Isaiah 18
1 Woe to the land, that winged cymbal, which is beyond the rivers of Ethiopia,
Baba na anyigba si le Kus ƒe tɔsisiwo ƒe go kemɛ dzi, afi si tɔdziʋu siwo doa abala la zɔna,
2 which sends ambassadors by sea and in vessels of papyrus above the waters. Go forth, O swift Angels, to a nation which has been convulsed and torn apart, to a terrible people, after whom there is no other, to a nation apprehensive and downtrodden, whose land the rivers have spoiled.
dukɔ si dɔa amewo ɖona ɖe atsiaƒu kple tɔsisiwo dzi kple aƒlatɔdziʋu siwo ɖia du sesĩe. Midɔ ame dɔdɔ ɖeablawo ɖe dukɔ dzɔatsu si ƒe amewo kɔ, eye wo ŋu zrɔ̃ la gbɔ, dukɔ si amewo vɔ̃na le gbeta, du didiwo ke hã me, dukɔ nyanyra si fiana dzea amewo dzi hetsrɔ̃a wo; dukɔ si ƒe anyigba me tɔsisi geɖewo si to.
3 All inhabitants of the world, you who dwell upon the earth: when the sign will have been elevated on the mountains, you will see, and you will hear the blast of the trumpet.
Mi xexea me nɔlawo katã kple anyigbadzitɔwo, ne wotu aflaga ɖe towo dzi la, miakpɔe. Ne woku kpẽ la, miasee. Ale si Yehowa gblɔ nam lae nye esi:
4 For the Lord says this to me: I will be quiet, and I will consider in my place, as the light at midday is clear, and as a cloud of dew in the day of the harvest.
“Manɔ anyi kpoo anɔ nu kpɔm tso nɔnyeƒe abe ale si yame kɔnae ne ŋdɔ le ʋuʋum sesĩe la ene, abe ale si lilikpo dzaa ahũ le nuŋeɣi le dzomeŋɔli ene.”
5 For before the harvest, all was flourishing. And it will spring forth with an untimely completion, and its little branches will be pruned with a curved blade. And what is left over will be cut away and shaken off.
Elabena hafi nuŋeɣi nava yi ne seƒoƒowo hã nava yi, eye seƒoƒowo nazu wain ɖiɖi la, matsɔ hɛ̃ gobɛ la alã alɔawoe aƒu gbe.
6 And together they will be abandoned to the birds of the mountains and to the wild beasts of the earth. And the birds will be continuously on them in the summer, and all the wild beasts of the earth will winter over them.
Woagblẽ wo katã ɖi na to dzi xe ƒonuwo kple anyigbadzilãwo; xe ƒonuwo anɔ wo dzi le dzomeŋɔli, eye anyigbadzilãwo katã anɔ wo dzi le vuvɔŋɔli.
7 In that time, a gift will be carried to the Lord of hosts, from a people divided and torn apart, from a terrible people, after whom there has been no other, from an apprehensive nation, apprehensive and downtrodden, whose land the rivers have ruined, and it will be carried to the place of the name of the Lord of hosts, to mount Zion.
Ɣe ma ɣi la, dukɔ si dzɔ atsu ƒlalu, eye eŋu zrɔ̃ dredredre, dukɔ si wovɔ̃na le didiƒe ke, dukɔ si kli tsu, eye wònyaa avuzi le ame dzi, dukɔ si ƒe anyigba me tɔsisiwo to yi la, ahe nunanawo vɛ na Yehowa le Zion to la gbɔ, afi si wosubɔnɛ le.
