Isaiah 17
1 A message about Damascus. Look, Damascus will cease to exist as city. Instead it will become a pile of ruins.
Ko te poropitianga mo Ramahiku. Nana, kua kore a Ramahiku hei pa; ka puranga kau.
2 The towns of Aroer will be abandoned. Flocks will live in the streets and rest there, because there won't be anyone to chase them away.
Kua mahue nga pa o Aroere; mo nga kahui era, ka takoto ratou, te ai he kaiwhakawehi.
3 The fortified city will disappear from Ephraim, Damascus will no longer be a kingdom, and those that are left of the Arameans will be like the lost glory of Israel, declares the Lord Almighty.
Ka kore ano he pa kaha mo Eparaima, he kingitanga mo Ramahiku, he toenga ranei o Hiria: ka rite ratou ki te kororia o nga tama a Iharaira, e ai ta Ihowa o nga mano.
4 At that time the glory of Jacob will fade away; he will lose his strength.
Na i taua ra ka meinga te kororia o Hakaopa kia tupuhi, ka hiroki haere hoki te ngako o ona kikokiko.
5 It will look as empty as fields after reapers have harvested the grain, gathering up the grain in their arms. It will be like when people pick the heads of grain in the Valley of Rephaim.
A ka rite ki ta te kaitapahi kohikohinga i te witi, ki te tapahanga hoki a ona ringa i nga hua witi; ae, ka rite ki te hamunga o nga hua witi i te raorao i Repaima.
6 Yet there will be some left behind, like an olive tree that has been shaken—two or three ripe olives are left at the top of the tree, four or five on its lower branches, declares the Lord, the God of Israel.
Otiia e toe ano etahi karepe hei hamunga; ka rite ki te ruiruinga o te oriwa; e rua, e toru nga oriwa i te pito o to runga rawa peka, e wha, e rima i te peka i waho rawa, i te mea whai hua, e ai ta Ihowa, ta te Atua o Iharaira.
7 At that time people will pay attention to their Creator and look to the Holy One of Israel.
I taua ra ka titiro he tangata ki tona Kaihanga, ka anga ona kanohi ki te Mea Tapu o Iharaira.
8 They won't believe in the altars they built and the idols they made; they will not look to the Asherah poles or the altars of incense.
E kore ano e titiro ki nga aata i hanga nei e ona ringa, e kore e anga ki te mea i mahia e ona maihao, ki nga Aherimi ranei, ki nga whakapakoko ranei.
9 At that time their fortified cities will be like places left to be taken over by bushes and trees, just as they were previously abandoned when the Israelites invaded. The country will become completely desolate.
I taua ra ka rite ona pa kaha ki te wahi i whakarerea i te ngahere, i te tihi ano o te maunga, i whakarerea ra i te aroaro o nga tama a Iharaira; na ko te ngaromanga.
10 You have forgotten the God who saves you; you have not remembered the Rock who protects you. So, even though you plant beautiful plants and grow exotic vines,
Kua wareware hoki koe ki te Atua o tou whakaoranga, a kua kahore i mahara ki te kamaka o tou kaha, mo reira ka whakatupuria e koe he mea ataahua, ka whakatokia ano ki te peka ke:
11 even though you make them grow on the day that you plant them, and have them blossom in the morning that you sow them, your harvest will heap of trouble on a day of grief and pain that cannot be cured.
I te ra e whakato ai koe, ka taiepatia e koe, a i te ata matomato tonu tau i whakato ai: i te ra ia o te pouri, o te mamae ngau kino, ka memeha atu te kotinga.
12 Disaster is coming to the many nations that growl, growling like the raging sea! Disaster is coming to the peoples who roar, roaring like thundering waters!
Anana, te ngangau o nga iwi maha, e nge ana ano he haruru no nga moana! me te rere o nga iwi, e wawa ana koia ano kei te turituri o nga wai nunui!
13 The nations roar like the roaring of crashing waves. But he confronts them, and they run far away, blown by the wind like chaff on the mountains, like tumbleweeds driven by a storm.
Ano ko te taheke o nga wai maha te haruru o nga iwi; otiia ka riria ratou e ia, a ka rere ki tawhiti, ka whaia, ano he papapa no nga maunga i te upoko o te hau, ano he puehu awhiowhio e aia ana e te tupuhi.
14 Sudden terror comes in the evening! By morning, they're gone! This is what happens to those who loot us, the fate of those who plunder us.
I te ahiahi, na ko te pawera; kiano i puao kua kore ratou. Ko te wahi tenei ma te hunga e pahua ana i a tatou, ko te mea tenei e wehea ma te hunga e muru ana i a tatou.
