Isaiah 17
1 The word about Damascus. See, they have made Damascus a town no longer; it has become a waste place.
“Laba Ddamasiko tekikyali kibuga, kifuuse matongo.
2 Her towns are unpeopled for ever; there the flocks take their rest in peace, without fear.
Ebibuga bya Aloweri babidduseemu: birirekerwa ensolo mwe zinaagalamiranga nga tewali azikanga.
3 The strong tower has gone from Ephraim, and the kingdom from Damascus: the rest of Aram will come to destruction, and be made like the glory of the children of Israel, says the Lord of armies.
Ekigo eky’amaanyi kirisaanyizibwawo mu Efulayimu, n’obwakabaka mu Ddamasiko bulimalibwawo; naye abalisigalawo mu Busuuli, baliba n’ekitiibwa ng’eky’abaana ba Isirayiri,” bw’ayogera Mukama Katonda ow’Eggye.
4 And it will be in that day that the glory of Jacob will be made small, and the strength of his body will become feeble.
“Awo olulituuka ku lunaku luli, ekitiibwa kya Yakobo kirikendeera; era akoggere ddala.
5 And it will be like a man cutting the growth of his grain, pulling together the heads of the grain with his arm; even as when they get in the grain in the valley of Rephaim.
Ne kiba ng’omukunguzi bw’akuŋŋaanya eŋŋaano, n’omukono gwe ne gukungula empeke; weewaawo kiriba ng’omuntu bw’alonda ebinywa by’eŋŋaano mu Kiwonvu kya Lefayimu.
6 But it will be like a man shaking an olive-tree, something will still be there, two or three berries on the top of the highest branch, four or five on the outside branches of a fertile tree, says the Lord, the God of Israel.
Naye mulisigalamu ebinywa ebirondererwa ng’omuzeyituuni bwe gubeera nga gukubiddwa, ne guleka ebibala bibiri oba bisatu waggulu ku busongezo, bina oba bitaano ku busongezo bw’omuti omugimu,” bw’ayogera Mukama, Katonda wa Isirayiri.
7 In that day a man's heart will be turned to his Maker, and his eyes to the Holy One of Israel.
Ku lunaku luli abantu balirowooza ku Mutonzi waabwe, n’amaaso gaabwe galikyukira Omutukuvu wa Isirayiri.
8 He will not be looking to the altars, the work of his hands, or to the wood pillars or to the sun-images which his fingers have made.
So tebalirowooza ku byoto bya balubaale baabwe, emirimu gy’emikono gyabwe, be beekolera, oba empagi za katonda wa Baasera oba ebyoto kwe bootereza obubaane.
9 In that day your towns will be like the waste places of the Hivites and the Amorites which the children of Israel took for a heritage, and they will come to destruction.
Mu biro ebyo ebibuga byabwe eby’amaanyi Abayisirayiri bye baabalesa, biriba ng’ebifo ebyameramu ebisaka ne kalandalugo. Byonna birisigala matongo.
10 For you have not given honour to the God of your salvation, and have not kept in mind the Rock of your strength; for this cause you made a garden of Adonis, and put in it the vine-cuttings of a strange god;
Weerabidde Katonda Omulokozi wo, so tojjukidde Lwazi lwa maanyi go; kyova osimbamu ebisimbe eby’okukusanyusa n’osigamu omuzabbibu oguvudde ebweru.
11 In the day of your planting you were watching its growth, and in the morning your seed was flowering: but its fruit is wasted away in the day of grief and bitter sorrow.
Wadde obisimba bulungi nnyo ne bimera ku lunaku lw’obisimbye, era ne bimerusa ensigo ku makya kwennyini kwe bisimbiddwa, tolibaako ky’okungula wabula obulumi obutawonyezeka n’ennaku ey’ekitalo.
12 Ah! the voice of peoples, like the loud sounding of the seas, and the thundering of great nations rushing on like the bursting out of waters!
Woowe oluyoogaano olw’amawanga amangi, bawuluguma ng’okuwuluguma kw’ennyanja esiikuuse! Okuwuluguma kw’abantu, bawuluguma ng’amazzi agayiika n’amaanyi amangi!
13 But he will put a stop to them, and make them go in flight far away, driving them like the waste of the grain on the tops of the mountains before the wind, and like the circling dust before the storm.
Wadde amawanga galiwuuma n’okuwulikika ne gawulikika ng’amazzi agayiika n’amaanyi amangi, Mukama bw’aligagoba, galibulawo mbagirawo. Galiba ng’ebisusunku bwe bitwalibwa empewo; era ng’enfuufu ekunta nga yeetooloola, enkuba ng’eneetera okutonnya.
14 In the evening there is fear, and in the morning they are gone. This is the fate of those who take our goods, and the reward of those who violently take our property for themselves.
Entiisa ey’amaanyi eribagwako akawungeezi. Buliba tebunnakya ng’abalabe bonna tewakyali. Guno gwe mugabo gw’abo abatunyaga, era y’empeera y’abo abatunyagako ebyaffe.
