Jeremiah 48
1 Of Moab. The Lord of armies, the God of Israel, has said: Sorrow on Nebo, for it has been made waste; Kiriathaim has been put to shame and is taken: the strong place is put to shame and broken down.
Ha ũhoro ũkoniĩ bũrũri wa Moabi: Jehova Mwene-Hinya-Wothe, Ngai wa Isiraeli ekuuga atĩrĩ: “Wũi-ĩiya, nĩ ũndũ Nebo nĩgũkwanangwo-ĩ. Kiriathaimu nĩgũgaconorithio na gũtunyanwo; kĩĩgitĩro kĩrĩa kĩrũmu nĩgĩgaconorithio na kĩharaganio.
2 The praise of Moab has come to an end; as for Heshbon, evil has been designed against her; come, let us put an end to her as a nation. But your mouth will be shut, O Madmen; the sword will go after you.
Moabi gũtigacooka kũgaathĩrĩrio rĩngĩ; kũu Heshiboni andũ nĩmagathugunda ũrĩa megũgũũkĩrĩra, makoiga atĩrĩ: ‘Ũkai, nĩtũniinei rũrĩrĩ rũu.’ O nawe itũũra rĩa Madimeni-rĩ, nĩũgakirio ki; rũhiũ rwa njora nĩrũgagũtengʼeria.
3 There is the sound of crying from Horonaim, wasting and great destruction;
Ta thikĩrĩria mbu ĩyo ĩroigwo kũu Horonaimu, mbu nĩ ũndũ wa kũniinanwo kũnene na mwanangĩko.
4 Moab is broken; her cry has gone out to Zoar.
Bũrũri wa Moabi nĩũkonũhwo: ciana ciakuo cia ngenge nĩikaarĩra ciugĩrĩirie.
5 For by the slope of Luhith they will go up, weeping all the way; for on the way down to Horonaim the cry of destruction has come to their ears.
Marambata na njĩra ya gũthiĩ Luhithu, makĩrĩraga na ruo rũnene o magĩthiiaga; marĩ njĩra-inĩ ya gũikũrũka Horonaimu nĩmaiguĩte kĩrĩro kĩa ruo ruumĩte ngoro nĩ ũndũ wa ũrĩa kwanangĩtwo.
6 Go in flight, get away with your lives, and let your faces be turned to Aroer in the Arabah.
Mwĩtharei! Honokiai mĩoyo yanyu, tuĩkai ta kahinga karĩ werũ-inĩ.
7 For because you have put your faith in your strong places, you, even you, will be taken: and Chemosh will go out as a prisoner, his priests and his rulers together.
Tondũ wa ũrĩa wee wĩhokete ciĩko ciaku o na ũtonga waku-rĩ, o nawe nĩũgatahwo, nayo ngai ĩrĩa ĩtagwo Kemoshu nĩĩgatwarwo ithaamĩrio, ĩrĩ hamwe na athĩnjĩri-ngai, o na anene a yo.
8 And the attacker will come against every town, not one will be safe; and the valley will be made waste, and destruction will come to the lowland, as the Lord has said.
Mũniinani nĩagookĩrĩra itũũra o itũũra, na gũtirĩ itũũra rĩkahonoka. Gĩtuamba nĩgĩkaharaganio, naguo werũ ũrĩa mwaraganu wanangwo, tondũ Jehova nĩwe ugĩte ũguo.
9 Put up a pillar for Moab, for she will come to a complete end: and her towns will become a waste, without anyone living in them.
Itĩrĩriai Moabi cumbĩ, tondũ nĩrĩkonũhwo; matũũra makuo nĩmagakira ihooru, kwage mũndũ o na ũmwe ũngĩmatũũra.
10 Let him be cursed who does the Lord's work half-heartedly; let him be cursed who keeps back his sword from blood.
“Kũrumwo-rĩ, nĩ mũndũ ũrĩa ũkũruta wĩra wa Jehova arĩ na ũgũũta! Kũrumwo-rĩ, nĩ mũndũ ũrĩa ũkũgirĩrĩria rũhiũ rwake rwa njora gũita thakame!
11 From his earliest days, Moab has been living in comfort; like wine long stored he has not been drained from vessel to vessel, he has never gone away as a prisoner: so his taste is still in him, his smell is unchanged.
“Moabi atũũrĩte agaacĩire kuuma arĩ mwĩthĩ, ta ndibei ĩrĩa ĩĩkeerete, ĩkarika kĩnyita ĩtarĩ nyonoranie; we ndarĩ aatahwo agatwarwo bũrũri ũngĩ. Nĩ ũndũ ũcio mũcamo wake no ta ũrĩa warĩ tene, naguo mũtararĩko wake ndũrĩ wagarũrũka.
12 So truly, the days are coming, says the Lord, when I will send to him men who will have him turned over till there is no more wine in his vessels, and his wine-skins will be completely broken.
No matukũ nĩmarooka, rĩrĩa ngaatũma andũ arĩa monoranagia moke, nao mamuonorerie thĩ; matige ndigithũ ciake irĩ theri, na moragaange nyũngũ ciake,” ũguo nĩguo Jehova ekuuga.
13 And Moab will be shamed on account of Chemosh, as the children of Israel were shamed on account of Beth-el their hope.
“Hĩndĩ ĩyo Moabi nĩagaconoka nĩ ũndũ wa ngai ĩrĩa ĩtagwo Kemoshu, o ta ũrĩa nyũmba ya Isiraeli yaconokire, rĩrĩa meehokete Betheli.
14 How say you, We are men of war and strong fighters?
“Mwakĩhota atĩa kuuga atĩrĩ, ‘Ithuĩ tũrĩ njamba irĩ hinya, andũ marĩ ũrũme ita-inĩ’?
15 He who makes Moab waste has gone up against her; and the best of her young men have gone down to their death, says the King, whose name is the Lord of armies.
Moabi nĩgũkanangwo na matũũra makuo matharĩkĩrwo; aanake ake arĩa ega mũno magaikũrũka rĩũraganĩro-inĩ makooragwo,” nĩguo Mũthamaki ekuuga, o we ũrĩa wĩtagwo Jehova Mwene-Hinya-Wothe.
16 The fate of Moab is near, and trouble is coming on him very quickly.
“Kũgũa kwa Moabi nĩgũkinyu; mũtino wake nĩũgũũka o na ihenya.
17 All you who are round about him, give signs of grief for him, and all you who have knowledge of his name, say, How is the strong rod broken, even the beautiful branch!
Mũcakaĩrei inyuĩ arĩa othe mũtũũraga mũmũthiũrũrũkĩirie, inyuothe arĩa mũũĩ ngumo yake; ugai atĩrĩ, ‘Kaĩ rũthanju rwa ũnene nĩrunĩkangu-ĩ! Kaĩ mũthĩgi ũrĩa ũrĩ riiri nĩmunangĩku-ĩ!’
18 Come down from your glory, O people of Dibon, and take your seat in the place of the waste; for the attacker of Moab has gone up against you, sending destruction on your strong places.
“Harũrũkai mwehere riiri-inĩ ũcio wanyu, mũikare thĩ kũrĩa kũngʼaru, inyuĩ atũũri a kũu kwa Mwarĩ wa Diboni, nĩgũkorwo ũrĩa ũkaananga Moabi nĩakamũũkĩrĩra, aharaganie matũũra manyu marĩa mairigĩre na hinya.
19 O daughter of Aroer, take your station by the way, on the watch: questioning him who is in flight, and her who has got away safe, say, What has been done?
Rũgamai mũkĩra-inĩ wa barabara mwĩrorere, inyuĩ arĩa mũtũũraga Aroeri. Hooyai kĩrĩra harĩ mũndũ ũcio ũrethara, o na harĩ mũndũ-wa-nja ũcio ũroora, mũmoorie atĩrĩ, ‘Kaĩ gwĩkĩkĩte atĩa?’
20 Moab has been put to shame, she is broken: make loud sounds of grief, crying out for help; give the news in Arnon, that Moab has been made waste.
Moabi nĩmũconorithie, nĩ ũndũ nĩmũhehenje. Kayũrũrũkai na mũrĩre! Heanai ũhoro ũcio kũu Arinoni, atĩ Moabi nĩ mwanange.
21 And punishment has come on the lowlands; on Holon and Jahzah, and on Mephaath,
Matuĩro ma ciira nĩmakinyĩte bũrũri-inĩ ũrĩa mwaraganu: magakinya Holoni, na Jahaza, na Mefaathu,
22 And on Dibon, and on Nebo, and on Beth-diblathaim,
na magakinya Diboni, na Nebo, na Bethi-Dibilathaimu,
23 And on Kiriathaim, and on Beth-gamul, and on Beth-meon,
na magakinya Kiriathaimu, na Bethi-Gamuli, na Bethi-Meoni,
24 And on Kerioth, and on Bozrah, and on all the towns of the land of Moab, far and near.
na magakinya Keriothu, na Bozara: ĩĩ, nginya matũũra mothe ma Moabi, marĩ kũraya na marĩ gũkuhĩ.
25 The horn of Moab is cut off, and his arm is broken, says the Lord.
Rũhĩa rwa Moabi nĩrũrengetwo; guoko gwake nĩ kuunĩtwo,” ũguo nĩguo Jehova ekuuga.
26 Make him full of wine, for his heart has been lifted up against the Lord: and Moab will be rolling in the food he was not able to keep down, and everyone will be making sport of him.
“Mũheei njoohi anyue arĩĩo, tondũ nĩangʼathĩirie Jehova. Moabi nĩarekwo egaragarie matahĩko-inĩ make; nĩarekwo atuĩke kĩndũ gĩa gũthekererwo.
27 For did you not make sport of Israel? was he taken among thieves? for whenever you were talking about him, you were shaking your head over him.
Githĩ Isiraeli ndatuĩkĩte kĩndũ gĩa gũthekererwo nĩwe? Kaĩ aanyiitirwo arĩ gatagatĩ ka aici, atĩ nĩkĩo ũinagia kĩongo nĩkũmũnyarara, rĩrĩa rĩothe ũkwaria ũhoro wake?
28 O people of Moab, go away from the towns and take cover in the rock; be like the dove of the Arabah, which makes her living-place in holes.
Tiganĩriai matũũra manyu mũgatũũre ndwaro-inĩ cia mahiga, inyuĩ arĩa mũtũũraga Moabi. Tuĩkai ta ndutura ĩrĩa ĩyakagĩra gĩtara mũromo-inĩ wa ngurunga.
29 We have had word of the pride of Moab, how great it is; how he is lifted up in pride; and his great opinion of himself, and that his heart is lifted up.
“Nĩtũiguĩte ũhoro wa mwĩtĩĩo wa Moabi, ũrĩa aarĩ mwĩĩkĩrĩri na akeyona, tũkaigua ũhoro wa mwĩtĩĩo wake o na mwĩtũũgĩrio, o na tũkaigua ũhoro wa mwĩgaatho wa ngoro yake.
30 I have knowledge of his wrath, says the Lord, that it is nothing; his high-sounding words have done nothing.
Nĩnjũũĩ rũngʼathio rwake, no nĩ rwa tũhũ, naguo mwĩraho wake ndũrĩ ũndũ ũhingĩtie,” ũguo nĩguo Jehova ekuuga.
31 For this cause I will give cries of grief for Moab, crying out for Moab, even for all of it; I will be sorrowing for the men of Kir-heres.
“Nĩ ũndũ ũcio nĩndĩrarĩrĩra Moabi, nĩ Moabi guothe ndĩrarĩrĩra, ndĩracakaĩra andũ a Kiri-Haresethi.
32 My weeping for you, O vine of Sibmah, will be more than the weeping of Jazer: your branches have gone over the sea, stretching even to Jazer: destruction has come down on your summer fruits and your cut grapes.
Ndĩrarĩra nĩ ũndũ wanyu, o ta ũrĩa Jazeri arĩraga, inyuĩ mĩthabibũ ya Sibima. Honge cianyu itambũrũkĩte igakinya iria-inĩ; itambũrũkĩte nginya iria-inĩ rĩa Jazeri. Mũniinani nĩagũĩrĩire matunda maku marĩa meeru, o na akagwĩra thabibũ.
33 All joy is gone; no longer are they glad for the fertile field and for the land of Moab; I have made the wine come to an end from the crushing vessels: no longer will the grapes be crushed with the sound of glad voices.
Gĩkeno na gũcanjamũka nĩithirĩte kũu mĩgũnda-inĩ ya matunda, o na kũu mĩgũnda-inĩ ya Moabi. Nĩndũmĩte ndibei yage ihihĩro-inĩ ciayo; gũtirĩ mũndũ ũhihaga thabibũ kuo arĩ na mbugĩrĩrio ya gĩkeno. O na gũtuĩka nĩ kũrĩ na mbugĩrĩrio, ti mbugĩrĩrio cia gĩkeno.
34 The cry of Heshbon comes even to Elealeh; to Jahaz their voice is sounding; from Zoar even to Horonaim and to Eglath-shelishiyah: for the waters of Nimrim will become dry.
“Mĩgambo ya kĩrĩro kĩao ĩraiguuo kuuma Heshiboni o nginya Eleale na Jahazu, na kuuma Zoari o nginya Horonaimu na Egilathu-Shelishiya, tondũ o na maaĩ ma Nimurimu nĩmahũĩte.
35 And I will put an end in Moab, says the Lord, to him who is making offerings in the high place and burning perfumes to his gods.
Kũu Moabi nĩnganiina arĩa othe marutagĩra maruta kũndũ kũrĩa gũtũũgĩru, na magacinĩra ngai ciao ũbumba,” ũguo nĩguo Jehova ekuuga.
36 So my heart is sounding for Moab like the sound of pipes, and my heart is sounding like pipes for the men of Kir-heres: for the wealth he has got for himself has come to an end.
“Nĩ ũndũ ũcio ngoro yakwa nĩĩracakaĩra Moabi, nganĩrĩra o ta mũtũrirũ; ĩracakaya yanĩrĩire ta mũtũrirũ nĩ ũndũ wa andũ a Kiri-Haresethi, tondũ ũtonga ũrĩa megĩrĩire nĩmũthiru biũ.
37 For everywhere the hair of the head and the hair of the face is cut off: on every hand there are wounds, and haircloth on every body.
Mĩtwe yothe nĩmĩenje na nderu ciothe cikenjwo; guoko guothe nĩgũteme, na njohero o yothe ĩhumbĩtwo na nguo ya ikũnia.
38 On all the house-tops of Moab and in its streets there is weeping everywhere; for Moab has been broken like a vessel in which there is no pleasure, says the Lord.
Nyũmba-igũrũ guothe kũu Moabi, o na kũu iwanja-inĩ cia mũingĩ, gũtirĩ ũndũ ũngĩ tiga o gũcakaya, nĩgũkorwo nĩnjũragĩte Moabi o ta ndigithũ ya rĩũmba ĩrĩa ĩtangĩendeka nĩ mũndũ,” ũguo nĩguo Jehova ekuuga.
39 How is it broken down! how is Moab's back turned in shame! so Moab will be a cause of sport and of fear to everyone round about him.
“Hĩ! Kaĩ nĩkũmomore-ĩ! Kaĩ nĩmararĩra-ĩ! Kaĩ Moabi nĩahũndũkĩte na thuutha nĩ thoni-ĩ! Moabi atuĩkĩte kĩndũ gĩa gũthekererwo, na agatuĩka kĩndũ kĩrĩ magigi harĩ arĩa othe mamũrigiicĩirie.”
40 For the Lord has said, See, he will come like an eagle in flight, stretching out his wings against Moab.
Jehova ekuuga atĩrĩ: “Atĩrĩrĩ! Nderi nĩĩracuuhũka, ĩtambũrũkĩtie mathagu mayo igũrũ rĩa Moabi.
41 Kerioth is taken, and the strong places have been forced, and the hearts of Moab's men of war in that day will be like the heart of a woman in birth-pains.
Keriothu nĩgũgũtunyanwo, nacio ciĩhitho iria cia hinya kuo itahwo. Mũthenya ũcio-rĩ, ngoro cia njamba iria irĩ hinya cia Moabi igaatuĩka ta ngoro ya mũndũ-wa-nja akĩrũmwo.
42 And Moab will come to an end as a people, because he has been lifting himself up against the Lord.
Moabi nĩakaniinwo atige gũtuĩka rũrĩrĩ rĩngĩ, tondũ nĩangʼathĩirie Jehova.
43 Fear and death and the net have come on you, O people of Moab, says the Lord.
Inyuĩ andũ a Moabi, guoya, na kũgũa marima, o na kũgwatio na mĩtego nĩcio imwetereire,” ũguo nĩguo Jehova ekuuga.
44 He who goes in flight from the fear will be overtaken by death; and he who gets free from death will be taken in the net: for I will make this come on Moab, even the year of their punishment, says the Lord.
“Ũrĩa wothe ũkoora nĩ ũndũ wa guoya, ũcio akaagũa irima, nake ũrĩa ũkaahaica oime irima-rĩ, akaagwatio nĩ mũtego; nĩ ũndũ nĩngũtũma Moabi akinyĩrwo nĩ mwaka wa kũherithio,” ũguo nĩguo Jehova ekuuga.
45 Those who went in flight from the fear are waiting under the shade of Heshbon: for a fire has gone out from Heshbon and a flame from the house of Sihon, burning up the pride of Moab and the crown of the head of the violent ones.
“Andũ arĩa metharĩte makoorĩra ciĩruru-inĩ cia Heshiboni matirĩ na ũteithio, nĩgũkorwo mwaki nĩumĩte Heshiboni, rũrĩrĩmbĩ rũkoima gatagatĩ ka Sihoni; rũracina mothiũ ma Moabi, na rũgacina ciongo cia acio merahaga makarehe ngũĩ.
46 Sorrow is yours, O Moab! the people of Chemosh are overcome: for your sons have been taken away as prisoners, and your daughters made servants.
Wee Moabi, kaĩ ũrĩ na haaro-ĩ! Andũ a Kemoshu nĩaniine; aanake aku manyiitĩtwo mĩgwate magathaamio nao airĩtu aku magatahwo.
47 But still, I will let the fate of Moab be changed in the last days, says the Lord.
“No rĩrĩ, nĩngacookia ũgaacĩru wa Moabi matukũ-inĩ marĩa magooka,” ũguo nĩguo Jehova ekuuga. Hau nĩho mũthia wa ituĩro rĩa Moabi.
