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.
Sūtait jērus zemes valdītājam no Zelas pa tuksnesi uz Ciānas meitas kalnu.
2 The Moabite women at the fords of the Arnon are like birds fluttering around when their nest is destroyed.
Jo kā putni no ligzdas izdzīti skraida, tā būs Moaba meitas pie Arnonas pārceļamām vietām.
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.
Dodiet padomu, nesiet tiesu, dariet pavēni pašā dienas vidū kā naktī; apslēp izdzītos, nedari bēdzēju zināmu!
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.
Lai mani izdzītie tavā starpā piemīt, Moab, esi tu viņiem par patvērumu no postītāja! Jo spaidītājam nāks gals, postīšana beigsies, saminēji no zemes taps izdeldēti.
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.
Un goda krēsls ir stiprināts caur žēlastību, un uz tā sēž ar patiesību Dāvida dzīvoklī tas, kas tiesu spriež un tiesu kopj un prot taisnību.
6 We know all about the pride of the Moabites, how terribly vain and conceited they are, completely arrogant! But their boasting is false.
Moaba lepnību esam dzirdējuši, ka tas ļoti lepns, viņa augstprātību un lepnību un viņa pārgalvību un viņa tukšo lielību.
7 All the Moabites grieve for Moab. They all mourn the loss of the raisin cakes of Kir-hareseth, all of them destroyed.
Tādēļ Moabs kauks par Moabu, visi kopā kauks; par Ķirarezetes pamatiem jūs nopūtīsieties, tie pavisam salauzīti.
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.
Jo Hešbonas druvas postītas, arī Sibmas vīna koks - tautu valdnieki saminuši viņa brangos stādus, tie sniedzās līdz Jaēzerai un stiepās pa tuksnesi, viņa zari izplētās un cēlās pār jūru.
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.
Tāpēc es gauži raudu kā Jaēzera par Sibmas vīna koku; es tevi slacināju ar savām asarām, Hešbona un Eleale; jo pār taviem vasaras augļiem un pār tavu pļaušanu nākusi kara kliegšana.
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.
Tā ka prieks un līksmība atņemti no dārziem, un vīna kalnos nedzied un negavilē. Vīna spiedējs vīna nemin vīna spaidā, prieka dziesmām esmu licis mitēties.
11 Heartbroken I cry for Moab like sad music on a harp; deep inside I weep for Kir-hareseth.
Tāpēc manas iekšas trīc par Moabu kā kokle un mana sirds par Ķirarezeti.
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.
Un notiks, kad Moabs rādīsies un nomocīsies elku kalnā un ies pielūgt savā svētā vietā, tad viņš nespēs nenieka.
13 This is the message that the Lord has already delivered about Moab.
Šis ir tas vārds, ko Tas Kungs ir runājis pret Moabu sen laiku.
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.
Bet nu Tas Kungs runā un saka: pa trim gadiem, kādi ir algādža gadi, Moaba godība taps kaunā ar visu lielo ļaužu pulku, un kas atliek, to būs gauži maz, ne daudz.
