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.
In Nyar Babulon Mangili bed piny e buru; bed piny e lowo kionge loch in nyar jo-Babulon. Ok nochak oluongi ni nyako ma dende yom kendo ma jaber.
2 Take millstones and grind flour; remove your veil; strip off your skirt, bare your thigh, and wade through the streams.
Kawuru nyiponge mondo ureg-go mogo; goluru leso ma uumogo wengeu. Ngʼwanuru lepu mondo ungʼadgo aore.
3 Your nakedness will be uncovered and your shame will be exposed. I will take vengeance; I will spare no one.”
Dugu biro neno kendo wichkuot maru nonenre e lela. Abiro chulo kuor; kendo onge ngʼama notony.
4 Our Redeemer—the LORD of Hosts is His name— is the Holy One of Israel.
Jareswa, Jehova Nyasaye Maratego e nyinge, en e Jal Maler mar Israel.
5 “Sit in silence and go into darkness, O Daughter of Chaldea. For you will no longer be called the queen of kingdoms.
Bed mokuyo kendo ilingʼ thi, in nyar Babulon; nimar ok nochak oluong ni ruoth madhako mar pinje.
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.
Kane iya owangʼ gi joga to ne ajwangʼogi mi aweyogi ka gima ok gin ogandana awuon; ne achiwogi e lweti, kendo ne ok ikechogi. To bende ne iketo tingʼ mapek nyaka ne joma oti.
7 You said, ‘I will be queen forever.’ You did not take these things to heart or consider their outcome.
Ne iwacho niya, Abiro dhi nyime kaka ruoth madhako nyaka chiengʼ! To ne ok iparo gigi maber bende ne ok igo machiemo kuom gik manyalo timore.
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.’
“Koro lingʼ thi, in ngʼat moowre marach makawore ni nigi ngima mamalo, kendo iwacho e chunyi iwuon ni, ‘An ema antie kendo onge moro ma dirom koda, ok nachal gi dhako ma chwore otho kata nyithinda ok notho.’
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.
Gik moko ariyogi nochopni, e sa machwok kende e odiechiengʼ achiel: nyithindi notho kendo inibed dhako ma chwore otho. Masichegi duto nochopni, kendo timbe ajuoke gi ris miritorigo ok nokonyi.
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.’
Isegeno kuom timbeni mamono kendo isewacho e chunyi ni, ‘Onge ngʼama nena.’ Ngʼeyoni gi riekoni osewuondi kiwacho e chunyi ni, ‘An kenda ema antie, onge machielo.’
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.
Masira biro maki, mi ok ningʼe kaka digole kuomi. Adier kwongʼ nogore kuomi ma ok initieki gi misango, ee chandruok maduongʼ ma ok inyal neno sani biro choponi.
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!
“Med dhiyo nyime gi timbegi mag jwok kod timbegi mangʼeny mag ajuoke, misebedo kitimo nyaka ia e nyathi; mondo waneane ka digikonyi kata dibwog ji.
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.
Rieko duto mosengʼadni osemana tieki! Koro we jokorgigo obi, jogo makoro wach dwe ka dwe karango sulwe, weyane giresi e gik mabiro timoreni.
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.
Adiera gichalo mana tiangʼ, mach biro wangʼogi duto. Ok ginyal resore kata gin giwegi e teko mar mach. Kaonge makaa kata mach minyalo hoyo.
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.
Mago duto e gik magi nyalo timoni kuom gik ma isechandorine ka itiyo matek nyaka aa tin-ni. Moro ka moro nokwangʼ, kochiko yore owuon kendo onge ngʼama noresi.”
