< Isaiah 47 >

1 “Go down and sit in the dust, O Virgin Daughter of Babylon. Sit on the ground without a throne, O Daughter of Chaldea! For you will no longer be called tender or delicate.
Babylon chanu theng hungsuh in, chule vutvai lah’a touvin. Ajeh iham itileh laltouna’a natouna nikho ho kichaiya ahitai. Vo Babylon chanu, nangma itih’a jong dei’un, lungnem le kidang dehset leng chanu nakiti kiti talou hel ding ahitai.
2 Take millstones and grind flour; remove your veil; strip off your skirt, bare your thigh, and wade through the streams.
Sumhei song gihtah ho chu la’n lang chule chang chu kigoi tan. Na pon lukhuh kiho doh’in, chule na ponchol chu kihodoh inlang miho muthei jin kilangdoh in.
3 Your nakedness will be uncovered and your shame will be exposed. I will take vengeance; I will spare no one.”
Sagoh keova naum’a chule jachat umtah’a na kihal ding ahije. Keiman khotona neilou hella keiman nachunga phuba kalah ding ahi.
4 Our Redeemer—the LORD of Hosts is His name— is the Holy One of Israel.
Ei-Huhhingpau hi Israel Athengpa chu ahi jengin, amin chu Van munhoa um Pakai Sepaite ahiuve.
5 “Sit in silence and go into darkness, O Daughter of Chaldea. For you will no longer be called the queen of kingdoms.
Vo Babylon mel hoinu, tun muthim lah’a touvin lang, thip beh in um'in. Nangma Lengam jouse Lengnu tia na kihekit talou helding ahitai.
6 I was angry with My people; I profaned My heritage, and I placed them under your control. You showed them no mercy; even on the elderly you laid a most heavy yoke.
Ajeh chu Keima ka lhenchomte chunga kalung ahan jeh’a, amaho hi nangma ka gimbolsah’a, na khutna kana pehdoh hija ahi. Hinla nangma Babylon’in achunguva khotona nachan tapon, nangman upa tah ho jong nana bolsen ahi.
7 You said, ‘I will be queen forever.’ You did not take these things to heart or consider their outcome.
Nangman ‘keima vannoi pum pia lengnua kapan jing ding ahi,’natin ahi. Nangman nachon chan ho nung gelkitna naneipon, hiho chun ipi ahin lhut ding ham tijong na geldohpoi.
8 So now hear this, O lover of luxury who sits securely, who says to herself, ‘I am, and there is none besides me. I will never be a widow or know the loss of children.’
Nomsa’a kitha ol le ima asuboi ding neiluva kigel, nopsahna ngailua leng gam, hiche hi ngaiton. Nangman, ‘Keima bou hi kahitai, chule adang koima aumtapoi. Keima meithai kahi lou hel ding, chule kachate jong manglou diu ahi’ tin naseije.
9 These two things will overtake you in a moment, in a single day: loss of children, and widowhood. They will come upon you in full measure, in spite of your many sorceries and the potency of your spells.
Doi them nahina le ailhim them nahi jeng vanga, hetman lou kah’a meithai le nachate manthaina ding, ani gella thonlouva, nachunga hung lhung ding ahitai.
10 You were secure in your wickedness; you said, ‘No one sees me.’ Your wisdom and knowledge led you astray; you told yourself, ‘I am, and there is none besides me.’
Na gitlou engsetna koiman ei mupoi, tia bit keija um dinga kigel’a nahi. Hinla nachihna le nahetna chun napui mang ahin, chule ‘Keibou kahi, adang aum tapoi, tia nasei ahi.
11 But disaster will come upon you; you will not know how to charm it away. A calamity will befall you that you will be unable to ward off. Devastation will happen to you suddenly and unexpectedly.
Hitia hi manthaina chun nahin phah ding, chule hichu nangman iti nama jongle nanan jou lou hel ding ahitai. Mahthahna chun nahin lon vuh khum ding, chuteng nangma nahung doh theina ding jong na kiboldoh jou lou hel ding ahi. Na kigin louhel petna hahsat nan phulou helouva nahin phah ding ahi.
12 So take your stand with your spells and with your many sorceries, with which you have wearied yourself from your youth. Perhaps you will succeed; perhaps you will inspire terror!
Tunna ai’lhim themna ho’u chu mangcha tem’in! Hiche kum ho sunga namit-phel doi choi hou, kum hijat chengsea ho chu mangcha temu’vin! Thilpha phabep beh aboldoh maitheiju hichume. Hicheho chun koi ham khat na kikichatsah theiju ahi.
13 You are wearied by your many counselors; let them come forward now and save you— your astrologers who observe the stars, who monthly predict your fate.
Thumopna nakimu ho jouse hin nasuh chol bep’u ahi. Na Ashi lekhathemho jou seu, lhaseh’a thil hung lhung ding seiho chu, hoilamba gei’uva hitam? Amaho chu hung ding doh’u hen chule khonunga ahung lhung dinga konin nahuhdoh’u hen.
14 Surely they are like stubble; the fire will burn them up. They cannot deliver themselves from the power of the flame. There will be no coals to warm them or fire to sit beside.
Hinla amaho chu meiya kihal changpol tobangbep ahiuvin; meikouva konna amaho tah kihuh doh jou lou ding ahiuve. Ama hoa konna panpina imacha nakimu lou hel dingu, amei tinau muna jong lumsahna dinga toujong ngailouva ahitai.
15 This is what they are to you— those with whom you have labored and traded from youth— each one strays in his own direction; not one of them can save you.
Chule nagol ho jouse chu, nachapan laiya patna nakivei chankhom piho chu nakanau kijah mosah’uva, alampi cheh’uva kiche mang diu, napen aw jong kijah mosah ding ahitauve.

< Isaiah 47 >