Ezekiel 21
1 And the word of the Lord came to me, saying,
Le niheo amako ty tsara’ Iehovà nanao ty hoe:
2 Son of man, let your face be turned to Jerusalem, let your words be dropped in the direction of her holy place, and be a prophet against the land of Israel;
O ana’ondatio, ampiatrefo mb’e Ierosalaime ty lahara’o naho tseizo mb’amo toetse miavakeo; mitokia mb’an-tane Israeley,
3 And say to the land of Israel, These are the words of the Lord: See, I am against you, and I will take my sword out of its cover, cutting off from you the upright and the evil.
naho ano ty hoe an-tane Israele ao, Inao ty nafè’ Iehovà: Hiatrek’ azo iraho, naho hapontsoako an-traño’e ty fibarako vaho hapitsoko ama’o ty vaño naho ty tsivokatse.
4 Because I am going to have the upright and the evil cut off from you, for this cause my sword will go out from its cover against all flesh from the south to the north:
Aa kanao haitoako ama’o ndra ty vantañe ndra ty lo-tsereke, le hiakatse i traño’ey i mesolavay mb’amy ze fonga nofotse boak’ atimo pak’ avarats’ añe;
5 And all flesh will see that I the Lord have taken my sword out of its cover: and it will never go back.
vaho ho rendre’ ze atao nofotse iaby te Izaho Iehovà ty nampitsoake fibara amy traño’ey; le tsy hampoliko ka.
6 Make sounds of grief, son of man; with body bent and a bitter heart make sounds of grief before their eyes.
Miselekaiña ry ana’ondatio, am-pikoretan-troke, am-pievoñañe mafaitse aolom-pihaino’ iareo eo.
7 And when they say to you, Why are you making sounds of grief? then say, Because of the news, for it is coming: and every heart will become soft, and all hands will be feeble, and every spirit will be burning low, and all knees will be turned to water: see, it is coming and it will be done, says the Lord.
Aa ie manao ty hoe ama’o iereo, Ino o iselekaiña’oo? le hanoiñe ty hoe irehe, Ty amy talily niazokoy, fa songa hiharofotse ze arofo, sindre higebañe ze fitàñe, sambe hitoirañe ze troke, vaho hene ho letra’e hoe rano ze ongotse. Hehe te hirik’ ao re naho ho heneke hoe t’Iehovà Talè.
8 And the word of the Lord came to me, saying,
Le niheo amako ty tsara’ Iehovà:
9 Son of man, say as a prophet, These are the words of the Lord: Say, A sword, a sword which has been made sharp and polished:
O ondatio, mitokia ami’ty hoe: Hoe ty nafè’ Iehovà: Ty fibara! fa rinañitse i fibaray, vaho nampimilomilotse;
10 It has been made sharp to give death; it is polished so that it may be like a thunder-flame: ...
Sinioñe hanjamana’e, nikotriñeñe hitsopelatse hoe helatse! Hirebeke hao tika, anako? Ihe nañovoke ty kobaiñe naho ze atao tsipilo?
11 And I have given it to the polisher so that it may be taken in the hand: he has made the sword sharp, he has had it polished, to put it into the hand of him who gives death.
Fa natolotse ho kotriñeñe i mesay, ho vontitireñe am-pitañe; fa nisioñeñe, fa mimilomilotse i fibara hatolots’ am-pità’ i mpamonoiy.
12 Give loud cries and make sounds of grief, O son of man: for it has come on my people, it has come on all the rulers of Israel: fear of the sword has come on my people: for this cause give signs of grief.
Miroveta, angololoìho ondatikoo, ry ana’ ondatio, ze hene roandria’ Israeleo, fa nasese am-pibara rekets’ ondatikoo. Hete! Mipaoha fey!
Ho pok’ eo ty fitsohañe, aa vaho ho ovohe’e hao ty kobaiñe? tsy hanao izay ka, hoe t’Iehovà Talè.
14 So then, son of man, be a prophet, and put your hands together with a loud sound, and give two blows with the sword, and even three; it is the sword of those who are wounded, even the sword of the wounded; the great sword which goes round about them.
O ondatio, mitokia, mitehafa fità am-pitàñe, ampandafao fañintelo’e ty fibara, i fibara’ o hanjevoñañeoy, i fibaram-panjevoñam-bey hañarikatoke iareoy,
15 In order that hearts may become soft, and the number of those who are falling may be increased, I have sent death by the sword against all their doors: you are made like a flame, you are polished for death.
hampitranake arofo, ie maro ty hitsikapy naho hikorovoke, t’ie ampiatrefeko ami’ty lengom-pibara an-dalambei’ iareo iaby. Hehe te nampimilemilereñe, nisioñeñe hanjamañe.
16 Be pointed to the right, to the left, wherever your edge is ordered.
Lafao mb’ ankavana, paoho mb’ankavia! ndra aia’aia ty añohara’ i lelam-pibara’oy.
17 And I will put my hands together with a loud sound, and I will let my wrath have rest: I the Lord have said it.
Izaho ka ro hampipeke tañañe hañenefañe ty fifomboko; Izaho Iehovà ty nivolañe.
18 And the word of the Lord came to me again, saying,
Niheo amako ty tsara’ Iehovà:
19 And you, son of man, have two ways marked out, so that the sword of the king of Babylon may come; let the two of them come out of one land: and let there be a pillar at the top of the road:
O ‘ndatio, tendreo lalañe roe horihe’ i fibaram-panjaka’ i Baveley; songa mfototse amy taney añe. Andranjio pilàke amy tsempa’e mitsile mb’amy rovaiy mb’eo;
20 Put a pillar at the top of the road for the sword to come to Rabbah in the land of the children of Ammon, and to Judah and to Jerusalem in the middle of her.
atorò ty lalañe homba’ i fibaray mb’amy Raba’ o nte-Amoreo mb’eo naho mb’e Iehodà am’ Ierosalaime nifatrareñey mb’eo.
21 For the king of Babylon took his place at the parting of the ways, at the top of the two roads, to make use of secret arts: shaking the arrows this way and that, he put questions to the images of his gods, he took note of the inner parts of dead beasts.
Fa mijohañe am-pitsileañe eo ty mpanjaka’ i Bavele, misikily, akatrokatro’e o ana-paleo, imanea’e ontane ty saren-draha, biribirie’e ty ate.
22 At his right hand was the fate of Jerusalem, to give orders for destruction, to send up the war-cry, to put engines of war against the doors, lifting up earthworks, building walls.
Tsatok’ am-pità’e havana ao ty tamben-kizè’ Ierosalaime, hampitroara’e famofohan-dalañe, hikaike fanjamanañe, hikoike aly, hampirampia’e bodam-pamofohañe an-dalambey eo, naho hamotry fanongàñe vaho handranjy rafem-panameañe.
23 And this answer given by secret arts will seem false to those who have given their oaths and have let them be broken: but he will keep the memory of evil-doing so that they may be taken.
Toe hatao’ iereo t’ie sikily vìlañe, ty amo nanao fanta jadoñeo; f’ie nampitiahieñe o hakeoo, hitsepahañe iareo.
24 For this cause the Lord has said: Because you have made your evil-doing come to mind by the uncovering of your wrongdoing, causing your sins to be seen in all your evil-doings; because you have come to mind, you will be taken in them.
Aa le hoe t’Iehovà Talè: Kanao nitiahie’areo o hamengoha’areoo, ie afa-domboke o tahi’areoo, naho zoeñe amo sata’areo iaby o hakeo’areoo. Amy te fa nitiahieñe nahareo, le fa rinambe am-pitañe.
25 And you, O evil one, wounded to death, O ruler of Israel, whose day has come in the time of the last punishment;
Le ihe ry roandria lo-tsere’ Israele, fa tondroke i andro’oy, an-tsa’ hampigadoñan-kakeo,
26 This is what the Lord has said: Take away the holy head-dress, take off the crown: this will not be again: let that which is low be lifted up, and that which is high be made low.
hoe ty nafè’ Iehovà Talè, Endaho i sabakay, afaho i halam-bolamenay; tsy ho tambatse eo henaneo. Aonjoñe i epakey, afotsake i mitiotiotsey.
27 I will let it be overturned, overturned, overturned: this will not be again till he comes whose right it is; and I will give it to him.
Hafoteko, hafoteko, hafoteko le tsy hanoeñe ka! ampara’ te totsak’ eo ty manan-jo hanolorako Aze.
28 And you, son of man, say as a prophet, This is what the Lord has said about the children of Ammon and about their shame: Say, A sword, even a sword let loose, polished for death, to make it shining so that it may be like a flame:
Aa ihe, ana’ ondatio, mitokia, le ano ty hoe, Hoe ty nafè’ Iehovà Talè ty amo ana’ i Amoneo, ty amy fañinjea’ iareoy, ty hoe: Ry fibara, ry fibara tsinoake hanjamañe: nikotriñeñe hamongotse, pak’ am-para’e, ty amy fimilomilora’ey.
29 Your vision is to no purpose, your use of secret arts gives a false answer, to put it on the necks of evil-doers who are wounded to death, whose day has come, in the time of the last punishment.
Ie taroñen’ aroñarom-bìlan-drehe, anikiliañe vande, hampipetahañe azo am-pititiha’ o lo-tsereke ho vonoeñeo, ie fa tsatoke ty andro’ iareoo, an-tsam-pigadoñan-kaloloañe.
30 Go back into your cover. In the place where you were made, in the land from which you were taken, I will be your judge.
Ampolio an-traño-meso’e ao re! Amy namoroñañe azoy, an-tane nihirifa’o añe ty hizakako azo.
31 And I will let loose my burning passion on you, breathing out on you the fire of my wrath: and I will give you up into the hands of men like beasts, trained to destruction.
Hakofòko ama’o ty hatorifihako, ho tiofeko ama’o ty afom-piforoforoako, naho haseseko am-pità’ ondaty bibi’e, za-panjevoñañe.
32 You will be food for the fire; your blood will be drained out in the land; there will be no more memory of you: for I the Lord have said it.
Ho fandrehetañ’ afo irehe, ho añivon-tane ao ty lio’o, tsy ho tiahy ka, fa Izaho Iehovà ty nitsara.
