Micah 1
1 This is the word of the LORD that came to Micah the Moreshite in the days of Jotham, Ahaz, and Hezekiah, kings of Judah—what he saw regarding Samaria and Jerusalem:
Ty tsara’ Iehovà niheo amy Mikà nte-Moresete tañ’andro’ Iotame naho i Akhaze vaho Iekezkia mpanjaka’ Iehoda; i nioni’e ty amy Somerone naho Ierosalaimey.
2 Hear, O peoples, all of you; listen, O earth, and everyone in it! May the Lord GOD bear witness against you, the Lord from His holy temple.
Kila mijanjiña ry ondatio; mañaoña ry tane, naho ze hene ama’e ao; fa hanesek’ anahareo t’Iehovà Talè, i Talè boak’añ’Anjomba’e Masiñe.
3 For behold, the LORD comes forth from His dwelling place; He will come down and tread on the high places of the earth.
Heheke te miavotse i toe’ey t’Iehovà, hizotso mb’etoa, handialia o haboa’ ty tane toio.
4 The mountains will melt beneath Him, and the valleys will split apart, like wax before the fire, like water rushing down a slope.
Hitranak’ ambane’e eo o vohitseo, naho ho vaky o vavataneo, manahake ty takafotse añatrefa’ ty afo eo, naho rano nadoandoañe am-piroroñañe.
5 All this is for the transgression of Jacob and the sins of the house of Israel. What is the transgression of Jacob? Is it not Samaria? And what is the high place of Judah? Is it not Jerusalem?
Fonga ty amo fiolà’ Iakobeo, naho o tahi’ i anjomba’ Israeleio; Ino i hakeo’ Iakobey? Tsy i Somerone hao? Aia o ankaboa’ Iehodao? Tsy e Ierosalaime hao?
6 Therefore I will make Samaria a heap of rubble in the open field, a planting area for a vineyard. I will pour her stones into the valley and expose her foundations.
Aa le hanoeko fivotrim-porompotse an-tetek’ ao ty Somerone, ho tanem-bahe; naho haparatsiako am-bavatane ao o vato’eo, vaho haboako o mananta’eo.
7 All her carved images will be smashed to pieces; all her wages will be burned in the fire, and I will destroy all her idols. Since she collected the wages of a prostitute, they will be used again on a prostitute.
Ho demodemoheñe iaby o samposampo’eo, le ho forototoeñe añ’afo ao o nibanabanaeñe ama’eo; ho rotsaheko iaby o saren-drahare’eo, fa natonto’e an-tamben-karapilo, le hibalike ho tamben-tsimirirañe.
8 Because of this I will lament and wail; I will walk barefoot and naked. I will howl like a jackal and mourn like an ostrich.
Aa le hangoihoy naho hikoiakoiake iraho, hihalo naho hibongy te handeha; hanao fitrèn-drimo vaho fandalàm-boron-tsatrañe.
9 For her wound is incurable; it has reached even Judah; it has approached the gate of my people, as far as Jerusalem itself.
Tsy lefe hahàñe o fere’eo, fa nandakake mb’e Iehoda ao; fa nahatakatse ty lalambei’ ondatikoo; Eka, pak’ e Ierosalaime ao.
10 Do not tell it in Gath; do not weep at all. Roll in the dust in Beth-leaphrah.
Ko taroñe’o e Gate añe, ko mirovetse; mivarimbariña an-davenok’ ao ty amy anjomba’ i Ofrày.
11 Depart in shameful nakedness, O dwellers of Shaphir. The dwellers of Zaanan will not come out. Beth-ezel is in mourning; its support is taken from you.
Mihelaña mb’eo ry mpimoneñe e Safire ao; ami’ty hameñaram-piboridaña’o; tsy lefe ty fivoratsaha’ o mpimone’ i Tsa’ananeo; mangololoike ty Bete’haetsele hasinta’e ama’o ty fijohaña’o.
12 For the dwellers of Maroth pined for good, but calamity came down from the LORD, even to the gate of Jerusalem.
Mifeak’ am-pitamàñe hasoa o mpimone’ i Maròteo fe nivotrak’ an-dalambei’ Ierosalaime eo boak’ am’ Iehovà ty hankàñe.
13 Harness your chariot horses, O dweller of Lachish. You were the beginning of sin to the Daughter of Zion, for the transgressions of Israel were found in you.
Feheo amo sareteo o soavalao, ry mpimone’ i Lakìse, ihe namototse ty hakeo’ i anak’ ampela’ i Tsioney, vaho nizoeñe ama’o o fiolà’ Israeleo.
14 Therefore, send farewell gifts to Moresheth-gath; the houses of Achzib will prove deceptive to the kings of Israel.
Aa le ho banabanae’o ravoravom-piavotañe ty Moresete-Gate; ho famañahiañe amo mpanjaka’ Israeleo o anjomba’ i Akzìbeo.
15 I will again bring a conqueror against you, O dweller of Mareshah. The glory of Israel will come to Adullam.
Mbore haseseko ama’o ty mpitavañe, ry mpimone’ i Maresà; himoak’ Adolame ao ty enge’ Israele.
16 Shave yourselves bald and cut off your hair in mourning for your precious children; make yourselves as bald as an eagle, for they will go from you into exile.
Mipeaha irehe, miharata ty amo anake mahafale azoo; indrao ty hasola’o hifanahak’ ami’ty koáke, ie hieng’azo mb’an-drohy mb’eo.
