Micah 7
1 Woe to me, for I have become just like one who gleans the clusters of the vintage in autumn. There is no cluster of grapes to consume; my soul desired figs out of season.
Hankàñe amako! fa manahake i nipòk’ amo vokan’ asara fa natontoñeoy, tsy am-pirotorotom-baloboke ho haneñe; ndra valoham-boa hampilelalela ty fiaiko.
2 The holy ones pass away from the land, and there is no one righteous among men. All wait in ambush for blood; a man hunts his brother to death.
Fa nifaoheñ’ an-tane atoy t’indaty mañori-Kake, tsy ao ty mahity am’ondatio; songa miampitse handrendreke lio, sindre mifañoroñe an-karato o mpirahalahio.
3 The evil of their hands, they call good. The leader is demanding, and the judge is yielding, and the great is speaking the desire of his soul, and they have confused it.
Fità-roe ty mahatafetetse o sata rati’eo; ipaia’ i roandriañey naho takea’ i mpizakay ty vokàñe; aboa’ ty bey ty fikitrohan-tro’e, vaho rarè’ iereo hitraoke.
4 Whoever is best among them is like a thorny plant, and he who is righteous is like a thorny hedge. The day of your inspection, your visitation, arrives. Now will be their ruination.
Hoe hìsatse ty soa am’iereo, hoe vovom-patike ty mahity ama’e; i andro ampitsatohe’o mpijilojiloy: tondroke ty fitilihañe azo; ho doboñe iereo henane zay.
5 Do not be willing to believe a friend. And do not be willing to confide in a commander. From her, who sleeps in your bosom, keep the doors of your mouth closed.
Ko miato rañetse, ko mirampy aman-atehena; amy màndre añ’araña’o eoy, itaò o soñi’oo.
6 For the son acts with contempt for the father, and the daughter rises up against her mother, the daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law, and a man’s enemies are those of his own household.
Fa mañamavo an-drae’e ty ana-dahy, miatreatre an-drene ty anak’ ampela, ty vinanto-ampela aman-drafoza’e ampela; rafelahi’ondatio t’indaty añ’akiba’e ao.
7 But I will look towards the Lord. I will wait for God, my Savior. My God will hear me.
Aa naho izaho, hitamà Iehovà; ho liñisako i Andrianañaharem-pandrombahakoy; hijanjiñe ahy t’i Andrianañahareko.
8 You, my enemy, should not rejoice over me because I have fallen. I will rise up, when I sit in darkness. The Lord is my light.
Ko mirebeke ahy, ry mpalaiñ’ ahio, ndra t’ie mikorovoke, mbe hitroatse; ndra mitobok’ añ’ieñe ao, Iehovà ro hazavàko.
9 I will carry the wrath of the Lord, because I have sinned against him, until he may judge my case and execute judgment for me. He will lead me into the light. I will behold his justice.
Ho vavèko ty haviñera’ Iehovà amy t’ie nandilatse ama’e, ampara’ te ihalalia’e ho ahy, naho ampijadoña’e zakam-pañisohañe; ie hakare’e mb’an-kazavàm-b’eo, vaho ho treako ty havantaña’e.
10 And my enemy will look, and she will be covered with confusion, she who says to me, “Where is the Lord your God?” My eyes will look upon her. Now she will be trampled underfoot like the mud of the streets.
Ho oni’ i rafelahikoy izay, vaho ho saroña’ ty hasalarañe ty nanao amako ty hoe: Aia t’Iehovà Andrianañahare’o? Ho sambae’ o masokoo, ie ho lialiàñe hoe fotak’ an-dalañe eo henane zay.
11 The day that your walls will be rebuilt, in that day the law will be far away.
Ho androm-pampitroarañe o kijoli’oo amy andro zay, hibolea’ i Hake mb’eo mbe’o.
12 In that day also, they will come towards you even from Assur, and even to the fortified cities, and from the fortified cities even to the river, and from sea to sea, and from mountain to mountain.
Ho androm-pitotsahañ’ ama’o, boak’ Asore naho i Mitsraime, boake Mitsraime pak’amy sakay; eka, boak’an-driake pak’an-driake, vaho boak’am-bohitse pak’am-bohitse,
13 And the land will be in desolation, because of its inhabitants and because of the fruit of their intentions.
Le ho koake i taney ty amo mpimone’eo, ho vale’ ty hatsivokaram-pitoloña’ iareo.
14 With your rod, pasture your people, the flock of your inheritance, living alone in the narrow forest, in the midst of Carmel. They will graze in Bashan and Gilead, as in the ancient days.
Araho an-kobai’o ondati’oo, i lia-rain-dova’o rerek’ añ’ala ao, an-teñateñan-tane marorok’ aoy; andrazo mb’e Basane naho mb’e Gilade mb’eo iereo manahake tañ’andro haehae.
15 As in the days of your departure from the land of Egypt, I will reveal miracles to him.
Manahake tañ’andro nañakarako azo an-tane Mitsraime ao, le hampiboahako raha fanjaka.
16 The nations will look, and they will be confounded at the strength of them all. They will place hand over mouth; their ears will be deaf.
Ho oni’ o kilakila’ ondatio le ho salatse ndra te maozatse; hamihim-palie am-pitàñe vaho ho valagìñe an-dravembia.
17 They will lick the dust like serpents, and, like the creeping things of the earth, they will be disturbed in their houses. They will dread the Lord our God, and they will fear you.
Ie hitsela deboke hoe mereñe, hititititike t’ie miakatse an-kijoly ao hoe merembitike hirik’ an-tane ao; hangebahebake t’ie miheo mb’am’ Iehovà Andrianañaharentika, vaho hañeveñe ama’o iereo.
18 What God is like you, who takes away iniquity and passes over the sin of the remnant of your inheritance? No longer will he send forth his fury, because he is willing to be merciful.
Ia t’i Andrianañahare hañirinkiriñe Azo, Mpañafa-kakeo, naho mampipoke ty fiolà’ o honkahonkan-dova’eo! Tsy tana’e nainai’e ty haviñera’e, vaho ifalea’e ty fiferenaiñañe.
19 He will turn back and have mercy on us. He will put away our iniquities, and he will cast all our sins into the depths of the sea.
Hiferenaiña’e indraike tika, ho lialiàm-pandia’e o hakeon-tikañeo; Eka! hahifi’o an-driake lalek’ ao o tahi’ iareoo.
20 You will give the truth to Jacob, mercy to Abraham, which you swore to our fathers from the ancient days.
Ho tolora’o havantañañe t’Iakobe, naho fiferenaiñañe t’i Avrahame, i nifantà’o aman-droae’ay haehae izay.
