Isaiah 16
1 Send lambs as tribute to the ruler of the land, from Sela through the desert, to the mountain of the daughter of Zion.
Mangipatulodkayo kadagiti kalakian a karnero iti mangiturturay iti daga manipud Sela idiay let-ang, iti bantay ti anak a babai ti Sion.
2 The Moabite women at the fords of the Arnon are like birds fluttering around when their nest is destroyed.
Kas kadagiti billit nga agalla-alla, kas iti umok a nawara-wara, kastanto dagiti babbai iti Moab iti pagballasiwan ti karayan Arnon.
3 Think about it and make a decision. Make your shadow as invisible at midday as during the night. Hide the refugees; don't betray them as they run away.
Mangtedkayo iti bilin, ipatungpalyo ti hustisia; mangipaaykayo kadagiti linong a kasla rabii iti tengnga ti aldaw; ilemmengyo dagiti aglemlemmeng; saanyo a liputan dagiti adda ilemlemmenganna.
4 Let my refugees stay among you, Moab. Hide them from our enemies until the destroyer is no more, the destruction is over, and the aggressive invaders have gone.
Ipalubosyo a makipagnaed kadakayo dagiti kimmamang manipud iti Moab; agbalinkayo a lugar a paglemmengan para kadakuada manipud iti manangdadael.” Ta agsardengto ti panangidadanes ken agpatingganto ti pannakadadael, dagiti mangipayatpayat ket mapukawto manipud iti daga.
5 Then a kingdom will be set up based on trustworthy love, and on its throne will sit a faithful king from the line of David. He will judge fairly, and will be passionately committed to doing what is right.
Maibangonto ti maysa a trono iti kinapudno ti tulag; ket maysa a tao manipud iti tolda ni David ti sipupudno nga agtugawto sadiay. Mangukomto isuna kas panangipatungpalna iti hustisia ken panangaramidna iti kinalinteg.
6 We know all about the pride of the Moabites, how terribly vain and conceited they are, completely arrogant! But their boasting is false.
Nangngeganmi ti kinatangsit ti Moab, ti kinakuspagna, ti kinapalangguadna ken ti pungtotna. Ngem ti kinapalangguadna ket ubbaw a sasao.
7 All the Moabites grieve for Moab. They all mourn the loss of the raisin cakes of Kir-hareseth, all of them destroyed.
Isu nga agdung-aw ti Moab gapu iti Moab, agdung-aw ti amin a tattao. Agladingitkayo gapu kadagiti tinapay a pasas ti Kir Heres a naan-anay a nadadael.
8 Heshbon's fields have dried up, as have Sibmah's grapevines. The rulers of the nations have trampled down the vines that once branched out to Jazer and east towards the desert, and west as far as the sea.
Natikag dagiti taltalon ti Hesbon kasta met a nagango dagiti lanut ti ubas ti Sibma. Impayatpayat dagiti mangiturturay kadagiti nasion dagiti nalangto a lanut a dimmanon idiay Jazer ken nagsaknap iti disierto. Nagsaknap dagiti saringitna iti sabali a pagilian; dimmanon dagitoy iti ballasiw ti taaw.
9 So I cry with Jazer for Sibmah's vines; I soak Heshbon and Elealeh with my tears. Nobody shouts in celebration over your summer fruit and your harvest any more.
Pudno, makipagsangitakto iti Jazer gapu iti kaubasan ti Sibma. Sibugankayonto kadagiti luluak, Hesbon ken Eleale. Ta pinagpatinggakon dagiti pukkaw gapu iti rag-o kadagiti taltalon iti tiempo ti panagapit kadagiti bungbunga iti panawen ti kalgaw.
10 Joy and happiness are gone. Nobody celebrates in the harvest fields or the vineyards; nobody shouts happily. Nobody treads grapes in the winepresses. I have stopped their cheering.
Mapukawto ti kinaragsak ken rag-o manipud iti kakaykaywan dagiti kayo nga agbunga; ken awanto ti kankanta wenno dirdir-i gapu iti rag-o kadagiti kaubasanyo. Awanto ti agpespes iti arak kadagiti pagpespesan; pinasardengkon ti dir-i gapu iti ragragsak.
11 Heartbroken I cry for Moab like sad music on a harp; deep inside I weep for Kir-hareseth.
Isu nga agsensennaay toy pusok a kasla arpa gapu iti Moab ken ti kaunggak gapu iti Kir Heres.
12 The Moabites go and wear themselves out worshiping at their high places. They go to their shrines to pray, but it does them no good.
No agbannog ti Moab a mapan iti nangato a disso ken sumrek iti templona tapno agkararag, awanto iti pagmaayan dagiti kararagna.
13 This is the message that the Lord has already delivered about Moab.
Kastoy ti sao nga imbaga ni Yahweh maipanggep iti Moab iti naglabas.
14 But now the Lord speaks again, and says, In three years, just as a contract worker precisely counts years, Moab's glory will turn into something to be laughed at. Despite there being so many Moabites now, soon there will only be a few feeble people left.
Agsasao manen ni Yahweh, “Iti las-ud iti tallo a tawen, mapukawto ti dayag ti Moab; iti laksid dagiti adu a tattaona, manmanonto laeng dagiti mabati ken awanto ti gawayda.
