña, misikina gony an-tohake
12 Beat your breasts for the pleasant fields, for the fruitful vines,
Mikabokaboha araña ty amo tonda nisoao, naho amo vahe niregoregoo,
13 and for the land of my people, overgrown with thorns and briers— even for every house of merriment in this city of revelry.
ty amy tane-hoba’ ondatikoy, ie itiriam-patike naho hisatse; eka, ty amo anjomba mitsinjakeo vaho i rova mandia taròbay.
14 For the palace will be forsaken, the busy city abandoned. The hill and the watchtower will become caves forever— the delight of wild donkeys and a pasture for flocks—
Fa kòake i anjombam-panjakay, babangoañe i rova nitsitsike ondatiy; fa lakato nainai’e ty haboa naho ty fijilovañ’abo fa fitsamboañam-birike lý naho fiandraza’ o lia-raikeo
15 until the Spirit is poured out upon us from on high. Then the desert will be an orchard, and the orchard will seem like a forest.
ampara’ te adoañe amantika ty Arofo boak’ añ’abo, ie ho tete-kobokara ty ratraratra, vaho atao ty hoe ala ty tonda vokatse.
16 Then justice will inhabit the wilderness, and righteousness will dwell in the fertile field.
Himoneñe am-patrambey ao amy zao ty hatò, vaho hañialo an-tonda kobokara ao ty havantañañe.
17 The work of righteousness will be peace; the service of righteousness will be quiet confidence forever.
Hamokatse fierañerañañe ty havañonañe, hahatoly fianjiñañe naho fatokisañe nainai’e ty hamarentane.
18 Then my people will dwell in a peaceful place, in safe and secure places of rest.
Hitoboke añ’akibam-pañanintsiñe ondatikoo, naho am-pipaliran-tsoa, vaho am-pitofàñe mipendreñe.
19 But hail will level the forest, and the city will sink to the depths.
Manahake te mihotrake ty amy havandray i alay; t’ie harèke ambane i rovay.
20 Blessed are those who sow beside abundant waters, who let the ox and donkey range freely.
Haha nahareo mpitongy añ’olon-drano iabio, o mampidada ty tombo’ o añombeo naho o borìkeo.
